Back too Back to writing Antidifficulting When I’m underground, that’s the Gospel Terra biting Sing it to the youth, let them see the love of Christ. Hmmm
Sorry but the business is the good news Sold it in media files, prayers and worn shoes
But don’t worry it’s unlimited Jerry said What God cannot do does not exist What he said What God cannot do never reared it’s head Never was it read
Come and eat the Life Distribute it to the poor and rich There’ll be a delete and The Lord has an extended invite Please write To the churches of eyes, ears and “these days” The “which ways” The Lord says I won’t wait forever And you are mine forever
So choose my safety over those with more forever than you If I haven’t been saving you, where would your pride be or do? Any who Come home before you can’t cry anymore Before the monsters after the flood begin their culling And the firmament is rolled away And horror robs you of your children And your wealth And your kin And your neighbor And your voice
Author: A. W. Tozer Pages: Typically 128-144 pages Reviewer: ChyD
Religious and motivational books usually bore the hell out of me, mostly because they lack creativity and engaging use of language. They are either verbose or mundane. This is not the case with ‘The Pursuit of God’.
This book, written by A. W Tozer in 1948, is powerfully stacked with words that birth yearning in the passive Christian. I had to get that out before I returned to my appreciation of his metaphorical style of writing. It’s undeniable that good writing makes books easier to read, especially for book-snobs like me. For this book, it’s not just poetic writing; it’s also the power contained in mere pages. The exactitude of his words pierces the heart and leaves the reader with heightened and repentant emotions all at the same time.
I started reading this book during a period where I was actively strategising for myself, how best to pursue the Lord and court him. The book was meant to be a self-help book to that effect. I suspect that made the book even more endearing to me. It was an FAQ to my exact questions, and even to the ones I didn’t know I had. It opened my eyes to the possibilities of intimacy.
Chapter 1: Following Hard after God
‘To have found God and still to pursue Him is the soul’s paradox of love, scorned indeed by the too easily satisfied religionist, but justified in happy experience by the children of the burning heart’.
This chapter expounded Paul’s relationship with God in Philippians 3: 8-10. He wanted to know Christ (although he knew him enough to be the spiritual father of many of the early churches) and experience the power that raised him from the dead. He wanted to suffer with him, sharing in his death.
We’re in a time where, at the ushering of a new year, it is popular to make trendy statements asking God to exclude us from his list of strong soldiers- a statement that inadvertently asks for exemption from pruning, discipline, and correction. These trendy statements betray our lukewarmness and complacency in striving to know the lord. While we are opting out of suffering, Paul said he wanted to suffer with him, sharing in his death. This level of craving is the sweet core of the Christian life. The Igbos of Nigeria would call it Mmimi– the sweet fluid trapped in bones.
Chapter 2: The Blessedness of Possessing Nothing
“It’s all right, Abraham. I never intended that you should actually slay the lad. I only wanted to remove him from the temple of your heart that I might reign unchallenged there. I wanted to correct the perversion that existed in your love’’
This chapter tore open my heart and exposed it before the Lord. No, it brought to my remembrance that the Lord sees even the lies I tell myself.
I said to the Lord, “There is no need to lie to myself in hopes that if I believe it, you’ll believe it. You know parts of me that I’m yet to know and parts I will probably never know”.
For Abraham, it was perverted love for Isaac that he had to give up. For me, it is the need for success and addiction to pain. Tozer narrated how God would tolerate nothing having power over us the way he should. That sacred place in our hearts is His and His alone.
“So now that the cards are on the table, Lord, you have my permission to tear these idols out of my heart, though I bleed”.
Chapter 3: Removing the Veil
‘Ignoble contentment takes the place of burning zeal. We are satisfied to rest in our judicial possessions and, for the most part, we bother ourselves very little about the absence of personal experience’
I realized the difference between being experientially in the presence of God in theory and being experientially in the presence of God actually when I began to be in the presence of God actually. And even now, I know I am scratching just the surface. Tozer wrote about how the presence should be experiential and ever-present. He argues that only doctrinal knowledge cannot spark the depth of worship that experience affords. His list of things weaved into the veil that keeps us complacent made me self-reflect: self-righteousness, self-pity, self-confidence, self-sufficiency, self-admiration, self-love, and a host of others like them.
Unsurprisingly, these are some of the things the world advocates for overall well-being. He concludes with the admission that these qualities are in our nature and we cannot do away with them ourselves. We must present our ‘self-life’ to God and let Him do the work.
Chapter 4: Apprehending God
“We apprehend the physical world by exercising the faculties given us for that purpose, and we possess spiritual faculties by means of which we can know God and the spiritual world if we will obey the Spirit’s urge and begin to use them’’.
Tozer, in this chapter, emphasized how abstract God and the spiritual realm are to most Christians. We believe in God, but when the intricacy of this belief is dissected, it is found that it has no potency. He is merely an ideal or principle we must live by. Tozer says God is a person and can be known experientially, not just in theory. Our spiritual senses are as real as our physical senses, but because of how abstract the unseen world is to us, we have failed to develop our spiritual senses. I think of it as exercise. The more we work out, the more our muscles are toned and built. That takes time, tenacity, and pain. So, I guess the question is, how greatly do we yearn to know God and develop our spiritual senses?
Chapter 5: The Universal Presence
‘Men do not know that God is here. What a difference it would make if they knew. The Presence and the manifestation of the Presence are not the same. There can be the one without the other. God is here when we are wholly unaware of it. He is manifest only when and as we are aware of His presence’.
Tozer hits us with the accusation that although the normal Christian doctrine says that God is everywhere, we believe it, but it is not actively in our consciousness. If it is, then instead of an ordinary Christian life, we would be living a glorious and radiant Christian life. The ever-present presence of God can best be thought of as us being in him and he in us.
In Tozer’s words, He’s closer than our own souls, closer than our most secret thoughts. God doesn’t have select people that sees the manifestation of His presence. He has made Himself available to all and sundry. It is we who should turn to Him and accept His proposal, backing it up by opening ourselves to His nudges, His ways, and His guidance.
Chapter 6: The Speaking Voice
‘Every one of us has had experiences which we have not been able to explain—a sudden sense of loneliness, or a feeling of wonder or awe in the face of the universal vastness. Or we have had a fleeting visitation of light like an illumination from some other sun, giving us in a quick flash an assurance that we are from another world, that our origins are divine’.
Most of us yearn to hear from God, and we can. We do. It’s not a superpower. He wants to be heard. He reaches out to us always. We’re either too cynical and wave off too many things as coincidences or too busy to notice even significant occurrences that are unexplainable. In one of my most recent experiences, I felt an indescribable shadow of joy cast over me at a time and a situation where the most reasonable thing to feel was sorrow. I knew it was God’s presence hovering over me.
Going further, Tozer argued that all ‘beautiful’ inventions of man were inspired by God. He left us, however, with the choice to question that, so my question would be, what about evil inventions? Were they also God-inspired? This isn’t a smart way to put holes in his claims. It’s me plainly musing.
Tozer said something profound. He said, ‘a word of God once spoken continues to be spoken’. He said this in reference to how we think that the Bible was spoken before God stopped speaking. God didn’t stop speaking, even in our time. He still speaks, and even the words in the Bible are still speaking to us.
Chapter 7: The Gaze of the Soul
‘While we are looking at God we do not see ourselves—blessed riddance. The man who has struggled to purify himself and has had nothing but repeated failures will experience real relief when he stops tinkering with his soul and looks away to the perfect One. While he looks at Christ, the very things he has so long been trying to do will be getting done within him. It will be God working in him to will and to do’.
I chuckled reading the first line. You can tell Tozer is an exciting impressionist. He doesn’t think we should spend our lives defining faith because much of the Bible shows faith in practice more than in definition, except for Hebrews 11:1. Once our hearts have formed the habit, through fellowship, of looking unto Jesus, we have begun to practice faith.
Chapter 8: Restoring the Creator-Creature Relation
‘In our desire after God let us keep always in mind that God also has desire, and His desire is toward the sons of men, and more particularly toward those sons of men who will make the once-for-all decision to exalt Him over all. Such as these are precious to God above all treasures of earth or sea. In them God finds a theater where He can display His exceeding kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. With them God can walk unhindered; toward them He can act like the God He is’.
It’s settling to know that we’re not alone in the pursuit of God, isn’t it? But of course, we are not. God extended the first olive branch. He gave His one and only Son. This makes me sure that I’m not pursuing someone who doesn’t want to be caught. In fact, He’s been wanting us, and it has been us skedaddling away. Our resolution to accept Him fully as our Lord and King is all that is needed for Him to shed His love and lordship over our lives.
Chapter 9: Meekness and Rest
‘There is no release from our burden apart from the meekness of Christ. Good, keen reasoning may help slightly, but so strong is the vice that if we push it down one place, it will come up somewhere else’.
I never understood the ‘yoke of God’ until I read this chapter. Tozer explained how being human is the very heavy yoke that was referred to in Matthew 11:29-30. Being human comes with emotions we have passed off as normal but eats into us deeper than any disease human nature has ever experienced.
He delineated how the widely preached self-love is an enormous burden. Self-love makes us care about ourselves so much that the world’s view of us rattles us to the point of immobility. We fold up and lose every sense of identity when we are not chosen or when we are looked down on. We’re afraid of presenting ourselves exactly the way we are in an effort at self-preservation. It’s great that he highlighted that we could take account of these things and try to manually change them, but when we push it down, it comes up from somewhere else. This is not a message of doom. In fact, it is a message of deliverance because it’s God who takes this burden of humanness from us and gives us His light burden of self-forgetfulness.
Chapter 10: The Sacrament of Living
‘Paul’s exhortation to “do all to the glory of God” is more than pious idealism. It is an integral part of the sacred revelation and is to be accepted as the very Word of Truth’.
Tozer underscored the guilt of the dual lives Christians live- the separation between spiritual activities and ordinary activities of our everyday life. But if Paul said that whether you are eating or drinking, do it to the glory of God, it means that even the mundane things of our everyday life should be considered glorious.
It makes me think of times when I have craved food for a while, and then the feasting moment comes, and I’m usually wrapped in deep and sincere thankfulness to God for creating food. That’s worship. That’s holiness.
He used our perfect example, Jesus, as an example of living in the flesh and doing human activities, and yet doing everything to the glory of God. Jesus ate, drank, and worked as a carpenter. Yet the Bible recorded that he lived a blameless life, and his life was to the glory of God. This should give rest to the need to demarcate our lives. Everything we do is holy from the moment we dedicate our lives to Christ, be ye eating or preaching. God accepts both with equal pleasure.
If, after reading this review, you don’t want to read the actual book, it’s either that I didn’t do a good job portraying the endless depth of the book, or you are not ‘there’ yet. If it is the former, I apologize for my shortcomings. You may just have to take my word for it and read it. If it is the latter, no need to stress. The Lord will get you there when he gets you there.
Lord, whatever height or depth I can attain in my knowledge of you is not worked out by me and it’s such a relief. I only have to depend on you, but it turns out that even the dependence can also only be achieved through you. It’s apparent that without you, I can do nothing. It’s a sweet relief, and I have come to you with as much surrender as I can manage, and I ask you that you unbutton any part of me that has unconsciously refused to lose itself in your presence. Take me and do with me as you want. I desire to know you more, feel you more, touch you more, and taste you more. I rest in the confidence that you’ll reveal yourself to me more and more because you want to. Keep me here in your presence for all the revelations in Jesus’ name. Amen!
Today the Boss gave me an argument For the unbelieving shoulda-been-a-saint Who dismisses the Christian’s reverence With brilliant furnish and even sentiment
When the Christian says God created everything The unbelieving say everything came into being Life as a causeless effect is accepted reasoning But an uncreated creator is convenient colluding
Is it so hard to believe? The Boss says That an unpainted painter paints self-portraits Is it so hard to see the mistake unbelief makes? Painted beings denying the painter that they portray
This argument may never convince the unbelieving But the Boss loves to paint for everyone to see Him Perhaps these words will set the seeker to seeking Perhaps the Boss of all created things is speaking
In the Penspeak Community UNEC, February Freestyles were a joy. OnFebruary 7, 2025 Iruoma kicked off;
A pilgrim’s journey to a world of plain where I burned every bridge to find a way My cardiac compass led me through this rugged terrain With convictions so strong to betray I followed to discover, this beacon of light But each step, was a test of will And every staking breath I lived Was a stench in misery to give
Every turn was a sink, in a pool of despair Every weight crushing, without a care Yet to this world of plain, a beautiful siege, I found solace To its music in echieteka, I danced deep to its rhythm In ignorance of the consequences to come The demons with enticing melody sing, luring my lost soul to eternal doom every move was a compromise And Peace sold in delicate balance between darkness and light
I’ve found a different route, where life and light entwine, A world of truth A world of hope, the saints eternal home. I see the truth now And with heart in total devotion I sing a unique symphony, that echoes the sound of a soul that’s free.
February 14, 2025 A freestyle by Neche Goodnews
We met like faith intended Astrologers say the stars aligned for us Palmists tap our palms and declared our fates intertwined The dibia sees our one future I don’t really care about all that I care about what God says for us
What use is a tree without wood, a human without intelligence, a skyscraper without its framework? Of what use is my world without you in it? Its uses become less and less till it becomes useless
My one of a kind, my unique, my priceless discovery You’re not a cog in a machine, not a gear You’re my complement My joy irreplaceable There’s no other you, it’s just you The thought of another is sacrilegious to me People pray for a MumZee moment but I got that when we found our spark Oko mi, Ololufe mi, a furu m gị na anya Take a seat by my right side and let me show the world my irreplaceable one
Friday 21, 2025 Iruoma began;
Of all terrestrial blessings bestowed The celestial luminaries that twinkle Breath that marks the beauty of living The blessed morning dew that falls The greatest of all treasures beyond compare Is God’s gift of his son, christ.
Neche Goodnews then followed through;
A knock on the door, a greetings at the door post, a welcome and an attempt at conversion A knock at another door, greetings once again, but this time dismissal and rejection is given
The sacred journey of the missionaries Wanderers of the Holy order Marked by the Omni being A higher placement than Cain they are not stained They have not slain but are prepared to take the pain of the bane
God’s front line, God’s bravest Courage that dwarfs that of David Faith that rivals Abraham’s Only his most daring actually take up this holy order, this great commission
You look flabbergasted, who is this Omni being I speak of that would be willing to do this to his most daring followers? Whose orders? What orders? Your heart knows who he is Your lips shapen to speak his name He is the one your heart beats for, it’s first love He goes by I AM THAT I AM The Bible does well to speak of him in details
Wanna know what those others are? Have you heard of The Great Commission? The good news brought unto the world Grab your book and take notes You have a lot to learn Let me introduce you to salvation
That is it for February! Stay loved, stay blessed! The March will be glorious
Penspeak Communities across Nigeria have recently taken up Freestyle Fridays hosted by The Godzniel. This is a collection of poems from Penspeak Community UNEC freestyles in January 2025.
From the watchtower, Iruoma cried out:
I am compassion, a gentle breeze That calms a raging soul and quiets pain to freeze I run in obscurity, yet understanding I seek To heal a silent wound that mouth can’t utter
Like flower that blooms in desert oasis So am I, a savour taste to the broken soul I’m a badge of mercy, worn by one who’s torn An irresistible gentle word, that calms a storm
I see beyond the fist, the anger and pain And serve a feast of kindness, to wash the heart’s deep stain I’m a dose of hope, that keeps each day aglow A beacon of light, in the darkest place I go
I am compassion, I offer listening ears Pay attention and owe no debt to negligence I am the greatest gift to humanity The loudest voice of love I walk enduring miles Leaving trails of smiles
Taking the wheel again, Iruoma launched:
With heart swift and low on paths unknown I plead to listen to the quiet whisper, that binds me whole With convictions strong on choices made
I plead to heed the persistent voice of truth With barns so enriched, and yards full of glittering gold I pray to harvest, with mind full of sight
To sift grain from chaff, and separate truth from false And with each step to embark, a journey of uncertainty I pledge to trust the gentle guide
For He’s the spirit of the divine, with mysteries to unveil He grants a sense of immortality, in the stillness, a peaceful knowing of secrets untold. And moments to disobey in doubt, are times to will in regret
Not wanting the momentum to die out, Neche Goodnews took the baton on the relay:
“Wish upon a shooting star and make your wish come true” Senior said to me as we stared at the night sky “So, make the wish”, he said to me as I was beholding the awe of the star littered sky I close my eyes and make my wish and open my eyes into the present A decade had gone by but I still reminisce the days gone by I fasten up my tie while facing the mirror
What a decade it has been Peril and strife fought their way into my world but I persevered The psychological breaks and lapses chipped away at my very soul but I didn’t derange As I go towards my bag, a thought enters my mind and a smile is found on my face “Your wish is profound and pure, its impact, ground shaking, all I might not see it actualised but I can behold its potential” Senior said to me, that was one of our last conversations “It’s no time to slack, the world will soon be in awe” I say as I take my bag and leave my place
People see the outcome of reality I behold a future of possibilities My wish would ensure that Until then, I carry on
Our last offering of the year is an event we are so blessed to share with the world. During the year, we were blessed to share what God has given us with some amazing writing communities in Nigerian Universities. 3 out of these communities were able to host a Live Spoken Word Event under the theme “Called”. It featured first-time writers and experienced ministers as well making a symphony of words to and for the pleasure of our Lord.
Penspeak Online is a selection of some of these ministrations for the benefit of anyone who may or may not have had the blessing of attending in person. The event is hosted on YouTube and will remain available on YouTube. The date for the live event is 30th December 2024 and time is 9pm WAT.
Thumping heart, whisper art Fingers quaking from the start Once upon an Igbo brat Moonwalking to the book of Acts Camels, and a Host of His Any Bliss without The Lord is mythical, Guise of magical, double check the decimals Credit to The Lamb who calls us in a flash Ages of holy texts – the Word made flesh Living Lexicon; grace put my foot on another throat That’s a no No to sin and yes to God No to hate and yes to love Know my God and thus I’m strong Strongholds don’t hold anymore Every Jericho will fall Saint Breathing, Fourth Form: Whole Amour of God