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Tag: heaven
What Faith Sees
What Faith Sees
Faith sees beyond the eyes of beings
that force a flight
through all clouds of sense
that brings evidence
Faith sees unseen things
Hidden from all mortal eyes
And brings to fullness
The good tidings
Faith sees a conviction power from heaven
That holds unto the promise God has given
As His everlasting love encircles us as we run
By His grace to strengthen, guide as we go
Faith sees a conquering power
Strong in might from weakness
Securely fixed in Christ alone
For the victory he won.
Faith sees the cross
As a melting soul repents
Of sin, as he admits his dross
And all is forgiven.
Davidgospel
© 2020
Closed Lids
When we close our eyes, we open them elsewhere.
When we close our eyes here, we open them there
When we close our eyes, we never really stop seeing
But a day will come when our eyes will see beyond closed lids
– Ezeonyeka Godswill
(c) 2020
What in the world
What, in the world, does a plus sign
Have to do with Redemption?
Like, this math is flawed.
Go figure.
What, in God’s heaven, does precious gold
Have to do with street grounds?
Like a mat is, floored.
Go figure.
Dem dey go, dem dey go, mass choir.
Singing Hallelujah. Trumpeters.
Join the congregation.
Don’t miss it.
Because, flawed as it is.
The maths will begin
When this mass is ended.
And we’ll go in the Peace of Christ.
To love and serve the Lord.
Amen.
Nonso John
©2019
LET’S MAKE MAMMA PROUD
The one; who sat and watched my infant head?
While I slept in your beautiful cradled arms.
The one who held me dearly, like a craft, never to be broken.
Pain is driven off in her arms, arms of love that never harms.
She cast away my fears and with loving warmth dries away my tears.
Her eyes are like stars to behold, they give me hope beyond despair.
When pain and sickness made me cry,
Touches from you made me smile.
I was nurtured like a plant to flourish,
Was polished carefully till I looked pretty and beautiful.
Guilty she felt when I had not gotten plenty,
Yet with care she made “this little” satisfy my every need.
Who taught my infant lips to pray?
Who trained me in the way of God and His word?
Told me I would have life less without having the Life of Christ.
Her love is incomprehensible, she calls it agape.
She encouraged me to be loving too because love never fails.
Never look back, heaven is before you. That is her greatest story.
When thou art feeble, old and grey,
I will be your strength, your fulfillment and comfort.
Your smile I will make as I feel your heart with joy everyday.
And one day emerge the man you are proud to call son.
I will take you to church even when you rest in peace.
But till then this is my piece for you;
MY MOTHER.
Adethatwrites
© 2019
Your Star Doesn’t Even Come Close
His smooth tone feeds you feels
Sugar rushes, belly butterflies
And a heaven
Where you are night, and his eyes, stars
So when his gaze falls, your world wobbles
Glorious twinkles, violent flames, you’re there
Scorched when he scowls
And dimmed by him downcast
So when he wanes, you’ll wither
Be dying satellite, drifting in space
Till you’re drawn to another sun
Dependent orbit, all over again
But you want a better star
You need no fail, no light fades
You crave bright, steady and sure, no supernova stories
That’s God, your star doesn’t even come close
Ikenna Nwachukwu
© 2019
I = LIFE
It came in a flash like some Allen knew exactly what was on my mind.
In the midst of 2 strangers in a BRT bus, one looked like another normal guy, and the other like a boss.
*Lagos my location, but I had thoughts in heaven.
So I felt heaven on earth, well that’s what you get for being in Him.
Have you ever wondered how lovely it would be to spend a whole day without bad mouthing anything, anywhere or even anyone?
Like No…
Bastard; playfully said
or
Fool; with a lovely pat on the head
No…
‘You will never amount to anything’ from a mother to a child and perhaps;
No pastor would lead a congregation of well meaning followers to a battle ground that makes a post of ‘deaths to whoever’ and then tag God in prayers like he was a supporting cast in this horror movie on a steady loop in their mind.
But they don’t see it,
We don’t see it,
I mean how black can a heart get before truth can no longer wash it?
I wish we can all set a day apart;
A day when we will all agree to rather trade punches than hurt with our words
A day when we will be focused enough to not let any slippery dark word go unapologized.
A day when we stop using these black knights to bat men, but rather;
Step into the light and use white to bathe them.
A day, when we master love
Then We try a week,
Then a month;
And soon it becomes abnormal and weigh a thousand tons on our lips whenever we try to muster the courage to plant a word that will grow into a scary tree from these our mustard seeds.
So I decide daily, surely, purposely;
I choose to believe differently
To fight differently
To speak differently
See differently
And actually stop playing the devil’s hate game with him.
Since we are buddies, let me play a little with God;
For I am in Him
And He is in me
Heaven in *Lagos;
LIFE!
I will be that one drop of oil that will float above stormy waters.
I will fight alongside anyone I can, till my heart goes silent with its beats.
It’s who I am, it’s what I give,
LIFE!
*Lagos is a major city in Nigeria.
NaRrOw PaTh…
Peeping through the pearly gates,
Redemption seems to make sense to me
Eternity is worth it!
Captivating sights dazzled my pupils,
Inciting the desire to place God over my feelings and circumstances,
Upholding my faith and virtues against all odds, and sailing on the boat of obedience into His everlasting presence..
I’m walking through the narrow paths..God help me
Christ a poet 