Anyting u cant stop urself doing anytime necessary has become a god for you and if your divine relationship wit Christ can be paused anytime u choose to then there’s no God in you.
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SCENES OF REVIVAL
This word that has been relegated into obscurity
This experience that has been interpreted unto mediocrity
An experience our fathers cherished and pursued
Without any elevated passion they worked to subdue
The resilience of sin and worldliness
That has choked the rays of godliness
In the heart of yesteryears believers
Whose lives shrank the pride of unbelievers.
There are scenes that are concomitant with revival
One thing is sure, that holiness makes an arrival
Young boys and girls become chaste and sober
Old men and women have christened memories to remember
The once straying souls are suddenly intercepted
By the word and the holy spirit with impact so concerted
Our young girls would dress modestly and beautiful
Not parading themselves in partial nudity in manners most detestful
The young men would discard mediocrity
And embrace purposeful ventures with godly authority
The brothels would be converted to places of godly encounters
And the clubs, a place of god’s dealing ever to remember
Our pot-bellied politicians would become large hearted leaders
Mounting on the wings of purpose to enforce the dreams of dreamers
Our universities would become citadels of excellent scholars
Whose conduct would be based on Christian morals.
Truth would be a surplus commodity in our business places
And sincerity would lead the way in our market places
Children would be nurtured in the bosom of caring parents
Developing in love their gracious talents
The movies we watch would be powerful sermons
Not high jacked by nude and erotic demons
From our music shall emanate soul warming aromas
Blended with intelligent lyrics and served a s soul warmers
We should not scamper empty out of our homes
Without being stuffed with some gospel drones
Our homes would be holy, happy and healthy ones
Where the devil and his agents would be long gone
Boys would relate with girls as sisters
While girls would relate with boys as brothers
Our preachers would not be scrambling on the pulpit
To gain self glory and ego while souls stream into the pit
The church would be filled with an atmosphere of love
Not gossips, slanders, debauchery and insincere smiley curves
Prayer would become a cherished venture by the saints
Consecration would be embarrassed by our ladies and gents
Then the bible would not be a book of fables and myth
God’s word would be real to us and full of might
The devil would lose territories once dominated by him
And a glorious militant church would recover lost lands in warring hymns.
by
Agbaroji Chimeremeze
HOW WELL DO YOU KNOW THAT FELLOW
When you get to know a fellow,
know his joy and know his cares,
When you’ve come to understand the burdens
That he bears,
When you’ve learned the fight he’s making
And the troubles in his way,
Then you’ll find that he’s different than you
Thought you knew him yesterday.
You find his faults are trivial, there’s not so much to blame,
In the fellow that you jeered at when you only knew his name
You are quick to see the blemish in the distant neighbour’s style
And your prejudices fatten and your hates more violent grow,
As you talk about his failures your hates more violent grow,
As you talk about the failures of the man you do not know
But when drawn a little closer and your hands and shoulders touch
You find the traits you hated really didn’t amount to much
When you get to know a fellow, know his every mood and whim,
You begin to find the texture and the splendid side of him
You begin to understand him, and you cease to scoff and stare
For with understanding, all this prejudices disappear
You begin to find his virtues, and his faults you cease to tell,
For you seldom hate a fellow when you know him very well
When you get to know a fellow, you understand his ways,
Then his fault won’t really matter, for you will find a lot to praise.
I HAVE A DREAM
Sitting by my bed at night
I picked my pen to write
To say, to express myself right
This truth that stays inside me tight
You see, I have a dream
What’s new about that? You say…
But what you don’t get yet
Is what I so highly speak of
It’s not the film shows you see
When your eyes are closed in sleep
It is in fact what keeps me awake like today
Boiling in my spirit, vibrating with promise
It is not the past or present
It is the future
The future with so much promise yet untouched
My dreams yet accomplished
Yes, I have a dream
But not the kind anyone would want
I have a dream solid and strong
My expressions running wild along
I have a dream
A dream so big even I wonder at its magnitude
I have a dream and that dream is me
Who I am and someday will be
I have a dream to fulfil
And though my eyes see nothing
I see it shining in the distance
My dream in full manifestation
Now you wonder
What do I dream? You wonder
What’s so different about my dream? You ponder
Here’s is a clue brother
I want success. Yes…
But not the kind given by G.P and fruitless hard work, NO
I want success embedded in fulfilment, not purpose
I want money not by ill-gotten means
But by God who is really to bless with ***** attached in
Of where I want joy and peace
But I will not seek it I the arm of women with lying tongues
Or in green bottles and their contents, NO
I will follow Rom 14:17 principle
I will seek true love in family, worthy friendship
In God, its very source
I want an assured future, but not in the certificate
Or in the unstoppable promise of man and what he can do
But my future remains safe in God’s hands
I have a dream
A dream so big it consumes me
Will it come to pass? I think
Shouldn’t I just follow the crowd?
Do what they do, be whom they want me to be
After all in the confession of many, the truth is upheld
Everybody can’t be wrong
Why must I be different, old-fashioned as they say
But then I will recall
The extra mile is a lonely road
The top is quite less populated than the bottom
If I would achieve this dream so big
I might have to learn to run alone
Cos I found out quite early enough
The road to destruction is wide and popular
But the road to life is wide and narrow
Narrow enough to let the few who would dare
Who would dare to be different
Who wouldn’t trade their dreams in an instant
Just like Joseph… what a man
I have a dream
That someday at sometime
I would stand before my saviour
And he would confirm from the books
The book of life to see if of a truth
I did accept him through and through
If I acknowledge the absolute truth
That God came in the form of man to die
Just for me, just for my sake
I have a dream
That he would see my name there
Written in golden print
And the wonder I would meet.
When he would say to me “welcome”
I have a dream, I have a dream
I have a dream which outside God is nothing
I have a dream though ahead of time is within me
I have a dream
That this dream you dream
Will one day see the light of day
If we could all hold on to Jesus
The author and finisher of our faith
Of our Dreams
by
Ezeonyeka Godswill
PARENTHOOD
It’s no child’s play
It starts with a day
And gradually spans through the years
The children are always there
And you must always care
When it gets boring
Just sit and stare
There are always like-eyes meeting your glare
When it gets interesting
Enjoy it while it lasts
You sure need all those strained muscles relaxed
There is the dependence,
Which could be definitely irritating
The love that becomes overbearing
The tension that gets you sobbing
And the cheer that gets your eyes teary
Through the love and the pain
It’s a responsibility that you carry the burden
Be a proud parent
And live the life others respect.
BEHIND MY SMILE
You don’t know about it,
It’s inside
It’s personal
It’s behind my smile…
It’s deep
It’s piercing
It’s behind my smile…
It’s unnoticeable
It’s shocking
It’s behind my smile…
It’s a story
It’s a confession
It’s just behind my smile…
Can I take you there?
Can I tell you the whole truth?
Will you be an arm of god’s mercy and comfort?
It’s just behind my smile…
Will you judge me?
Will you sell my woes to the world?
How much will you earn from it?
Will you regard me afterwards?
We aren’t far from it…
It’s just behind my smile…
A problem shared, they say, is half solved.
What about a confession?
What about a deep stinking secret?
Is it safe with you?
Won’t you expose it as a disguised prayer point during prayer meetings, or;
Teach it as a disguised message during bible study?
Please, my soul is languishing!
I have prayed; I have fasted.
What I need is your understanding and support
Won’t you be glad to save a soul?
It’s just behind my smile…
All it will cost you is your solid sincerity and love
Your deep compassion and understanding,
Your humility and consideration,
Your nonjudgmental support!!!
The weight is still behind my smile…
I won’t let it down until I know that it is
Safe enough to share it with you.
By
Ebisike Amarachi
quote for the day
- Never think that Gods delays are Gods denials. True prayer always receives what it asks or something better
quote for the day
- You cannot tailor make your situation in life but you can tailor make your attitudes to fit those situations
Christ a poet 