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EVERYDAYJESUS’ ‘thinking out loud’ (an excerpt from ‘Schisms’)!

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I am favouromeje and I really like romance… a lot! I like having a generous dip in the red sea of passion, especially when it’s rumbling blood and thunder, and of course preferably with the most qualified young blood there is. In fact if I were not Spirit-tamed, then gents of the like of Leonardo DiCaprio would’ve stood great chances with me. Once upon a time, I was a fifteen year old church kid, my tracts in hand, I had my Bible in my head, and of course my thirty year old crush in my heart.

Well, I grew up – or let’s say I am a little grown now.  Now, I am a Jesus chick, His freak if you care, His love and Word in my heart, His Gospel in my mouth, in my fingers too if you’ve noticed, and of course a crush from time to time – sometimes, more than one crush at a time. El-oh-el! Last semester, I had this major mutual crush, who almost swept me off my feet before I decided to tell my Jesus about it – thank God I was able to! I decided to honestly tell Jesus just what was going on in my mind – not like he hadn’t been always aware. Then, I made up my mind to accept the wind of passion blowing on me, without struggling with or fighting it. I know that Jesus loves me anyhow and anyways! So guess what, I decided to allow myself to relax and enjoy the feeling while it lasted. Yes “enjoy it”, I said, no word mincing! Jesus understood the situation, so why should I fear? He made me passion-electric-charged as a single, and he was in control so why couldn’t I just trust him with my hormones? Well I knew better than to not let myself bask in the Love of Christ, He who could put the charged Favour safe and tamed. I know that I can really get the hots for an attractive ‘spec’, but I also know that it is mine to choose what to do with the heat. Jesus taught me by Brother Paul that I am so DEAD as far as fornication or the like was concerned. It wasn’t any motivational dewy-eyed statement, but my most basic reality in Christ. It is a knowledge thing! It doesn’t matter to me if I enjoy the gaze of my preferred male that heats me up, or even the attention he gives me because I know that I can simply afford to trust my Jesus to keep me from burning up and out. Like every fire, my ‘unnecessary’ passions burned out, and me, always survived unscathed! (Winks).

Now look what I have learned:

 Love is a substance and not a feeling.

 Love is not an emotion unless you prefer to slam an insult on Love’s face.

 Love is God and Love is God’s.

 Love cannot be won; Love is a gift given daily.

 Love is not the reward given to a woman for being desirable in form, neither is it that given to a man for possessing a sturdy build, witty wit, and a ‘Goldy’ purse.

 Love lays down and never demands a thing.

 Hot, passionate and sizzling romance ≠ Love!

 Love can be expressed within the context of passion and romance, as well as within the environment of family and friendship.

 Tis Love when I decide to help a young man most especially a mutant male to slow down and not fan the fire of a mutual or non-mutual desire although I surely do enjoy watching it sizzling.

 And no matter how close I get to the brink of a most heated romantic situation, I can confidently tell you that my Jesus had always been my ‘Omnipotent-Save-the-Day’!

 Love is a product of a decision and not the result of some hormonal coercion.

 We don’t wait for Love to find us; if you have the Genetic Code, please give Love!

 That a guy seems to be the only one at the time who could make my heart miss a beat, doesn’t mean that I would be willing to put myself in the line for him.

 And that a young man is having either divulged or disguised passions for me, a.k.a fooling around with me, does not mean that he necessarily loves me.

 It is very possible to have strong feelings for some guy without deciding to have a tiny pinch of Love for him – I have been there.

 It is also possible to have an ocean of Love for a guy without having any drop of feelings attached to it – also been there.

 Love is the willing decision to commit oneself to eating another’s shit whether you feel like it or not.

 Love is Love and has no types, forget the lying schemes of the devil floating in books and movies – I can tell ya

 Love may be expressed in different contexts and environments such as family, romance etc.

 Love is for both opposite and like charged individuals, if you know what I mean

 Love is the Life!

 It is only men and women who are born of the Spirit of the Love God, who are capable of the Love Life!

Live it, if you are able!

 

By Favouromeje 2016.

EVERYDAYJESUS’ ‘Chant’ on power’ (a poem)!

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Sup’ with this attitude

All these burn off me

Like the injustice running through the city’s tower

Enclosed in the vacuum called brain

Through the veins and tissues

Hoping these words be applied without issues.

Let’s go higher

This is the will we must seek

Blimey! Be it young, be it old

Like the fire

Let’s maximize this gift, power

For the sky is the destination

For the mind needs elevation

Unto this nation

I plead for freedom

Upon this kingdom I pray for the vision

Let our leaders see wisdom in power

And for the followers to understand the way of power, this hour.

 

For the ways of man is engaged with flaw

He raised himself above the law

Why this war?

The problem we fight daily

Is built in his heart like a wall

Please take these words

For unto him, is this power given

Let him be wise enough

So he could see the light rise

Ahead of the tunnel.

The alchemist… 

Author note: 

I feel the necessity of the right use of power, power is the trait we all have in common, but people are not giving attention to its right use. Get inspired as you read

© Tolulope Amao   

EVERYDAYJESUS is with moi! (An update)

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I think I am a really busy person, now and especially during my last lap at the University. ‘Busy’ with necessary business: I was a final year student in her last semester so that spelt STUDY and PROJECT! I was also a start-up entrepreneur; you may not find it necessary but for me, purpose and life needed funding – if you understand what I mean. I was and I am still committed to a local church because that is part of my responsibilities. I was and I am also human being therefore I needed to eat, sleep, launder for ‘me’ and also ensure that I don’t become an “I”(you know, it is easier for me to lose two pounds than it is for me to gain a pound, literally speaking). I was and am still also a girl who loves looking good so I needed some time for that every day. And oh, I had lectures to attend, and guess what, the lecturers swept the official time table under the carpet. Also I had found myself, so I have to always speak up – I WRITE! And ultimately, I am a Christian therefore my spirit needs Word grooming every day! That is what I survive on.

I had and I still have just 24 hours just like everyone else, therefore I had to plan every day, the day before and of course updating my to-do list every night. I made plans everyday but sometimes, some things wouldn’t just go as planned. The pressures of my great everyday busyness formed my every day cares. My project was really slow because my research samples were a bit funny – human breast milk! Getting them was really not a joke. I was not even done with the first chapter by the time I first wrote this whereas submission was for July. I had to complete and defend my project come mid-July- It was June 1, already. I also had to contribute my daily quota to the Kingdom by writing and living. Oh how I planned and worked at my daily schedule diligently but how things chose to move pretty slowly, my project for one. In fact that day, I had to re-adjust a letter I wrote to a hospital just after being delayed for three days by my department to get it endorsed. I mean I didn’t have all that time! Well, somehow I discovered that I was unruffled and unstressed by my many stresses. I was and am still rested. I had learned to rest on the Truth that He is IMMANUEL to me, the God that is ever with me. I also stayed and I still do stay on the truth that I have JESUS, the saving God. He didn’t just save my soul, He saves
my day every day. In fact His job description was and is still saving me! He is still saving situations for me daily. I was and I am still comforted by the truth that I am in His care. He loves me more than I love myself therefore He understood and He still understands the urgency of my needs and cares so much more than I think I do. I love the truth that He will never, ever leave me or abandon me in any mess. I don’t like to mess up but even if things go messy, He shows me mercy. Cleaning up my mess is not my business but His. I am His business. Yahweh has infinite methods of doing the same thing, this is what I like to call ‘OMNIPOTENT- SAVE- THE -DAY’. God never depends on our action or inaction to work things out, He depends on my trust for DADDY! He is Abba father, and daddy never lacks a plan so I think I am safe!

Cast all your anxieties upon the lord for He cares for you – 1 Peter 5: 7(NIV)

…and surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” – Matthew 28:20b (NIV)

By Favouromeje, 2016.

EVERYDAYJESUS’ Worship 3 (an update)!

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Now it happened as they went that He entered a certain village; and a certain woman named Martha welcomed Him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, who also sat at Jesus’ feet and heard His word. But Martha was distracted by much serving, and she approached Him and said, “Lord do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Therefore tell her to help me.” And Jesus answered and said to her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and troubled about many things. “But one thing is needed and Mary has chosen that good part, which will not be taken from her.”

Luke 10: 38-42(NKJV).

Home making is both a duty and a major hobby for me as a woman but then on the other hand lies a higher duty and calling which is worship. Sometimes while going about my woman functions diligently; it could be very easy to forget the place of worship – the better part. Worship for me, is a God consciousness in the very most mundane thing. It is to me like not just shuffling back and forth the Mary-Martha woman life, but running the ‘Mary and Martha Me’ skillfully at the very same time. The Truth is that Martha isn’t the wrong one, in fact nobody is. She didn’t know something I know now, LOL. Woman balance is worshiping in my most very common activities. If I realized that the Lord is right there with me, then I would involve Him in my home making, this to me is pure worship! Home making like every other thing is fun doing but when done with the consciousness that the Lord is right there with me, it becomes even rejuvenating and refreshing – worship actually is refreshing! If you ask me, I would tell you that as a woman, God is glorified when I do the home thoroughly because that is my God-given role being attended to very well, but then, God is even more glorified when I let Him help me with my chores because I let Him teach me by His Holy Spirit the best ways to do every single thing. Do you know that Abba Daddy could give one a snazzy elegant DIY on almost anything including a perfect haute cuisine, cordon bleu ‘how to make a good sauce for potatoes’? Well He has given me tones of ‘em, no kidding!

By Favouromeje, 2016

EVERYDAYJESUS’ Sunday! (A poem)

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This is the word spoken on Sunday
When the lame sees him
And their blame is taken away
When we sing the song of redemption
Despite the state of recession
When those who feel wrong of their sins
Now behold him to sing the song
The song of salvation
It all starts on Sunday.
Sunday, the sunny day
That expresses His glory
That those who are holy
Might gather and show him, the gratitude
Sunday, sun now yields to his sons
That his daughters will live in laughter
And voice be raised
Instead of noise
That heart stays broken
Instead of being harden
It is a scene on Sunday
Sunday more than the ray
But evidence of his coming
That Sunday will someday reckon victory
When this fleeting breath is taken
When this hasten heart
Be put to a stop, according to his act
This starts on Sunday.
On Sunday,
Let all heart be subjected
And render praise
Let the mountain be raised
Let the waters be still
Let hope beyond man’s understanding stage
Let his sons, daughters cope
For it is another start
Another chance for us to dance
And grow, glow in him
Till the trumpet sound
Everyone “it’s Sunday”

The alchemist (c) 2016.

Author note:
It is another start, and phase to face. A new hope starts.

EVERYDAYJESUS’ Worship 2 (an update)!

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Once upon a time, I could talk a plenty. The thing is that I had this phobia for awkward silence, so I always filled in the gap. Yes, I did fill in the silent spaces with just anything, most times with just the most awkward things for the most awkward silence- I know I am talking almost gibberish but you can manage , lol! Other times I just liked to talk because I enjoyed it a lot, hearing myself talk, talk, talk again, get tired and feel guilty later too, lol. You know, one of the deepest forms of worship is fighting for approval, and whosoever’s approval that I seek the most is who I love the most, and whosoever that I love the most is who I worship. The funny thing about seeking man’s applauds is that you don’t worship the man whose applause you sought but you get the applause or want the applause while singing your own praise, giving glory, worship, and honor to your own very self. Most of the times when I talk too much, listening to nobody and nothing else but my own voice, ceasing every piece of a conversation, talking and suggesting myself hoping to get admiration, I merely worship myself. And that very approval of man I never end up getting. Most of the time I am left empty, feeling exhausted for trying so hard and of course getting little because self-worship brings about more worship of self. The emptiness felt is the void created by the sin of idolatry- All glory must go to God. Worship is talking less of self, and more of God. Worship is listening carefully to the words of men just to hear the voice of God lingering and caressing my ears, learning more, talking more again of God at every opportunity and whenever myself is mentioned, it is just to confess allegiance to the King of Kings. That is worship. But why do I keep learning these truths and at every chance I talk with man I see self-worship again? The natural man wants to be like God, I guess. The only time that man can ever and even give me applause is when I have forgotten how to seek their applause because I am busy caring about the validation of Yahweh. This is the time that I really forget about myself and every other man. I can never hear God’s voice in my conversations when I am not busy listening and listening and listening again. When I am busy talking and talking and talking again, I will not know and enjoy the comfort of hearing God’s sweet voice even from the very worst man.
Listening is one way to enjoy the finer things of life. Listeners look more beautiful than talkers- they are not under stress. Listen, and test, and search, and enjoy and listen again. Forget to speak, that is worship and worship is refreshing. “But the hour is coming and now is when the true worshippers will worship the father in spirit and truth; for the Father is seeking such to worship Him. “ God is Spirit and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.”- John 4:23-24 (NKJV). Therefore, I urge you, brothers in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God –this is your spiritual act of worship.
–Romans 12:1 (NIV)

So then, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath. -James 1:19(NKJV).

By Favour Omeje, 2016