Dear Future Husband !4

February 1, 2017February 1, 20172 Comments

January 3, 2017.

Dear Future Husband,

You already know that I am really not that girl with that much of an Ado, but I still hope that this my pen loving thing finds you well.

I really enjoy writing to you. I really love talking to you a lot because I know that inasmuch as I love writing, I know that you are really faithfully reading every single stoke of my pen. I love the thought of it a lot because it reminds just how I feel, knowing that my Yeshua follows the periodic content of my little writing journal- you know, I really feel so safe and boundless whenever I spill my thoughts to that pretty book with my pen! Oh, I forgot to tell you how much I love really cute and functional stationeries, plus books with both nice smelling ideas and pages! LOL!

So I kind of think that Jesus takes daily peeks into my lil journal because I write just plenty, I also think that he laughs at some of the things I write in it, most def! I know that He usually looks forward to the next thing my mind wants to spill in that journal (some are actually as weird as the word weird) just as much as I know that you are always very keen on reading not only my words but mainly, getting the very WORD of every single one of my letters.

Honestly, I hope that my letters are really not prompting you go to after me. I feel that somehow, you might be thinking that you’ve found me, and that you might be probably wanting to talk to me about us. Nevertheless, I’d really be grateful to you, if you really decide to slow down your moves. Please my Lord, I really want you to take things about us very easy, and also not forget to talk to Father about me first before telling me a thing. You know, I fill His ears with a lot of words about you. If you must do anything about these letters, then I suggest you pray about them, since I know that you must have been reading them over and over. You may think that you have found me but I also think that you might want to pray about the word of this letters in the Spirit, while you diligently flow with the vibrations from your heart. Just like I have always told you, flow with the sincere leadings of your heart, even as I give you a few exposé that might be of some help to you.

First, please my Lord, you have to be careful about picking up tips from the numerous ‘boy-meet-girl’ things flying about online. I know about a handful of them already, and sadly enough, none of them ever appeared to appeal to me. So the rule-of-thumb, (if there are any rules at all) would be ‘listen to your heart’ because there are very few traditional things about me.

For instance, I have very weird opinions about dating and courtship, especially since I find contemporary ideas to be both contradictory, selfish and manipulative most of the time. For instance, saying A while meaning B simply because you want to induce someone you said you love to do C! For me that is a big fat self-seeking joke. And sadly enough, there are very limited scriptural helps, but I’ve formed my own weird opinions in my little mind, anyways.

I don’t think it’s bad for God’s children to date, but you know dating means a lot of things to all the different 6 billion people on earth. I really do not have any views as to how good, or how bad dating is, okay? But if I were very honest with you, I’d simply tell you that the very word of it sounds too confining to me!

Dating makes me really mentally confined, maybe because I have never dated any of God’s sons before. I am not in the least scared of heart breaks as I see is the worst thing that can happen when things go sour. I am not averse to the dating thing because of heart breaks for although I have ‘dated’ a number of ‘unbelieving’ guys, when I didn’t know my left from my right, Father made sure that these men with the ‘crude and cruel’ nature, handled me almost with a holy fear. So in other words, I don’t know what a heart break feels like, in short I have never tasted it!

Men generally have been good to me because Father made them to, but God knows that the thought of them hovering over me like I was their property, really freaked me out big time, and that is one of the reasons I believe, why I somehow could not stay in a dating relationship. It might be different with you maybe, but I still do not think I love being any guy’s girlfriend exclusively.

For me, I feel that the boyfriend-girlfriend thing is just a commitment made too early. So I think that dating you would choke both you and myself, because I really cannot understand the places of the commitments you’d be making to me when you call me your girlfriend, and the one you’d be making to me when you decide to slip that solitaire on my left mid finger.

So I just think you should be a little careful about getting committed to me long before you are actually ready for a true commitment, because you don’t have to. I mean, if I had to be your girlfriend, and you my boyfriend, then we are trying to create a label that gives us enough room to change our minds, aka break up, right? If that be the case, then there wasn’t any basic commitment, so why create something that flimsy in the first place? Why not we take our time until we are sure we really want to be truly committed aka engaged. That way we’d be sure and ready with no nagging flimsy commitment that can be tossed to the garbage anytime. I am saying this because I have found out over the years that for some reason, I am a big professional at disposing ‘boyfriends’ and feeling sorry for them latter, yet I’d feel too happy to be free of them to even entertain any touchy feely talk from them, no matter how sorry I feel for breaking up with them for apparently no ‘good’ reasons.

Moreover, if we can change our minds latter, why create in the first place, a relationship scenario that doesn’t give us enough license to be as ‘special’ as we want to, to as many people as we fancied, without feeling like we owe each other any lame loyalty. I am sorry to be calling such loyalty lame, but what can I say when the commitment was created by some flimsy promise?

Also, I don’t want you to put yourself in any situation where I’d be mounting pressure on you without even knowing it myself. Take for instance that you commit yourself to me with the flimsy boyfriend promise, and somehow you weren’t ready to walk me down the aisle yet, and for some reason, I find myself being pressured by a ticking biological clock, or by my well-meaning family, or even by some rebellious hormones; do you think it would be fair and unselfish, if I started using the energy from my pressures, to make up stories like a lot of good girls do, about ‘ the suitors’ that asked for their hand in marriage, only in their head, and should in case there was a real suitor actually, I start to magnify and amplify it till you become really PRESSURED! Even if you say that you don’t mind, well I do mind, because I really do MIND!

Again, even if I were so controlled as to not bother you with those manipulative fictions, I’d really not want you to feel obligated to marry me. I’d hate it a lot! I’d not like it, if you are 100% percent sure that I’d give you a ‘YES’ when you came proposing. I’d detest it, if you didn’t even realize that when you asked me to marry you, you were subconsciously thinking that you were either doing me a favor or even rewarding me for being a good and patient ‘waitress’. I’d also hate it, if you thought that I was anticipating your ‘solitaire’. Listen I would never like it if you are not 85% or less sure that I’d say ‘YES’ to you, okay?

I want you to be free to be ‘special’ with all your sisters as much as you want to, the same way that I’d love to be free from you feeling like I am yours because of a mere flimsy promise.

God knows that I have a lot of brothers that I fancy more than a lot, but I know that as forever as you remain Spirit living, I’d never flirt with any one of them. I’d enjoy their giftings, and friends just as I’d enjoy every bit of you.

Listen, I know I couldn’t ever be able to get enough of you, but I still wouldn’t want you to be certain about my reply to you. You know, I have observed that such certainties have robbed myriads of noble men of their proposal courtesy and manners at the very point where they were proposing to the very woman of their dreams. So sad.

Your own Very,

Woman.

EVERYDAYJESUS is more than a chocolate-box love story! (An update).

January 29, 2017January 24, 20171 Comment

What if it is not too late to love? What if finding happiness is more real than ideal? What if love and happiness is for now? What if you are not too old to change? What if you have a clean and fresh slate now to rewrite your story? What if God asks you to make your first ever wish now? What would that be, what would you want?

I would want a perfect smoothie blend of love and happiness and happiness over and over again. Listen, I would let God know how much I believe in finding love, happiness and my utopia before I die. I’ll let Him know too that for me, peace and serenity is not just a promise fulfilled only in a fairy nice chocolate box love story written by my ever fantasizing mind. I know that I am a product of my mind, and that my mind is the product of my experiences good and bad, and of my environment too.

I am the woman I am today because of all that my mind has picked up until today.

In other words, issues ranging from my choice of a pair of slippers, lipstick and beauty regimen to how I respond to a crisis, be it in a relationship or in sickness is within me and not without me. So if I am not happy about the woman I have become today, then I don’t have to change nothing but my mind. I simply have to renew my mind by reconditioning it with the right experience, and with the right environment, that way my mind changes, and if my mind changes, I am changed, and if I am changed, then I’d be happy. If I am not happy about my natural inclinations, my usual responses, my most normal choices, and even the outcomes of them, I know that I need not play the blame game but spend my time getting the right experience and of course the right environment. And if you ask me what those are I’d say Love is. See, I believe in love. I believe in finding happiness. I believe in the dream of a woman… to be found out by her man.

I had always been in that place where a woman just dreams. I had dreamt severally about this imaginary man who would make me his woman and treat me like his queen. I was far from being perfect but I had my little long list. I needed a strong man and a real man to protect me, someone who would be faithful to me, and an able shoulder to cry on. I wanted my man to be someone who would just listen and comfort me, a man who would be a friend, a big brother I never had and the father I lost early. I needed a man who could and would provide all my needs and still consider my wants, a man who would just love me with or without makeups – I love looking good anyways. And of course I wanted a man who would be a gentleman for me and still not let me push him around. I wanted him handsome. He had to have a good sense of humor and an intelligence quotient that I could never match. My man had to be a very romantic lover whose words and kind gestures would make me tear up. I craved for a man whose gaze would be lovingly unbearable and who I know would enjoy watching me sleep. I wanted a soul mate. I longed for this man to come quickly, notice me as love stories go and take me along with him. Like the woman at the well I went from man to man hoping to find my man. Something seemed to be missing – I was never satisfied. None ever fit me like lock and key. I always left these men unsatisfied – I couldn’t really afford to be unhappy. The gap in my heart needed to be filled. I was that doughnut with a hole, I was thirsty.

At a point I thought I was asking for too much wanting all I wanted but thank God a man filled that void. When I wallowed in the emptiness within me, when my soul wasted away, I found love. I found love when I least expected to. I found love when I didn’t know He had always been there. I felt I had waited for too long not knowing that He was the one who had done all the waiting. He had wooed me on several occasions but I never took note of Him – oh how enduring is the love of my Galilean lover. I heard His lines but I never seemed to get it. “BELIEVE AND RECEIVE” He said, and when I accepted His proposal I came alive. Like the woman at the well, He knew me too well. He knew and saw all that I ever did yet He loved me. My Galilean lover is everything I ever craved in a man. His muscles were toned from carpentry, and His Words sharp enough to chase my accusers. He wrapped me in His love and I fear nothing. He is that gentleman who still never changes His mind.

He is Meekness and Majesty, Manhood and Deity, aka Velvet and Steel. You may argue any case with Him but be sure that He cannot be trapped by logic – He is Philosophy and Logic. Oh He is so romantic, His style of proposal top notch. His life the diamond ring – very costly and guess what He never sleeps, He never slumbers because He loves to watch me sleep. He is that perfect man for the perfect me – at least He said, and that is final! In His love letter, He told me that I am His righteousness and He is my right standing. I don’t have to impress Him – He loves me! Death cannot do us part because we live forever. With my Yeshua, I am never jealous or insecure because He is too intoxicated to dump me – besides He says “I will never leave you or abandon you”.

So for that reason, I am here to share my man.

“But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, to those who believe in His name: who were born, not of blood, nor of the will of man, but of God.” -John 1:12-13.

“But whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst. But the water that I shall give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up into eternal Life.” -John 4:14.

On the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out saying “If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me and drink. “He who believes in Me as the Scriptures has said, out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’’ -John 7: 37- 38.

By Favouromeje, 2016.

EVERYDAYJESUS’ solitude (an update)!

January 28, 2017January 24, 2017Leave a comment

The more time that I spend with a person, the more I talk like the person, if I agree and love this friend, I almost become like him or her. Friends influence each other. When I gist with my friends, listen to them talk, mix my ideas with theirs (if I admire these friends), I find myself using their words. I have been influenced by my friends in the past and even now. In the process, I picked up words like ‘scraggy’, ‘most def’, ‘no p’ and ‘oh my Gooid’ from a friend. And those phrases and words are still with me even when I am no longer close with this friend. Right now, I find myself sounding like one guy who is beginning to be my favorite guy, lol. I desire to be like Jesus. I love the Trinity and the most desired thing is that I be like Jesus, to be one with Him. Well that used to be my spiritual life project but right now, my Bible has made me to understand that I am just like Him in my spirit in both size and stature. I am begotten of the Father too by His Spirit, having the same rights, realities, inheritance, authority, rule, dominion as Jesus who is the prototype, aka first born from the dead. So, I am no longer pursuing ‘being like Jesus Project’ because I am like Him in my Spirit. Nevertheless, my mind can get in the way in letting me live out my spiritual realities. So If I spend more time with the Lord (consciously make a routine and habit of studying the Bible for myself and spending some time in praying in the Spirit a.k.a praying in tongues), then I don’t merely stand the chance of being like Jesus but I am going to live out the ‘Spirit of Jesus reality’ in me because I am constantly retreating to let my spirit which is already one with the Spirit to have ascendancy over my weak mind: weak because the physical realm i.e. my environment and senses tries to spoil my mind over time. Whenever I spend more time with people and friends, it could be that I am spending less time with God or let’s say, with myself. The implication would be that I would be more attuned to the sense realm because it is my mind that I have used most of the time to pilot conversations, receiving and giving vibes. I love my friends but if we’re not studying the Bible, praying in the Spirit and Prophesying in solitude or even as friends often, then we might find ourselves doing and saying things like mere men, i.e. non mutants who have active minds and dead spirits. C’mon we are living spirits because we have eternal life so we gats to retreat, (I wish you could see the face I am making right now, lol)!

The Lord begot me to be like Him – Like Jesus. While I am spending some time with Him, I am discovering the beauty of His person. My Jesus is holy, compassionate, passionate, and without sin. My Jesus is bold; He knew who He was while on earth. He is merciful, kind and loving. He is gentle and patient; He puts up with my childishness and mistakes. There is something about Him. His words are gracious; they do not hurt or tear down. They build up. He never gets angry; His temper is checked. He tells people the truth but when they resist the truth, He just lets them be. My Jesus has authority and power. Demons tremble at His presence and He rules over them. He is only harsh to evil spirits and not to human beings. My Jesus enjoys the secret place a lot; He retires to a solitary place to commune with our Father. I could never forget the gentleness of the voice of my Jesus. I could never forget those times He made me shed sweet tears by saying very sweet things to me. I could never forget the sound of His sweet voice to my heart – that very gentle voice. I remember that day I was starving of His Word yet could not feed, funny right? He spoke to me in what seemed like a trance or sleep (I cannot tell) that I had not eaten and that I should eat – I sure was famished. Unbelief and doubt was having a better part of me that I was too weak to even eat of His bread – Thank God I am feeding and alive and could never be robbed by the devil again. I could never forget that day. He always hears me and listens to me. Some time ago, I was so broke yet I ordered some books by faith telling the seller that my father was behind my order and would send the money to me. The books arrived but the money hadn’t come. I was getting uneasy but I still believed God for a miracle. No money came. I told Him to prove to me that I was really His child who was confidently depending on Him and that I was giving Him some days to do that or I would fend for myself. He ignored both I and my threat. I went to church one of those days after the time that I gave Him elapsed and I wept the whole time. While coming home I told Him amidst tears that I was very sad and hurt and that He had refused to wipe my tears. I told Him to wipe my tears and He heard me. Instantly the tears dried up and I could not cry again even when I wanted to. I could go on and on to recount how he takes note of me. I wonder how He listens to everybody’s prayers all at the same time. He is inexhaustible.

My Jesus is mysterious, He always spoke in parables. The kingdom of God was His message. He is love personified; love sent Him to the cross. You could always see wisdom, authority and charisma in His teachings.

And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what that good and perfect will of God is. – Romans 12: 2(NKJV).

For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, that He might be the firstborn among many brethren. – Romans 8: 29(NKJV).

You were taught, with regard to your former ways of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires; to be made new in the attitude of your minds; and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness. – Ephesians 4: 22-24. (NIV).

By Favouromeje, 2016.

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

January 26, 2017January 24, 2017Leave a comment

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 clears contradictions! (A review)

January 11, 2017January 10, 20171 Comment

Let’s study a bit

Take what we have known and put them in perspective of the whole bible and see what we find…

Let’s start from the beginning.

And when I say ‘beginning’ I mean Genesis.

Let’s start from ‘Moses’

There are thoughts which should have come to your mind if you read the bible and if they haven’t, let me bring them.

Moses was born in Exodus 2.

But he wrote the book of Genesis?

You would be careful in reading the things that he wrote happened before Abraham and especially before NOAH.

Then we think most of the things he wrote were by inspiration and he wrote to his understanding… We believe Moses wrote Genesis to Deuteronomy but I saw Deuteronomy 34:5-6
5 …Moses the servant of the Lord died there in the land of Moab, according to the word of the Lord.

And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab…

Was that by inspiration too?

The only explanation is that someone else wrote that Book. But then, studies in the Old Testament show us that other parts of the Torah or Pentateuch are stylistically inconsistent. For example, have you noticed that there are two creation accounts? And they are not like the accounts of the gospels. The gospels as you know, even with differences, often say the same thing. So while in Mark, Jesus could do no mighty works in a certain place, in Matthew Jesus could also do no mighty works in the same place.
But in Genesis, we see God makes male and female in Chapter 1 but makes a male alone at first in Chapter 2 before a woman. Jesus even quotes this passage Matthew 19 and Mark 10. If Moses was operating under inspiration, would the inspirer contradict himself or would Moses, writing, not notice his own inconsistencies?

Yet for me the most compelling proof against the authorship of Moses is the fact that the Pentateuch is written in Third person. Why would I refer to myself in third person when writing about myself?

Other examples can be found in Amos, Hosea and Isaiah (amongst others) of prophets whose ministry was documented by other people. It doesn’t reduce the authenticity or audacity of the books or the prophets. Ezekiel is the only Major Prophet that wrote by himself, and it can be seen in his style. He writes in first person perspective. It’s very simple.

Now, a lot of Christians believe the curse at the end of Revelation will apply to them if they dare think through scripture like this. So they’d rather let some pastor take the blame while they blindly follow him. It’s OK…

However, the curse in Revelation can only apply to the book of Revelation since the Bible was not compiled by then. With knowledge like this, we can better understand the anachronisms and variations in the Pentateuch.

In Mark 5, Jesus says Moses was talking about him; that is to say, Moses is reported as saying things which actually were about him, Jesus.

Study for yourself… Dig into the Old Testament… Because EVERDAYJESUS is our clarity too.

Review by Daniel, Achikanu (December, 2016).

EVERYDAYJESUS’ worship 1 (an update)

January 8, 2017January 9, 2017Leave a comment

Hey, I have accepted that my opinions most times are way larger than my slight form, I know but I think I can manage with them! I am sorry that I have to shock you right now with some of my most secret thoughts. It was meant to be Mon secreto, yeah, but I like sharing tho!
So listen up,
It is weird but the thing is that I don’t find dancing so hard in church to be much of a worship- at least in my mind. For me, it is a really fun thing to do, especially when I have to get past my shy demeanor to show those siting close to me, the dance step I picked up from watching a ‘top notch video’ on HipTV. Yes I watch that sometimes. It is not like showing of my lil amateur dance steps was my plan but good dearest, it is my most subconscious reality. Maybe I am the only one seeing dancing in church as just pure fun but somehow I think other people do too, maybe just a little. Have you ever been in church when the song leader is messing up with the beats, rhythms and all, and if devil happened to be kidding with the instruments at that same time, people will be like,
‘What’s all this na, what’s this guy even doing in the choir sef’,
‘Mtchw that’s why I like churches with cool music, mtchw’,
‘See how I am just snapping in and out of the ‘holy of holies’ mtchw’.
‘If I hear say I come to this church ever again, mtchw’. Lol.
Maybe I am the only one noticing it o. If you like, say that I am the only one thinking it in my head, lol, I don’t mind tho. You know, when dances really get crazy in church I really sometimes decide to not just drift in the fun but to do it consciously as though Abba Daddy is watching me dance to Him.
These days, I even prefer to be in churches where songs are purely based on what my realities are, because I am a son of God, I mean mutant! So for me, I prefer to sing and dance to songs that a non-mutant might never understand, let alone having the courage to dance to. Maybe I’ll let you in on that la’er but right now, I am just in the mood of le’ing you know that worship for me is not when I sing or dance ‘gospel’ songs but the totality of my love affair with the King of Kings. Right now, ama le’ u take a peek into my little heart of worship.
Worship is my love affair with the King of Kings. Worship is my relationship with I AM. Worship is yielding to His voice.
Worship is having my bath twice a day at least just to impress the King of Kings.
Worship is guarding my nakedness jealously for Him because my body belongs to Him.
Worship is sleeping with a big and beautiful smile because I know that He is right there watching me sleep.
Worship is using the right cosmetics and fragrance to be properly groomed for Him alone.
Worship is eating and exercising right just to keep His temple strong and fit.
Worship is taking care of my hair and skin for Him alone- He knows my every detail including the number of hairs on my head.
Worship is dressing soft, gentle and feminine; for that will give Him so much pleasure.
Worship is walking tall and gentle- I am His princess.
Worship is my chastity and purity, for His name is Jealous.
Worship is being patient with Him in my waiting just because I love Him- love is patient.
Worship is my love affair with the King of Kings.
I am confident that He is not too busy to take note of the little things I do to impress Him. He loves me and I love Him too. I know that He reads those little things that I write to Him to bring smiles to His beautiful face. I am waiting for that day I will behold His beautiful face. I know the contagious radiance of His presence. I bask in His love and presence.
“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).
And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to Him must believe that He exists and that He rewards those who earnestly seek Him.
Hebrew 11: 6. (NIV).
By Favouromeje, 2016.

TWS- SPIT THEM OUT!

December 12, 2016November 24, 2016Leave a comment

The processed information from our hearts that gets to our mouth can either be bad or good, negative or positive, destructive or constructive. I have said that whatever form they take, you need to let them out.

Someone asked: Are we supposed to utter negative things out of our mouth?

I will try to answer this question here. My answer may not be absolute, but I think it will help you.

The last episode was a bit open ended and I will take it further in this episode. If you did not read my last post, please visit my blog site to read it so you can understand the foundation that was laid for this post.

It is instructive to know that the way you let out the processed information from your heart through your mouth differs and is dependent on the nature of the processed information. The way you let out the bad differs from the way you let out the good. It is also important to note that they are all let out as WORDS. So they can be negative words, or positive words.

How do you let out negative words?

I will want to liken negative words to phlegm. Phlegm is produced when you have a bad body condition such as cold. When phlegm comes to your mouth, how do you let it out? You SPIT IT OUT! That is exactly what you do to negative words. You do not pour it on any other person neither do you pour it on yourself. When you spit it out, you cover it with positive words.

Have you ever been so angry at someone that all you feel like doing is rain curses and abuses? You have the option to spit the curses and abuses on the person or you could let the person know that you are not happy with what they did without raining curses and abuses on the person.

If you must get to the zenith of your life, you must learn how not to pour negative words on yourself or on others. And please, swallowing the negative words will not help you. They will always find their way back to your mouth and you will never know peace until you let them out.

Do not forget, the way to let out negative words is to spit them out. Do not spit it out on yourself or others, and remember to cover it with positive words.

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