Knowledge as an anklet, a jungle boot
Saves your thorn trudging soles
And lights your thistle-bush swamped soul
With glints, glimpses of rays
From the Heavens
Then faith wears
Makes you see yourself as a lion
Starving in the jungle, mocked
By an abundance that attacks your tongue
A world wrestling to claim your eyes
Faith offers you sight
Makes you lay down in green pastures
To be killed, to die, and die again
As you preach peace
In a world where wild fights
Fill the heart with joy
Chukwu Simeon Chidiebere
My name is self,
I like to introduce myself as mySELF
I can be black and I can be white,
I can be chocolate and I can be fair,
I do not know which color I am here, but the fairest of them all is myself.
I hate the sun, because I love to sleep,
I love myself, I love to just be,
I do not answer to anyone, my comfort is dare to me,
I have created my zone so I can be pleased and free.
I am lovely,
I am beautiful,
I am proud,
I am strong,
I am bold,
But I have only one problem,
I don’t understand why I have a conscience,
I don’t know why I have a me in me that is alien to me,
I don’t know why I have a me in me that is crazy to me,
You wouldn’t understand,
But Crazy Me is trying to take over the whole me,
Shoot a bullet to the north, shoot another to the south,
When would they ever meet?
Show me that line that separates good from evil, so I could dare to cross it,
I promise you, that’s all from the crazy me,
Crazy me always preaches to me,
I don’t get it,
I love me,
I love comfortable me,
I love to do as I please,
That is just natural to me,
But crazy me tells me that my comfort is evil to Him,
So why would I ever want to cross from evil to good? Who cares about Him?
I love evil,
Evil is the good for me,
Evil is what pleases me,
Everything else just irritates me,
I love it when people sing my praises to me,
I love when everyone is envious of me,
I am also famous to me,
But when I am not creating something epic about me,
I am just really thinking of me.
Myself really hates the crazy me,
To me he is the evil me,
He tells me about a God who loves me, but hates the comfortable me.
It’s His will 2000 years ago
Jesus answered this when his disciples brought him food even though He was hungry
Jesus saith unto them, My meat is to do the will of him that sent me, and to finish his work.(John4:34)
His will is far beyond our delight, our daily needs,including food.
Gods will has never changed!
It’s not the world’s economic revolution
Or political power.
If it were,Jesus would have overthrown Herod, Pilate etc
He didn’t come for their seats.
His kingdom is in the hearts of men
Hence Paul was clear when he asked that we prayed for kings and rulers
This is the focal reason
2.4 Who will have all men to be saved, and to come unto the knowledge of the truth.
All men,our friends,family,office colleagues,neighbours,etc
This should dominate our conversations
Some have said”how do I share the gospel”
I usually ask them”how do you start gists in class,office,with neighbours? ”
You know how to preach!
You aren’t just ready to!
Today,yes this day
Start a gist around and about salvation with a facebook friend, office colleague or classmate who is yet to believe!
You have a splendid day.
I call you blessed Jesus is Lord,we win!
~Pastor Segun Onayinka