We present you another edition of the Christ A Poet’s Monthly E- Magazine, we discuss ‘Commitment To Process’ on this Issue . Our guest… shares her thoughts and personal insight on a purpose and surviving her own process in achieving purpose.
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You’re Blessed.
Imani Dokubo
Editor, CAP Monthly
One of the best things I have read in recent times was in Joyce Meyer’s words – “Life is in the journey, not the end”. This like many other variations of this wisdom tells us to not miss out on the beauty going on around us because we are so fixated on the goal.
Boy do I agree with this thought. However, just like every journey, sometimes you are going to look out the window and all you see is trees after trees… and then some more trees. It gets boring and soon enough sleep is the only option you are left with.
In this moment, you really need the end in focus. I think this why God is in the character of showing us a glimpse of what the end will look like, because times will come in the journey where you will question the use of the monotony you have to live with and when they do come, your eyes have to leave what is right in front of you be set on the things that are to come.
This in no wise suggests that the journey should not be enjoyed. However it should not be the focus, it should not be the inspiration. There is a point to all of this, an end, a purpose. Think about it often, plan for it and when life doesn’t make sense, remember you are on a journey to somewhere and it is worth all the trouble.
I wish you grace and strength in all you do. See you at the finish line!
– Ezeonyeka Godswill
#NowThink (2019)
For a people yet to find true purpose
For those hurting hoping to be healed
For those hurting, not hoping that they’d be healed
For anyone whose effort doesn’t work out as expected
For that someone who has accepted being unaccepted
For you that has belittled your abilities
For the me that has assumed the front seats are for the bright ones and the back seat has my name on it
The me that suffers from low self esteem
Who say that I’m not worth the life I’m living
Less of myself, less of what I had dreamt
The torment of my nightmares becoming my realities…
My dear,
It was for you that the Messiah got slapped, got mocked
Got those scars
He scars are meant to scare the scarecrows in your path
Your name was part of the names he had in mind for each whip received
You are worth fighting for
An outstanding conqueror
There! I said it!
What scales have blinded the beautiful sight of how God sees you?
What ears? Ephaphtha! Be open!
He him call your name
As a people set out to break these cycles and dominate
You are washed sparkling white with his pure blood
And as Ezekiel Azonwu once said ” Pure blood is not in vein vain”
Have this invade your mind
You are worth the fight!
Azubike Hannah
© 2019
Let me be a fool;
Lend to a friend that never refunds
With him going not a sorrowing
Break my fast at night
Sharing with a pot-bellied drunk
Without puncturing his food-filled belly
Let me be a fool;
Forgive the most heinous crimes
with no reference to ‘forgive but don’t forget’;
Unlearn the act of saying ‘No’;
Yes to my inconvenience and sufferance
If it’s in giving a helping hand
Let me be a fool;
Grow a heart so big it’s a foster home
For all religion, colour, status and age
Curl over grenades of lies, abuse and hurt
In a bid to save my home
Let me be a fool;
Be silent for the sake of peace
And Eloquent for love
End the search for purpose
And embrace love as my sole purpose
Let me be a fool;
Travel miles on foot for love
With no clue what to expect at my destination;
Still travel with a prior prophecy of doom of my trip
Let me be a fool for love
Let me live and die for love
ChyD
© 2019
You think you need something
you get it
And then you need another thing again
It goes on and on
Like a black spiral
You can’t stop
You are insatiable
You gorge, inhale, gather till your barns are overflowing
You stand, and look, and smile, with a satisfied air of pride
You acquire all your heart can think of
And then
Then….
Then…..
You feel empty again.
Your barn’s full on the outside,
But you are empty on the inside
You grope and grope
You catch nothing
You surround yourself with people
Addictions, achievements, to feel something
But
You feel even emptier
Like a far stretched desert land
Why Man, oh Why???
What’s the purpose of gathering
When it does not fill that void, that deep, dark void
WHY????
EMENIKE CHINWENDU
© 2019
I crawl, and it’s okay for me
Cause standing tall means I could fall
But then…I will be seeing better while standing
And I could take a step or two for all to see
See, Moses was my comfort zone
I stayed sure with him until he was wrong
Now he’s gone
And I need to be strong
And courageous
And bold
Because that’s what I was meant to be all along
I had been with my 100 sheep
All obedient, no strays attached
But see the wild beast came and took one
So should I go for that lost obedient one
Or stay with the 99
98, 87, 56, 4, 3, 2,1 until I realize that I washed once again, wrong
We mistake mediocrity for moderation and vice versa
We prefer to sleep all day and be obsessed because it’s easy
than to work with our bare hands and buy a new car
No new signs!
And just as water is a good servant and a wicked master so is that comfort zone of yours
For whatever stops moving, starts moving back
And the frog that gets cozy with a warming water, gets boiled in the end
So sit, then crawl, then stand and walk, then look and leap and jump, or fly and soar
Before walking to your new seat really fulfilled
Cause, our sole purpose is to leave our restful zone to our purposed zone
Which is certain to give great comfort,
And It’s cool to work within your comfort zone but know when to leave
Cause there’s more to life than just sitting
Once!
We’re desire to become bold and courageous and strong
Azubuike Chinonso
©2019
What is man’s purpose?
What should man oppose?
Failure?
See, failure has become the cheapest commodity
And most importantly man’s priority
For he often finds himself confused
And induced by the noise of the society
Now!
It’s rare to see another show a different action
Everyone walks on the same pattern
What is man’s purpose?
What should man oppose?
Success?
The tale of Hunger Games
The reality that man’s need would never be met
For as long as he breathes
He becomes addicted to selfishness
And if not careful enough
His last remembrance will be during his funeral
So What is man’s purpose?
Or What should man oppose?
The ALCHEMIST
© 2019
As I wrap this up, I want to say that the distance of your liferathon is not in the number of years you have to live, it is in the purpose you are to fulfill. One can be 80 and unfulfilled and another 45 and fulfilled. Fulfillment is not in age, but in purpose. The reason you passed the first hurdle is to fulfill purpose in order to get to the finish line of liferathon.
I knew you before I formed you in the womb; I set you apart for me before you were born; I appointed you to be a prophet to the nations
Jeremiah 1:5 (ISV)
I like to say that you do not have guarantee of long life if your purpose does not allow it. It is the time was allotted for you to fulfill purpose that determines when you get to the finish line.
I used to recite Psalm 91:16 and it used to be my best verse of that chapter. For some time now, I occasionally bring things I have believed in and held tenaciously over the years to a proofing table. One of the things I discovered about that verse was that it was an effect of a cause. I had to trace the cause back to verse 14. I then realized that I have no right to long life if I am not focused on my purpose.
Your purpose defines your finish line. During REHAB, your purpose is made clear to you. You receive the vision you are to run with. The essence of REHAB is not just to empower you to run, but to remind you that your life must count for something. So when you get to your finish line, you can then declare like Apostle Paul:
I have fought the good fight. I have completed the race. I have kept the faith
2 Timothy 4:7 (ISV)
When you come to the point where you have completed your assignment on earth, that is your finish line.
Stay blessed and a Happy November to you.
#REHAB
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