Hi there, Gods masterpiece. Hope your day is going really great. I’m sure it would get even better as we ride through this together. This particular Friday was fire – Holy fire.

Date: 6th of September, 2024.
Our able host GodzNiel introduced the Topic: TEMPLATE. And then, it rained – heavy.

The captain Godswill Ezeonyeka gathered the clouds with this:
Jesus lived life like a lesson
With skin and bones he wrote everlasting message
The 12 testified to His throne and testing
History is witness to the first God-man person

After a few minutes, the amazing Imani Nnaemeka M. came in with this piece:
The first God-man
I have contemplated not once or twice of His concept of freedom.
I consider it wise that His rhythms are unforced yet instructive for life.
I am learning to let go quicker these days, it’s vital for motion.
Death has existed for decades, yet still shocks when it stings.
A reminder of the finite state of our mortal body and time here.
A pull and quickening towards destiny for those with the template.
One that comes with intimacy and an open heart. A daily death.
I have contemplated not once or twice of His concept of freedom.
And I consider it wise that His concept is dynamic yet instructive for life.

She continued…

Template guides design but you only get to see through the colour of light shone.
What lens do you see from?
What eye are you using, the good eye or bad?
It always comes down to perspective and relativity but the heart’s intent is always laid bare,
And what it mirrors visible for all to see, open to be captured in history books by men, for men.
Let your light so shine before men, is a call to own his light in you and lit up the path for others.
Being changed into the same image from glory to glory, is an invitation for transformation.
The quality of the believer’s life is laced with an obedience that tames man’s appetite.


Almost immediately, our beloved Hannah DGinus continued the flow of blessings:
This is the template
Heal the sick
Raise the dead
Care less about diabolic schemes
Just believe

This is the template
Get deep roots
Bear God’s fruit
Bear your burden
Bear another’s burden

This is the template
Give your coat along with your shirt
Go two miles when one mile is demanded
Lend to a brother without interest
Stop looking lustfully for your own interest

This is the template
Man in God’s image and likeness
Man dominating what God created
Man hating sin and loving righteousness
Man punishing all disobedience


Then the phenomenal Ugwu David C. came in with this:
I have always known
That ” I am well able to take the city “

El Shaddai give me undivided heart
And I will be fully persuaded in your unfailing love and power.

Nothing is impossible in my clan.
Don’t you know that am from the Bloodline of Miracles Workers..

We give life to the dead
And call things that are not and they appear.

The sun ☀️ is darkness compared to the light of of my Christ.
Jesus is my king, my light and my lamb.

I am sent here to raise the dead, not to listen to mourners,
Where are the dead show me, let me show forth our signature…

Signs and wonders follows me like disciples
I and my Heavenly Father is one.

Whoooshhh. I know I’m not alone in feeling the power from these words. Hannah DGinus continued:

I am sent to raise the dead, not to listen to mourners

When will this be real in my life?
I have lost five aunties
I have lost brethren to cancer
When can I practically live this bible verse?
When can I look forward to visiting National hospital?
When will my hands touch a grave and the earth shakes?

But Christ is my template
Even if this has not come to be
I will groan until my body is a reflection of him.


Ugwu David C. flowed in immediately with this:
God of the hills,
And God of the valley.
No one knows how old you are, Ancient of days.

Your grace have crowned me envy of the world,
I am blessed in the city, blessed in the country and all over the world.

Armed by your love
I conquer tribes after tribes.
Your Name , your right arm is greatest everlasting sword⚔️

Demons scamper and beg for mercy,
But I promise them none
Praise God, the blind can see, I have brought them new eyes👀

Don’t ask why the lame are dancing,
The gospel has triumphed
Good news have conquered the city

My mother is happy,
I will eat a good meal today,
Peace envelopes my father’s heart
Joy has beautified by wife,
My siblings laughs in God’s comedy
Glory to God forever

Imani Nnaemeka M. came in hot again:
God is good
God is good

He loves me
He loves me

Words I recite when I hear he snatched another.
Death, the only victory we mourn.
Life, the ultimate triumph.
I praise God for giving us the privilege to choose our eternal state.
The gates we unlock here, make all the difference.

Then from our very own GodzNiel :
Christ is the Template
Sit truth on my plate
You are no longer tied down
Tell the church to wake now
Where are the public edges?
Who wrote your new pledges?
Esau I did hate, but Jacob is despised
The willful will not wait and pride perfumes their disguise

Christ is the template
Lord, Oil me to your taste
Fear attacks my eyes next
Jesus trimmed my excess,
and healed me of my nonsense
Anger bubbles up, when I look across my estate
Talents in the ground, demons meant to seal my fate
But the Lord popped in the dungeon,
He made clay of The Dragon
Yeshua woke me, moulded me, and it is
To meGod who said, ‘Son..

…Christ is still the template.
I am he who writes fate.
Be confident in Truth
Break the bands and come up

I have words for you to speak,
You are mine
The past was not your peak,
I am.
Patience, Love and My Words,
Take your eyes off this World.
You will die the death I choose.
You will not live on the views
Drink my blood and wash your halls
I am the Judge and I am God
Sit down now and write it out.
Cameras were once a dream
I am all you’ll ever need
Edit your fees to fit your feet
Defeat the filth with faith and prayers
Peel back the sins, repent in layers
Don’t wait or beg, I spoke and looked
Son, watch and pray, to me be hooked

Christ is still, the template
It’s folly to repent late
Christ is the template
Obedience trusts in God’s gate
Christ is the template
I just listen and paste

Imani Nnaemeka M. wasn’t stopping till she had us all in Holy flames:
Glory to God forever more
For clothing my spirit with flesh, and crowning me with the power to express His dominion here.
Glory to God forever more
For teaching my feet to dance in storms,
And songs of comfort on rainy days.
Glory to the highest!

GodzNiel came in again:
Prayer call,
I part seas and you see

Prayer call
I made fire and blue sea

Prayer call
Raise a banner and stand firm, my people

Prayer call
Allow them to hate you

No debating, or waiting, the blood is shouting
Down to crises
Drown the pisces, and burn the pieces
Throw away all the unholy practices
Species, without God, bolt their way to extinct
Shun the dark, and tell your beast to obey the King
Which is it?
Alive, we are cups of Him
Alive in Him
Besides Him is death indeed
Faith in Him
The Lord is enough for me
The great E.G.
The Template of Life and Peace

Then Imani Nnaemeka followed with this:
You are mine
The past was not your peak
I am

Peal back the sins
Repent in layers

Arrrgh!
Sweet Jesus 😌

There was no stopping at this point. Just like I said, it rained – heavy.

The passionate GodzNiel had a lot more to give :
Holy
Holy
Holy is the Lord on High
Throned
Casting crowns elder their knees.
Alone,
The Lamb of God,
The Kind of God,
Above,
The sign of days before the sun
Again,
The time before the stars were born
I said,

Holy is the Lord who teaches
His saints
Holy is the Lord who speaks
And sends
Holy is the Lord who sits
Alive
Holy is the Lord who gives
The Life

Every thing that has breath
Looks to Yahweh to have sight
Hearing Yah to know sound judgement
God created elements
From nothing to universe
Do repent, it’s exigent
Return to the template
Return to what God says

Aren’t we so blessed through this access to the throne of grace!

Hannah DGinus was not done at all:
You will die the death I choose
Hard truth!
Let’s listen and obey
The more we obey
The less we pray amiss
This is Christ’s template

With more intensity, GodzNiel had us hooked on these words:

Let us pray to awaken to the Voice of the Lord
To be clear of the cobwebs, blocking off the Word
Let us run from sin, than be destroyed because we’re bored
Be reborn in the Lord and refuse to cut the cord

Thank God for his Word
That he hasn’t washed his hands off
Thank Jesus for the blood
That the dark can’t turn the lights off

In the era to come, the walk will leave the park
We’ll face the choice to be Christ or to be Tony Stark
The Horses born of the Seals are riding in the Lands
Lord keep me under the cross, to catch blood from your Hands
To eat your broken body, and cry ‘Holy’ wholly
May I live for you, Jesus, and hallelujah boldly


Followed immediately by Imani Nnaemeka M.:
It’s funny yet comforting to know that in this Kingdom of ours we never grow to be independent.

The template is abiding
The structure is intimacy
The fuel is love

From our first declaration of acceptance to our absence in the body, we are dependent on him for every thing at every time in every way and He has promised never to leave nor forsake us.

What a love 😍
Thank you Jesus 🙌🏼

Then few minutes later, King David came in strong again with these
It is a long distance journey,
Unless you will come with me
I travel by chariots of fire 🔥

Don’t be afraid
You won’t be burnt
If you believe in this truth I tell you–
That Christ is alive.

You’ll cease to be clay
Silver and gold will envy you
You will become flames of glory.
But before we visit the angels estate
Walk on water with me.

Come,
Take my hand
It is easy.

Gods faithfulness is unfailing !

Hannah DGinus kept the flames burning with these:
We will face the choice to be Christ or Tony Stark

Iron man was hero until the world saw Christ
We were Tony Stark until we met Christ
Iron man, or should I say “we,” have become daily sacrifice
It’s a win-win
When we meet the Grand Master of Endgame

GodzNiel was not done just yet:
Jesus
Take these lungs longing for your way
Take these eyes eyeing what you say
Take these feet and fit them in the harvest
Her vest escape my eyes but not the Lord’s mesh
Animated spirit, we need reeducation
We’re your nation
Take us to where we lay down everything
No saw the demons, they only saw foolish virgins

Jesus, Son of The Abba
Only you Lord can cover your own from all the danger
Only you can whisper us warnings before the stranger

Help us choose and stand
Help us choose to stand
You are strength and wisdom
Please hold us by hand


Hannah DGinus came in again with this piece:
I get
When it is the Lord you meet
You fall as one dead
Whispers, suggestions, and soft voice becomes command
Gist becomes instruction
That sonship is responsibility
Stories are footprints, blueprints…

Few minutes later, the phenomenal ChyD came in with this:
Experience is shaped by perception.
Perception by knowledge and conviction.
You either wear God’s yoke like a badge of honor or an instrument of oppression.
If I were a blogger, I would be posting lifestyle content.
I would manny through Ice Age and with each rhema, I would turn on my ring light to spill tea.
I would be showing off muscles gotten from lifting weights of bondage and oppression;
Body toned by years of fasting and prayers
My viral video would be a challenge of 24 hours dry fasting and praying.
I’ll boast of getting fired from my job for preaching Jesus, because I have joined the Justice league.
Paul dem mandem!
I would count my self denials like I count my blessings.
And add each one to my mark of Christ
Pain is gain
And like a gym rat, I’ll continue going back to my addiction!
Christ!

And Ugwu David C. had more Marvelous words:
Thunder be quiet
Let them hear my voice.
Don’t you know beautiful ones?

El Shaddai is the Ocean Divider, he transplant nations with ease.

Like a farmer transplant a plant ☘️ he transplanted Abraham and his descendants to a better soil.

Where do desire to go?
Write it down
And make it plain
Give to me,
If you don’t have pen

You can recite it in your heart
My Father is a Spirit
He knows all things
Rejoice
It is a done deal✅

Soil flowing with milk and honey


Few minutes later, Hannah DGinus shared this:
Paul dem man dem
Paul dem mad men
I’m looking forward to this madness
Fool for Christ?
World’s foolishness
Fool for Christ?
God’s wisdom

Then Imani Nnaemeka M. put this in:

He sets me up for royal treats in the darkest storms and redeems me with the outpour of his spirit and an overdose of merriness and joy.

Surely goodness and mercy follow me forever as I am now a host of His eternal spirit and life.

Just as he gathered the clouds, he concluded with these words Godswill Ezeonyeka:

I am stone
Jesus is model
God is sculptor

All this hammering
Is proof of God’s labouring
And Jesus perfect posturing

The freestyle Friday was over but these words remain in our hearts as flames that wouldn’t quench, seeds that would bear much fruit in season and out of season. Thank you for coming all the way with me, Its always lovely when we do this together. Have a spectacular day. I’m JahzRhythm and till next time, Adios.

Authors:
Godswill Ezeonyeka
Imani Nnaemeka M.
Ugwu David C.
Hannah D’GInus
GodzNiel
ChyD