Over the years I have come to embrace the fact that I am very opinionated. More often than desired it has given the impression that I am set in my ways. Recently, I had to decide if I was a solid or fluid.

People business is business with no rules. For we all have freewill. I encountered one I had not met before. It seemed like the actions had been lifted from a movie script. At every friction encountered I touted we are colleagues, thus I won’t give a hoot seeing that I can work with anyone without liking them or ever going beyond the professional ties.

I simply thought if it’s okay to act a witch, then its okay if I respond accordingly. What I would not say with my mouth, my eyes and body screamed. Yet it had not always been so. My emotions were more shocked than hurt. Surely life isn’t this tough

Then He began speaking, I shrugged it off, call your creature to order. From drops it became a drizzle: treat people better than they deserve. I was convinced I was being forcefully conscripted into a movie and was set to resist it.

Yet my husbandman won’t leave me nor let me be. With each clip from the clipper I realised I could not be solid. Head strong was no pleasing aroma and I sure had to decide me or Him, who is my life about? Love is easy when the person acts right by whatever measurement we use. Yet love is the call even when the person stands solid.

So I am embarking on a journey to treat people better than they deserve. I have no clue how but I know God has me. The fact I am certain in my highly opinionated way that their manifestation is “ewww” does not count.

© 22nd June, 2016

In His words and wisdom
There’s safety, health and many years
Listen and obey His plea
For His principles He honours always

In His words and wisdom
There’s guidance for each day and situation
Let them lead you He says
For therein lies the protection you need

In His words and wisdom
There’s sight and light for every circumstance
Get it and guard it He advises
Then shall your path be straight and clear

In His words and wisdom
There’s all we need to know Him better
Know it and live it out always
For therein is our faith grown and His will revealed.

© 5th June 2016

He’ll show us the way He works
So we can live the way we’re made

The phrases “let God use you” and “don’t let the devil use you” are regular responses to people’s behaviour we don’t appreciate or as a warning as to their next move, where I live.

Daily there are so many things and people trying to conform me into who they think I should be. Dress this way they instruct, act like this, on a constant it seems everyone somehow thinks they have the best version of me and so work to tailor me accordingly.

I get to remind me just as often – let only God use you, no one else should get that right. The only one I should be like, is the One who shed His blood for me, adopted me and called me by His name.

So I judge myself using His word and Spirit as measuring sticks. Did I represent His blue print? Did my choice please Him? Somewhere along life journey, I realised being a clone was okay. A okay as long as I was a clone of God, I am sure willing. My willingness ensures I spend time with Him, how else can I be like Him if not by investing my time in Him. It is a constant struggle, this is not one of those patterns that flow over time, never quite understood why.

Thus, daily I drag me to Him, the more I learn the better a clone I become, the more I become who I have been created to be. In this process I understand it’s a bit by bit walk, day to day. For each pull I get to become what people think or the social media creates, I resist big time and stay in Him to whom I rise and fall.

A willing clone I pray to always be.

© 30th May, 2016.

Once I got into a heated discussion with fellow choristers in our vestry. One of us had opined that children raised right stayed right. And that even if they strayed they always come back to the right track because God’s word of train a child… when he is old he would not depart from it cannot be voided. I was of the opinion that a child raised right stayed right by God’s grace. And in some sad cases, some children never made it back home like the lost son.

So we had people pick their sides through varying opinions. Insisting that children raised right could easily stray because they had freewill is a major factor we all must acknowledge. I doubt there are any parents who raise their children thinking they just might stray.

We never shifted from our positions though we all did acquiesce that free will plays a role in a child’s life. Though we just could not understand how a child raised right got lost. Of course one may debate what we mean by raised right. For us raised right is in line with train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old he would not depart from it.

In the course of my study of Isaiah 1, it hit me suddenly that even God experienced same. God Himself, this my mind could not quite comprehend. The All knowing, All Seeing God raised children and they rebelled… how? He said, ‘I raised children (sons) and brought them up, but they have rebelled against me’

My thoughts flowed: if God’s children could do this and still do it, hian! Would I ever understand how children well raised turn out wrong? I doubt I would. Is there any sense of comfort knowing God experienced same? A little. It is a scary thought that not only is it possible for them to rebel, but scarier that some of them never turn back and die in their rebellion, just as some of God’s children did.

Does that make one less of a good parent? Thankfully it does not. For God did not cease to be God because some of His children rebelled and then some never looked back. Just as I might never understand it, so do the guilty verdict stares and glances from others on parents whose children have rebelled show the world might never understand it, they don’t need to.

I still believe good children are the working of the God, yes raising them right is key but that, even that does not keep a child good. – only a child who allows God keep Him can be kept.

© 30th May, 2016

Over the years there has been a conditioning as to what should constitute the expectations from God, what is the appropriate response and behaviour in the church. Looking back, I see many people do, we do things due to routine.

We close our eyes when we want to pray. We more often than not stand to pray. We somewhere along the way grew to believe that if we never cheat during exams we have an automatic pass, if we marry as virgins we would have problem free marriages…. Something around the path way that should we do good, then God is obligated to respond with good. In some circles the response to praise, rejoicing is shouting and clapping of hands all of the time. Have come to hear so often clap for Jesus, just immediately after prayers.

Of late I have begun to question some of these traditions. Place them against what has been written in the Bible. Who defines the appropriate and acceptable response to urges by the set man of a church gathering. Who says I must needs shout, clap to show appreciation to God. Where has it been written that because one fasts, prays so often God is obligated to do that which is sought after?

These conditioning I have come to realise may have helped to maintain certain level of order, yet they also helped to foster expectations that was never provided for in the Word. So people wake up one day, mad at God for not fulfilling a bargain He didn’t enter. To the best of their knowledge everything had been done just right as per all they had been told over the years. A tale of where the tradition makes of no effect the word of God.

So these days I challenge more, I demand more to be showed the Book, Chapter and Verse that gives credence to what I have always known and accepted as right. For the measure by which I believe, is the measure to which I encounter and experience God. It shall always be unto me according to my faith.

Who defines it? Who sets the standards? I choose these days to let God alone define it. I refuse to stay within traditions and conditioning that have become hindrances to me experiencing the manifestations I am to be walking in daily.

So to the Word and Spirit I turn always, I must needs know for myself, I must needs live fully the abundant life that has been given me. God must define it all for me. God alone sets the standard for me.

© 22nd May 2016

This is a temple
It is not my temple
I am only the door keeper
So I watch and ensure
The temple is used only as designed
For worship, worship of the owner

There are days
Days I sight visitors unwelcomed
I refuse to let them in
It’s easy, it’s tough
There is the tussle I pass through
Yet I know they can’t come in

I forgive, I let go
Negative emotions can’t gain entrance
The other door keeper I stare at
In me I mutter
I would love you because
I sure would forgive you

I am a temple
I am the door keeper
Thought His blood I choose to see
His eyes are my glasses
It’s not about me
It is all about Him = Christ Jesus

© 18th April 2016

Take up your arms and fight
Draw the battle line
Remember the violent take it by force
Everything is suspect, everyone is suspect
There are no grey areas
White or black, for me or against me

Don’t back down, don’t retreat
Victory lives at the end in sight
There is a crown to all who overcome
So I dig my heels in
I take my place, I do my bit
The battle is of the Lord
Fight I shall

© 22nd February 2016.