A friend and I got into a friendly banter on blackberry messenger chat this morning. Had requested that she bring African salad for me to rehearsals on Saturday by 7am, to which she said impossible.

Told her there’s no such thing as impossible, and she said otherwise. As we bantered, she then stated it exists in her dictionary as it is impossible to serve the devil.

As i told her that it was a possibility but one we do not wish to attain, she then listed impossibilities: bow to the devil, road prostitution, murder. I then requested she define murder and she said taking another’s life willingly.

At this point everything had taken on a different view point for me. It was no longer about the banter, but about how I saw things. I shared murder as defined by Matthew 5:22. The question at that point to me was: whose definition are you using?

You see as children of God, we are called to live for Him, His purpose. As His ambassadors our marching orders are based on what obtains in heaven. For we are in this world but not of it. We are sons of God because we are led by the Spirit.

For who defines our words, shapes our choices, actions and invariably our lives. How we see defines how we receive and how we get. So the real question regarding my everyday seconds is an expression of whose definition I am guided by.

Today with each choice and decision you make, remember the definer determines your future.

© 22nd October, 2015

I look in Him

I pause and search

He knows it all, I am but

A growing student at His feet

Not as sure

As I was years back

As an unmoving teenager

Something surely got broken off me

Not quite sure when

But I move with a limp

The only stability I know is Him

Him who first brought order to me at age 6

I have moments

I desire to stray

But I stall…I am sure

I would not last outside Him

Needy I am

Needy for His leading

Needy for His touch

I am a prisoner of my own choosing

Perpetually given to Him

I look in because I know He is there.

I lean fully on Him,

For therein I have the capacity to stand tall

© 19th June 2015.

The sun,

The moon

Were given for time and seasons

Somewhere in the mix of things,

Time took on scary looks,

As the now spirit got fed,

Time switched from ally to the other side

Somewhere in the mix

The blessings of wait became blur

With each desire and project I wondered,

How soon would He come through?

He looks at me and says ‘wait’.

Don’t you see? I wonder,

I know you care, you daily tell me so

Everything seems to scream now is the time

I flutter, unsure yet sure

For in you is me undiluted

But the now tug

It is heavy but I pull of the ropes that laden

He made it and said it is good

So I look for the ally time

And find I have grown

The fire didn’t burn me

Neither did I choke on the tears

Right in the choice to wait

The river called peace swept over me

Washed away my fears

I don’t have the physical manifestation…yet!

But I got me,

Wholly me

Unnerved in the strangest of places

According to the now spirit

In waiting

© 19th June, 2015.

Some days

I have no wish,

I am sure it’s by faith as I,

Even I cannot place my feelings,

God has been faithful to me

Daily I see His hand,

Right from my waking, until I sleep

There’s something about His presence

I find me

Bit by bit, I pick myself up.

As always I am surprised,

Situations and circumstances

Evoke a response new to me

I look for worry,

And anxiety and find it not.

There is a calm oozing from within,

New me is being unveiled,

As I bask in His presence, I am taken

I am His

I am lost unashamedly.

Always to be found

In you, at your feet,

Clutching tightly to you

To exhale and inhale you

Is all I need.

© 19th June, 2015

Reading the verse for the day on http://www.biblegateway.com I pause to think.
God’s will is that by the way I live my life, ignorant charges and criticisms would be silenced. Thus, the way I live my life – speaks.

Daily my life is speaking. What does it say? What do my choices say? I sure do know what I desire and hope it is saying, but is the speaking of my life and my desire of its speaking in sync? I wonder, what do people hear from my life. Does it turn them towards God? Does it cause them to think deeply?

Knowing God’s will is step one, walking in the known will is step two. How can my life speak as I desire it should? I must stay at His feet, learning of Him and obeying His will. For in the place of abiding in Him, I would have a life that speaks of Him.

The verse ends by saying that I should live as a servant of God at all times. All times – whether I feel like or not, irrespective of how much I oh so want to wring the neck of someone rubbing off on me the wrong way.

So today I am reminded that my life is speaking and so is every other life here on earth.

I invite you, come join me, pause and assess – what is my life speaking? What is your life saying? Is it in harmony with what you would have it say? Most importantly is it in sync with what Got would have it say? Selah.

© 13th November, 2014

…’and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost’ Acts 2:38b

…’in whom also after that ye believed, ye were sealed with that Holy Spirit of promise.’ Ephesians 1:13b

So often I forget that the Holy Spirit is a gift from God to me. He is a token of God’s love unto me; a sure sign that I am His.

Over the years I have come to know Him as my teacher, my comforter, my guide, my seal, a foreteller and one who brings things to remembrance. Did I earn Him? No, I could never be worthy enough even if I tried. My works pale shamefully, in the light of who God is and then in His ways and workings. So no He is not a reward of anything I have done, could have done or would ever do or be able to do.

Once I believed that I am forgiven and the debt paid at Calvary, I received a gift. A gift from God, showing He meant business when He adopted me. Who else would teach me how to be blended rightly with my new family? Who else, would show me daily that I have been accepted in the beloved?

No one could but the One who knows all about the Father and Son for He is One with the,. The One with whom I have sweet fellowship always.

He is the gift of the Holy Spirit, the One with whom I have been sealed until the day of redemption.

© 11th November, 2014

Now when they saw… and perceived… they took knowledge of them, that they had been with Jesus. Acts 4:13

Sometimes I notice immediately I begin to pick up mannerisms from people. Other times it hits me after someone point it out how I now sound like so and so. Funny, in some cases I would note that I have been around them a couple of hours.

The words iron sharpenth iron and a companion of the wise, take on flesh in me. I am who I associate with in every sphere of life. I realise that truly what goes on earth is but a dim shadow of the spiritual.

I know as I continually look unto God and into His perfect word, my countenance changes and eventually I would be just as He is. Moses face glowed after 40 days and nights with Him.

In all, who we are, is refined or roughened by our associations. The very first Christians were so titled not because of who they had always been, but due who they had become. Who they had become from associating with God in biblical parlance: abiding in Him

If we say we are Christ like, what does the world see in us? Do they see His boldness? Do they see His compassion? Do they see His singleness of mind? Do our life style and choices cause men to take knowledge that we are with Jesus?
God’s standard has not changed, nor will it ever change. For by our fruits we shall be known. So let’s abide in His Word, in the place of prayer, of fasting and surrender. Not chiefly that man may see no! But that He may be glorified and exalted.

That we may live as true sons of our Father ‘Abba’

© 30th September, 2014


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