Friday 25 December 2015

Musing: Isn't there more to Christmas?


So my antagonistic + nerdy friend (who will so finish me after reading this), in a very recent conversation asked this question. It got me writing...

Isn't there more to Christmas?
More to it than chiming bells,
Stockings hung, turkeys and mistletoe.
Snow bathed trees, Harmathan and dusty decors.

Isn't there more to Christmas?
more to it than the yearly tradition
Same slow sacred hymns
nativity scenes and a child with the halo

So what's more to Christmas?
what's more than the Spirit of love
and true cheer with friends and family
What's more than spreading word of the Savior's birth
in a weary world, with sin and error pinning

So what's more to Christmas?
What's more than Holidays and family time
Time when everyone comes home
with all this cheer, no one is alone
Is there more to love?

I'd say there isn't - Love is all.
There's not one like that
one shiny star seen from near and far.
He just makes it new
and so it evolves yearly.

Wednesday 23 December 2015

Playlist: Yuletide hymns.


My love for hymns, poetic songs and of course, carols have not diminished one bit, as a matter of fact, it is in top gear this season. And i would sing a Christmas hymn, instead of a contemporary Christmas song.


What I like most about carols is not just the lovely tunes, but even more importantly, the poetic and sacred lyrics that warms the heart about the saviour's love.


Let's note that not all carols are popular in this side of the world, but let me share 5 of my favourite Yuletide hymns with you.


5. O come O come Emmanuel.


I LOVE verse 3 that says: O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer our spirits by Thine advent here. Disperse the gloomy clouds of night. And death's dark shadows put to flight. Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel. Shall come to thee, O Israel.


So I love this Verse, and I sing it over and over again like I don't need the next! This Hymn calls Him "Emmanuel", "Rod of Jesse", "Day-Spring", "Key of David" and "Lord 'of Might".

4. Oh! Holy night


Every mezzo wants to sing Mariah Carey's version, but as a hymn they ignore the sacred words it carries. All these verses hold serene words brimming with depths. A vivid insight into that night, the night Christ was born. 


Take your time, sing, and Selah... Back to Bethlehem.

3. Little Drummer Boy


So this hymn that sings a story of a little boy who has no gift to bring save his little drum playing pa rum pum pum pum. So Mary nodded, the ox and lamb kept time while he played his best. Until he smiled at him. hahaha.. This upbeat hymn I like to sing, even post Christmas. And trust me Mandisa's version is not keeping my calm.


2. Hark the Herald Angel Sings


To me, this hymn has 5 verses, and that's because I sing the third verse 3 times. Help your soul and do same. The words are everything.


1. Silent Night



As old as 1816, the "stille nacht" as fresh on our lips and in our hearts as ever, like it's newly written. 
These words i hold dear: Son of God, love's pure lightradiant beams from thy holy face with the dawn of redeeming grace...wondrous star, lend thy light; with the angels let us sing, Alleluia to our King... 

My soul is full already. Christ is indeed beautiful. He makes the finest songs ever  sung. Try having a personal hymn time and selah, worship. You'll see...please share your experiences if you so please.

Oh! and last year, i shared a Christmas playlist, here.

Blessings! & Merry Christmas!

Tuesday 22 December 2015

A Glorious Tale


A GLORIOUS TALE
        
Scorners will keep jeering
Winners will keep cheering
As glory keeps steering 
In the heart of those awaiting His appearing

He didn’t come for shame
Neither did He for fame
But for His reign and love He came
All glory be to His name

There is nothing free under the sun
He even paid the price with His son
His only son, not two but one
I’m not making fun, let sinners turn to Him

Wise men wondered as they wandered
As they pondered on who or what He may be
Herod’s blunder couldn’t temper with His majesty
He’s alive till eternity

From inn to inn they journeyed
Through ails and travail
Wise men sheepishly trailing the star
As they earnestly sought the Morning Star

Could He have been born in a manger?
The star, their pager gave its answer
As it stood still over the roof of its maker
They approached His place to pay homage

The stench and bleats of sheep, mhe mhe
His cry of joy loudly heard whe, whe
Hearts lift as they affirmed His existence
In turns they bowed with gold, myrrh and frankincense

Hark of herald angels sing!
No more silent night!
Come all ye faithful!
Joy to the world for His birth! 

Hosanna in the highest
Of those ever born, He is the greatest
Our king and saviour is born, the fairest
All hail King Jesus

The king of Kings
Lord of all Lords
He is not just a man
He is the Lord of all

~ The iPen'13

Friday 27 November 2015

Soaking: Mighty breath of God.


Brand New from Delani & EHC Abuja, "Mighty Breath of God" a spontaneous worship song gotten after an intense soaking session.

I remember this moment, as the Spirit of God blew over Our City, our Nation, our Land...Sweeping out ill debris, bring to life all that is GOOD..

Follow the link to download http://bit.ly/1jcxGrp as we blow the breath of God over our city and nation

Shared from Firm Foundation Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/firmfoundationintl/

Blessings!

Sunday 15 November 2015

Article: Anointing and Artistry


Our God is an amazing Creator. Not only did He make the heavens and the earth—everything that is seen and unseen—but He also instilled these creative abilities in us.

Like our Father, we get excited when we get to be creative. From the two-year-old with a chubby red crayon in front of a bright white wall to the twenty-two-year-old student with reams of fabric and several colorful sketches, to the person at the potter’s wheel, to the mom stippling paint onto the canvas—our ability to create comes from Almighty God.

Stories, inventions, sonnets, symphonies, screenplays, furniture, and even jewelry are inspired by the One with all inspiration. Like our Father, we are able to take what was once an idea and bring it into reality.

Not only did God give us the desire and ability to create, but He has blessed it. The One who gives all good gifts is also the One who inspires, enables, and blesses the work of our hands.

“And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands for us; yes, establish the work of our hands.” (Ps. 90:17)

Our ability to create is not just an additional aspect of who we are, but an attribute the Lord gives for us to use and show forth His glory. One clear example from the Bible is recorded in Exodus. After the Israelites left Egypt, God spoke to Moses in extreme detail about His desire for His tabernacle. Not only did God know how He desired the tabernacle to look, but He knew the exact people He had given the skill to in order to complete the project.

“Then the Lord spoke to Moses, saying:  ‘See, I have called by name Bezalel the son of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah. And I have filled him with the Spirit of God, in wisdom, in understanding, in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship, to design artistic works, to work in gold, in silver, in bronze, in cutting jewels for setting, in carving wood, and to work in all manner of workmanship. And I, indeed I, have appointed with him Aholiab the son of Ahisamach, of the tribe of Dan; and I have put wisdom in the hearts of all the gifted artisans, that they may make all that I have commanded you.’” (Ex. 31:1–6)

God thinks highly of those with artistic gifts. He didn’t give us creative talent as an arbitrary addition to our lives. The Lord, who could have blessed us with any myriad of talents, specifically chose the talents and skills we have in order to build His kingdom, bring enjoyment to our lives, and glorify Himself.

Unfortunately, out of fear, we sometimes keep our creative talents hidden or share them with only a select few people. This is understandable. In our society, many creative people can have talent, a unique perspective, finely-honed skill, and something worth saying, but they encounter a constant barrage of criticism and negative feedback, which makes the idea of creating and sharing their personal work seem daunting.

However, the One who has the first and last word in our lives, the One who gifted us with creative talent, is the One whose opinion matters the most. His gift may not result in fame, fortune, or man’s approval, but we can rest assured that He wants His creative children to enjoy the gifts He’s given them and truly be successful. In fact, our Father wants us to be successful more than we want success.

It may take some time to remove the discouragement of negative voices and be renewed by the truth the Lord speaks over His children, but this can be done by looking to Him and standing on His Word. When we pursue God’s definition of success, we can encounter moments of applause or rejection without falling into into either pride or grief, because we know our true identity is found in Him alone.

Focus on the Lord

In Genesis 1, we see how God made beautiful things that speak of His character, nature, and capabilities. The Creator knows why He created you, and what books, recipes, song, or drawings you need to produce. He knows what you’re made to do and accomplish in this lifetime. He has an unlimited number of ideas He can put at your disposal. When we take the time to sit and meditate on truth, read His Word, and learn more about who He is, we are able to accurately reflect upon our Father, thus gaining insight and understanding. He is our unending inspiration.

Stand on Truth

Comparison can be a hindrance for many people. The accuser hurls doubt, fear, and lies to bring about discouragement related to a person’s God-given ability and talent. In those times, it’s important to believe the truth that God speaks. Our good Father gives us good ideas, good talents, and good skills. He doesn’t bless us with gifts in order to bring unnecessary challenges into our lives, nor does He want to leave us in a state of discouragement and confusion over our purpose. He has a place for each specific gift to fit into the body of believers. Every gift is an asset that will lead to Him receiving glory.

Article By iHOPKC 
photo Credit: iHOPKC

Sunday 1 November 2015

Musing: Fresh Start!


Leaf through
Till a blank page
One on which you can
Write your own text


Could be a sequel
Perhaps a totally new chapter
Or a different Story
Good news is: it's a fresh Start

                                                       Selah.


So wear the new robe called change
Designed with different colours
One that fits in all sizes.


Wake up to a new dawning
On this path you can walk your own footing
Forgetting the cause you are dreading
The fear of the other side, Or memories haunting
But bless the heavens, it's a fresh start.

                                                     Selah.


Walking down the path of recovery, 
we stumble on flashes that hoist 
revelations of a troubled yesterday


Not to wallow in ill experiences 
Nor muse on wishful scenarios
"Here" is right where you are supposed to be

                                                       Selah.


Love's many graces are new!
Today, we run faster
stretch out our arms farther
Soar high, mingle with the eagles
Alas! it's a fresh start.
 
This Day the Lord has made,
 He made it for me
The gate pass to a Fresh Start.

                                                       Selah
                                         

Monday 10 August 2015

Plead the promises.


Say it!
Plead the promises
Believe it
And keep pleading
Keep at sight, believe still
Until you obtain it's fulfilment
Never settle for the other
Do not fight the contrary
Keep the positive alive
Here, it's good all the way
We let no room for the other
keep no space for her thoughts
Let alone her woes to ponder

Speak life!
And that alone
Here, we don't address the woes
It is but an unnecessary acknowledgement
No good decree will ever fade
Even in a thousand generation
The other is but for a while,
To steal and bring vile

Behold glee!
When our minds
Keep the good at sight.
On and on,
Doggedly good
Until we see beauty in our rags
Joy in our tears
Even life in death
Don't ask me how and why
Let's just leave it at good
Have a good day!

Monday 3 August 2015

Come glean promises

    Let me go to the field and glean among the ears of grain. Ruth 2:2

Downcast and troubled Christian, come and glean today in the broad field of promise. Here is an abundance of precious promises, which meet your needs exactly. Take this one: "A bruised reed he will not break, and a faintly burning wick he will not quench."1 Is that not helpful to you? A reed, helpless, insignificant, and weak, a bruised reed, out of which no music can come, weaker than weakness itself-yet He will not break you, but on the contrary, will restore and strengthen you.

You are like the smoking wick: No light, no warmth, can come from you, but He will not extinguish you; He will blow with His sweet breath of mercy until He fans you into a flame. Would you glean another ear? "Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."2 What gentle words! Your heart is tender, and the Master knows it, and therefore He speaks so softly to you. Will you not obey Him and come to Him even now? Take another ear of corn: "Fear not, you worm Jacob, you men of Israel! I am the one who helps you, declares the LORD; your Redeemer is the Holy One of Israel."3 How can you fear with such a wonderful assurance as this?

You may gather ten thousand golden ears such as this: "I have blotted out your transgressions like a cloud and your sins like mist."4 Or this: "Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool."5 Or this: "The Spirit and the Bride say, Come. And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who desires take the water of life without price."6 Our Master's field is very rich, as you can see. Plenty of promises lie before you, believer! Gather them up, make them your own, for Jesus wants you to have them. Do not be afraid; only believe! Grasp these sweet promises, thresh them out by meditation, and feed on them with joy.


truthforlife.org  

     

Monday 22 June 2015

LYRICS: Song For Dad


Never would a day go by
when I won’t say thank You Daddy
you are all I hope to be
thought me how to watch and pray
in you is the seat of wisdom,
pride, hope, integrity

And You taught me how to love
taught me How to pray
taught me how to Live.

                        You are my Hero (na na na na na na)
                        You are my Backbone (na na na na na na)
                        You’re the strength I hold on to (na na na na na na)
                        And I love you so much (na na na na na na)

Symbol of strength you are
you inspire who I’d be
to make You proud I can, I will
that be my one desire

And you nurtured all my strength
ridding all my flaws
just bring out the best in me
                       
                        You are my Hero (na na na na na na)
                        You are my Backbone (na na na na na na)
                        You’re the strength I hold on to (na na na na na na)
                        And I love you so much (na na na na na na)

No matter how old I be
I would always be the one you love
the one you would cuddle to sleep
No matter how old You be
You will always be the one I love
the one I look up to in life.

                        You are my Hero (Hero...)
                        You are my Backbone (Backbone...)
                        You’re the strength I hold on to (Hero...)
                        And I love you so much 

Thank you for loving me
thank you for giving me all you are…


Sunday 21 June 2015

POEM: Song For Dad



Father my source of identity
Cover of protection, Hand of provision
Is he the Song of Hope to lull on the bed of rue
or the voice of courage that says ‘’get up and move on’’ in the tub of wallow
Father, a plough bearing seeds of growth.

                     
                      Symbol of strength you are
                      Eyes for foresight beckoning caution
                      A Child’s first Hero; winning all evenings
                      The crown headed on Mother


When it’s all cool and dandy
Or in times of perplexity and choke
when the rod of discipline
and inculcation throws me off balance
from the same place is a voice to comfort and guide
Father, how mystical I find the role you play.
                       
                          
                        You run town when others run from town
                        Your name reigns through gates and clans
                         Father, father on whose back I see farther
                         Who can be Mother without a man


Whether you choose to
Or nature bestows you this grace,
the part of a Father is the role 
of a human god
with strength and rigour
on whose back I behold the view from the top
taking  me over every hurdle that once brought you down
and when babe says ‘’how did you get so charming’’?
I’d say: ‘’Daddy made me’’


Download Song For Dad (Radio single)






Friday 19 June 2015

Song For Dad (Radio Single).


A New Radio Single premières today.

SONG FOR DAD is a song that unravels the depths in the relationship between a child and his/her Dad. It shows the role of a father as a child's source of identity. I've come to realise that by default or not, we turn out to be just like or better than our Dads.

I hope you like it...and while you Listen, take time out to send a message of appreciation to Your dad this Father's Day.

Blessings!

Find Link below:
Download Song For Dad

Song written and recorded by: 'Delani
Produced by Ezone

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Wednesday 17 June 2015

Where I belong


So, i was super excited when Cory Asbury joined the Bethel Music team just recently, i loved him and his heart of worship from iHOP-KC. Cory has this deep relationship with God, and translates his encounter in the finest lyrics to sing.

One of his songs 'where i belong' ministers to me, and alot. He shared his song story with the Bethel team, and recorded an acoustic version at the Bethel Music studio.

Find below.

Blessings!

The song “Where I Belong” was birthed out of a time of spontaneous worship during a worship set at IHOP-KC. During this set, my team and I were singing and studying Psalm 84, a psalm of the sons of Korah centered on their desire for God’s presence.
 How beautiful are the places where You live, O Lord of all! My soul wants and even becomes weak from wanting to be in the house of the Lord. My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God. -Psalm 84:1-2
This psalm speaks of God’s “dwelling place” or the “courts of the Lord.” As we were singing about wanting to be with Him where He is, the Lord began to speak to my wife, Anna, about finding belonging and acceptance in His presence. As she was struck with this revelation she began to sing the chorus “I’ve finally found where I belong…in Your presence…to be with You”. There was a tangible tenderness in the room as she sang this truth and I noticed many people really being touched by the Lord in this moment.As we continued to sing the chorus, the Lord started speaking to me that just as we enjoy His presence and long for His presence, He enjoys us and takes delight in us. It was this truth that sparked the chorus “I am my Beloved’s and He is mine, so come into Your garden and take delight in me.” I was blown away by the fact that God could delight in me despite my weakness and failure. His love and affection washed over us that evening in a really unique way that I will never forget. We sang those choruses for weeks and weeks before I crafted them into a song. As a worshipper and songwriter, I am deeply thankful for prophetic moments such as this.


*culled from Bethel Music Blog

Monday 15 June 2015

#JoyInHope: Truth For Life Devotional

And Sarah said, "God has made laughter for me; everyone who hears will laugh over me."
Genesis 21:6
It was far above the power of nature, and even contrary to its laws, that the aged Sarah should be honored with a son; and even so it is beyond all ordinary rules that I, a poor, helpless, undone sinner, should find grace to carry in my soul the indwelling Spirit of the Lord Jesus. I, who once despaired, as well I might, for my nature was as dry and withered and barren and accursed as a howling wilderness, even I have been made to bring forth fruit unto holiness. Well may my mouth be filled with joyous laughter, because of the singular, surprising grace that I have received from the Lord, for I have found Jesus, the promised seed, and He is mine forever. Today I will sing psalms of triumph to the Lord who has remembered my low estate, for "my heart exults in the LORD; my strength is exalted in the LORD. My mouth derides my enemies, because I rejoice in your salvation."1
My desire is that all those who hear of my great deliverance from hell and my most blessed visitation from heaven will laugh for joy with me. I want to surprise my family with my abundant peace; I want to delight my friends with my ever-increasing happiness; I want to edify the church with my grateful confessions, and even impress the world with the cheerfulness of my daily conversation.
Bunyan tells us that Mercy laughed in her sleep, and no wonder when she dreamed of Jesus; my joy should not be less than hers while Christ is the theme of my daily thoughts. The Lord Jesus is a deep sea of joy: My soul shall dive in and shall be swallowed up in the delights of His company. Sarah looked on Isaac and laughed without restraint, and all her friends laughed with her. And you, my soul, look on Jesus, and invite heaven and earth to unite in your unspeakable joy.
1 Samuel 2:1truthforlife.org

Friday 12 June 2015

d Psalmist sings for Dad...anticipate!


It's father's day, soon. So, i decided to record one of my songs. This was written sometimes last year. Precisely Father's Day, Last year.

Inspired by Men who have played the fatherly role in My life. From my Biological Dad to Spiritual Parents, this songs is dedicated to all Fathers...i hope you like it.

Slated to be out THIS FATHER'S DAY!

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Blessings.

Friday 1 May 2015

Amy's story + song: You are faithful, Sovereign God.


Trials are bound to come but like they come, they go. Recently, I've had friends, family, worship leaders go through some really though time. I feel honored they share with me. Quite a number of them though, it was almost looking like a season of trials. I have been faced with some myself, as a matter of fact, i just pulled through a recent trouble (ergo, my previous post), but this story and song i'm about to share carries a message of HOPE. I like to think no testimony is bigger than the other - they all show the Mighty hand of the Sovereign God.

This story got me teary and smiley as i soaked in the spontaneous song the story birthed. GOD IS INDEED FAITHFUL!!!

I hope you find Joy in hope from this story:

My husband Jason and I have been married for 13 1/2 years. We’ve been incredibly blessed to have a marriage full of adventure as we’ve pursued God’s best for us. Along the way, we’ve had challenges (and lots of learning opportunities) and have grown closer at every turn. 
Even though we longed and tried to get pregnant, it was just not happening. This turned into a long, almost decade-long, journey for us, pursuing natural means of fertility, physical checkups, and waiting. As we waited, I had a discussion with my chiropractor, who suggested that a severe car accident I had when I was 26 may be a contributing to factor to the difficulties we were having conceiving. So, we prayed about pursuing more intensive fertility treatments, but our insurance would not cover this and the cost felt unreachable. I began to wonder if I’d ever get to experience motherhood through pregnancy, and my heart grieved for my husband, who longed to be a father.
During this process the Lord would remind us of the legacy He had in store for our family. We would stand in church every time there was prayer for those that longed to have kids. Friends would gather with us privately and pray over us and declare God’s faithfulness. Over the years these powerful words and prayers seemed to grow almost painful as they were left unfulfilled.
 
But amidst this pain, each one was covered in hope and promise, and I tucked these words deep in my heart.  
We feel adoption is one of the most beautiful examples of the gospel– giving the orphan a home. So we pursued foster care and private adoption. We learned so much about the need for adoptive parents to bring kids out of tough situations, and I grew more and more excited at the opportunity to welcome a child into our family. In late 2014, we were finalizing our adoption paperwork and had raised over $6500 to pay for the initial steps of private adoption with the help and support of friends and family. We scheduled our final home inspection and interview with the state in January of 2015. 
Two weeks after our final interview with the state, I realized I needed to take a pregnancy test. Every sign pointed to the potential of pregnancy, but I couldn’t let my heart go there one more time for the fear of disappointment. I reluctantly went to the store, and when the pregnancy test showed “positive” I stood in shock. I let out a scream that made Jason come running to my side. We sat with that positive pregnancy test on the edge of our bed and wept together with joy. It was unbelievable. The feeling of a promise fulfilled that we’d almost let go of. 
 At times it felt we had let go and God was the One still holding on. In a moment, everything changed, and it was totally unexpected. 

Today, we are in a season of feeling completely empowered to give hope to those in waiting. We are so inspired to encourage the broken hearted that, in a moment, it can all change! I fully believe that choosing thankfulness along the way, celebrating the victories of those around you, and remaining faithful in the midst of it all will plant seeds– and while they may take time to grow, their fruit will come in season. It may not always look exactly the way we plan in our minds, but oh, how sweet that fruit is when it becomes ripe in the right timing! 
Each moment of this pregnancy is beautiful and full of joy, and this little girl on the way has prophetic words spoken, journals written, and now songs sung in expectation of her arrival. What a legacy she already has. Though there was pain in the night, joy arrived in the morning. And it is a joy that is far deeper, sweeter and richer than I ever dreamed imaginable! She is, and will always be, an undeniable sign of the faithfulness of God in our lives.
This song is birthed from that place of expectation, but also from a place of seeing promises fulfilled right before me as this child grows every day. His love can move mountains. In my life I’ve seen him do incredible things with the tiny amount of faith I carry. What an amazing and good father we have!
Amy is part of the Bethel Church, Redding worship team and family. Two weeks ago at church, Amy sang out her story in spontaneous worship, sparking a powerful moment of prayer, declaring that our circumstances are overcome by the h o p e & p r o m i s e of everything He is.

Soak...




You are faithful, you never give up - never give up on me
You are able, to finish the work You started in me
You are stable, through every change that this life can bring, You remain


*Culled from the Bethel music blog
*Photo credit: Bethel music blog 

Wednesday 29 April 2015

Random muse: I have a place... #JoyinHope


 I have a place, a place i call home. A home where fathers are shepherds to fathers, mothers play similar roles, a home with the luxury and company of  siblings, they are almost countless, but if you are a detail oriented person, good luck trying.

I have a place, a place i call home. A place to rest my head, a place i find peace. Here, it's like a garden, where the songs from the choir is like the bird's that make this garden harmonious, the words from the gardener nurtures the shrubs to maturity, and the loves from all beautifies effortlessly. This place is mine.

''God expresses His love through family. You see God in people. In the multitude of counsel there is safety. I may want to be an island spiritually, and say ''it's between me and God''. yes, my relationship with God is personal, but in times when you bury the voice of God on burrowed grounds of worry, grounds of despair, when the storm rages in mighty waters crashing. You search for hope in His word, but the overwhelming storm has swallowed every word once stored, tossed around by the surge of strong tides, you cant seem to get a hold of it to comfort... 
then, the spirit speaks ''peace be still'' through someone, or you may feel the warmth of heaven's embrace from an infant child, sometimes you see God's hands in Wendy's hands. God sometimes doesn't speak, even when he does you may be beclouded to hear. Here, in this family will you see God, amongst these ones will a finger point you back to Him,with people to bring out the beauty in your tears and like a bridge over troubled waters, they lay down; from someone else's testimony will you find hope and in JD's words will you hear God''
I have a place, a place i call home. A home with a family. A clan of people related by a blood divine.