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.

Friday, 10 April 2015

at least, at most... - Musing (Joy in Hope)




What is the worst
That could happen?
What is the best
That could probably be?
A minus of worst from best,
 yields
But a median figure
associated mostly with mediocrity.
A figure
complacent with the heart
that craves easy.

A mind that says:
"Nothing to lose
Nothing to gain"
Is worse than having lost it all,
in the face 
of the ugly truth.

Good news is:
Inconsequential will be
The number of odds
When just one good finally comes.
The premise is:
Provided hope stays unflinching.


Monday, 6 April 2015

BLOOD OF LOVE - Divine Condescension.



From the fountain of Love
Priceless drops drip steady
One drop,
A thousand flaws to rid.

From the fountains of Love
The pierced side gushes so.
One touch,
A thousand sins to cleanse.

From the fountain of Love
The thorn pierced head trickles red
One stream,
A thousand chains to free.

                Oh fountain of love's blood
                Divine blood of Love.


From the fountain of Love
The whip lashed skin bleeds so
One stripe,
A thousand ills to heal

From the fountain of Love
The cross ever to shine
One gaze,
To live a thousand years and more

From the Fountain of Love
Is an Ocean of blood divine
Drown me,
To be saved, forgiven and Accepted

(Photo credit: truth for life daily.)

Sunday, 29 March 2015

Picture Quote - #MomentsLikeThis


People like me, (especially those that grew up within the confines of the church walls + in this part of the world) have these worship lines all crammed up in our heads. I remember my Sunday school teacher (+ her cane) teach us what to say whenever it is time to worship, and asks us to repeat these words over and over again. I still feel these lines imprinted in my head, so even subconsciously i have words to utter from the stack of cliches planted in my head.

Well, for some people it's just an accustomed repetition of lines that store up over time.

Trust me, this could get really boring, and it entertains distractions. It makes you feel like you are worshiping even when your mind has wandered away, this can be attributed to the repetition of the same words everyday.

Worshipers, get real with God. Don't feel obligated to speak when silence floods your heart. keep your words real and true. Allow eulogies to well out from the depths of your spirit, consciously

.                                       "Our worship Shouldn't be a repetition of cliches
                                            but a verbal expression of our deepest
                                                      intents at the moment."


Blessings!

Thursday, 19 March 2015

Picture Quote: JOY IN HOPE


Just one of those words that come to mind - JOY IN HOPE
The joy that hope brings surmounts every possible doubt or mountain of gloom.

so, when you find a glint of joyous moment on a dark day,
hold on to it all day long.

Blessings!

Monday, 16 March 2015

Tribute to Mothers (BY Abigail Wallace)


From a Mother to her Mother...

Push, Push, Push,
You heard the midwife say.
You pushed with every inborn strain,
As all of nature stood still,
Poised, hovering, in tranquil,
Waiting to sing the refrain.
There was no stopping until,
You heard the midwife say,
“It’s a girl”

Mother!
The name suddenly echoed in your ear,
As your teardrops touched my nose
Mother!
That name, oh so dear,
Precious as the most perfect rose
Mother!
The song you will always hear,
From the day your arms first held me close

Your life would never be the same,
Everything would change.
But all you have is praise
For the gift of life,you have to raise
So, you reached deep into you,
To the strength God has put in the name.
Yes, it was well within your range
To shape the life God had given you.

Mother!
Your bosom is a rest so rare.
Mother!
You alone can give me tender care.
Mother!
Your heart is laid bare
Mother!
To embrace your child,so dear

The miracle of birth
Is but a fusion of the divine and human.
For heaven fuses with earth
When a seed is taken by a woman,
The wonder of motherhood,
Is but a revelation of the nature of God
Nurturer, Sustainer, Protector, Friend and Rock.

By Jennifer Abigail Koshie Wallace