REST ON EVERYSIDE

                         ********** Over time…in sweats and out of rest..
We have toiled the soil till no end..
We have watered the seed..still no sprout of growth..
We have laboured..yet in vain..
We have thought God has forgotten us..
God says..He shall give you rest..rest on every side.
When sorrow strikes as if there is no end..
When night feels darkened by the woes of the enemy..
When the morning comes…The sun begins to shine…God says..”I will give you rest…rest on everyside”.
When the wicked rejoice with the riches of their filth..
When they mock you and break you…

Master of Heaven, Master of Love

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Love and those little things!!
From dust we came to, to dust we would return,
From rib she was formed and him, that rib was made his own
To love to care and to protect to own.
That’s a definition to our own kind of love.
But I’ll give you an insight to God’s love divine.
He’ a mistery we can’t phantom
He’ not flesh and blood, not even a man
Yet he walks amongs us, breath and lives
A God amongst men. A God amongst gods.

SAME SWEET GOD!

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He is the same sweet God. While the child is been formed, nothing but feotus in his mother’s worm,
While he grows and learns to see right from wrong,
While he becomes a man and tills the ground, and calls a companion his own,
While he runs around with his offsprings and brings joy to his household.
He is the same sweet God.
While the choas and misfortune fills the earth,
While the heathen curse him and pleasure themselves
While they assume he is naught but a fiction, a mere legend told to children to cast fear on them to stay on the right part,

LOOK UP!

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Crisis..crises..life is so full of biases.
Racism..critisims..all in the shades of hoodism.
Lies..cries..fights..eventually does dies..
When we stop our insane life displays and look up up..to where the father stays..heaven divine..glorious with shines.

Anger,envy, lust, to covet, fornicate, to steal…”The evils” of sin..can be displayed as red for it screams danger…but all this goes away..when a sin for a sin..is replaced for salvation for the blood of Christ…proven and tested..glorious divine..when we look up up..and surrender ..all..to the father…GodAlpha..GodOmega..God Glorious…impecable in His ways.

Heaven Please...

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We came, out of nothing..simply dust..breathed into and made flesh.
We had..simply nothing..but figs and leaves, a garden of everlasting splendour and a father who we could call our own.
We turned away..accepting the fruit of life and death..cutting down our lives resources..preparing the way for life’s unjust..giving the devil a smirk of his hideousness…Now we bare the pain of our own mistakes…. Heaven please!!

SISTER !

SISTER

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so apparently something went wrong….

See vicky wasn’t your average intelligent girl but she tries to get things done. she wakes up in the morning, does her rounds of chores in the house and goes to school.

 she tries to listen in class but nothing sticks…plus her friends aren’t like intelligent either so there goes the after school discussion amongst friends to trash out certain topics or mathematical problems experienced in class. so she goes home as frustrated and dumb as ever. slowly she embraces that old saying ‘ A girl’s place is in the kitchen’…..she adds ‘and bedroom where you become the baby factory ‘ she shudders at the thought of it.

she rushes home from school as she usually does following the shortcut through the market and gets home just barely after three, takes a cold shower and eats the left over bread from the previous night with cold tea owing from the fact that she is as tired as hell to put on the stove.