It has been a long while since i have posted something here, so i thought I should share with you a piece I wrote with a friend a while ago, and here goes something:
Thuso: I met God at a crossroad, trying to figure out my position in
this world, going back and forth with shoe laces untied to the loss of
direction, He had a featured map of my life under His arm…
Ole: Under my arm I had secrets shoved so the world wouldn’t know my
face, my facade I offered. While I was by a cross road with a veil over
eyes blurring my life’s vision, Jesus was on a cross and His life’s last
breath tore the veil…
Thuso: I could see clearly where the sun rises and never hope it sets,
the light was in my Bible the darkness tried creeping in, I had a fake
love fake smile and shoes to match such a past, but safely in the Lord I
drew my cross and begged for Christ to fit in me…
Ole: …to fit my size but He showed me perfection and said I want you to
be bigger than that. So I was a size 6 n wondered how I will fill such
big shoes. Tears I cried were a lake of truth. Water falls for the grace
of God, while standing by that cross road wondering which way… One
way,Jesus..
Thuso: …Because the ‘J’ mapped a turn where my heart began to burn, my
feet were giving in to the dance of the Ghost, I felt the need in me to
be the first on that road, to leave my footprint on its face, but like
those that prayed to God, Jesus carried us through its thorns…
Ole: …carried me with His golden hands, spinning me around and spending
Himself on me. Now my head and my heart spin around for the God whose
cross wrote my life again..
Thuso: It was a multi-edition kinda love brought in volumes, the type
that draws my heart in outer space…and rhaptured when I was drenched in
the Joy of the Cross, figured a couple of items where in my box of
faith…a single line of prayer and letter to Proverbs’ 31 days of being
the faith my heart was built on, so I could pray within the tongues that
recite your name
Ole: It was a coal burning in fire type of love,and with every scripture
interpreted fuel was being added… Handed Him the coal so He could deal
with it, Holy ghost replaced negative energy,now I spit tongues of fire
and lines of power… Pursuing life in its purest form so I may be clear
enough for tiny eyes to see this glory, and pursue it through faith
grace n love…
Thuso: …And my knees will continue to itch, will continue to bruise, my
thoughts will continue to pray and my eyes will see His glory, my faith
will continue to grow, I will continue to move the world, impose on life
a counter shift method that makes me feel alive, my breath will be my
prayer, and Christ shall be the voice, as God is my witness, no more
crossroads again…my path is found
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
Tuesday, 7 May 2013
You might have noticed that I tend to draw inspiration from the same person over and over (likeKris Vallotton), but what you don't know is that the person changes almost every fortnight,hehe.So my favorite person for the past two weeks has been a P4CM poet, Jackie Hill ( @JackieEHill ) . Now, this lady is a poet and a half! She stirs my passion for poetry, and makes me want to grab a mic and do the right thing! How awesome it would be if more of our youth could use their talents to bring glory to God. Just think of the number of young people who have quoted this saying "your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift to God"
And check out some of her recitals, "JIG-A-BOO" and "A poem about weed"
More videos on youtube under "P4CM"
Wednesday, 24 April 2013
Tuesday, 23 April 2013
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I wasn't born to be a passive pundit, tossed like a tiny ship on the stormy seas of evil schemes. Nor was I conceived to be a weatherman, predicting the next deadly assault on the shores of humanity. NO! I was purposely born behind enemy lines as a force to be reckoned with. I was commissioned with a mandate to destroy the works of the devil. I was given power and authority to set captives free, release prisoners, rebuild ruined cities, and make disciples of all nations.
I have been assaulted, slandered and hated. I have known depression so deep that I've despaired of life itself, and anxiety so horrific that I could scarcely function.
I spent 20 years building businesses, sweating payrolls, scraping and clawing my way through life to compete with ruthless competitors who would stop at nothing to destroy their opponents. I was celebrated as one of the top entrepreneurs in my field. Yet when the dust cleared and the moving vans were gone, I was left sitting in the rubble of a once thriving enterprise with a $1.6 million debt as a memorial to my hard work…my house and most of my possessions gone.
My soul has known the pain of heartbreak and betrayal. I have staggered my way through years of abandonment and abuse. I've experienced the humiliation of poverty, and the intense pain of being the only kid on the field with no one cheering for him. I have pleaded for attention, only to be locked outside all by myself. I have hid for hours while my stepfather was on another drunken violent rampage with my mother, locked in a room as he beat her. I grew up in a culture of intense fear.
I understand what it's like to be unable to read in high school, and to be called stupid by my leaders. I have felt the pain of being the untalented little boy who no one wants to play on their team…standing on the sidelines, raising my hand, hoping to somehow be chosen. Many times I have stood by silently as my peers argued over who had to put me on their team.
Yet I refuse to be crushed by the circumstances of life, or be deterred by the opinions of the "experts". I won't wallow in self-pity, or waste my days hating the people who abused me. I reject the spirit of regret, and I will not drive my life by being fixated on the rearview mirror of the past. I have decided that feeling sorry for myself is taking up valuable time that could be used to rescue cities. My past pain will not dictate my future victories. I was born to win, equipped to shape history, empowered to extend the borders of the Kingdom, and redeemed to display the unreasonable love of my King to a desperate and lost world.
This mandate has become my mission, and with the help of God, I intend to accomplish it!!!!!"
"My mandate" by Kris Vallotton, via Kris' blog http://www.kvministries.com/blog/11
Tuesday, 16 April 2013
Listening to God's voice through Kris Vallotton...
One does not need to be very observant to see how depression and anxiety are slowly destroying our people. Both unbelievers and believers suffer from this cruel monster that black people believe to be a “white thing”. Depression is real, and you most probably have steered in that direction in some point of your life. We all have those days when we feel fear and hopelessness. It is unfortunate that for some of us it becomes medical, even more unfortunate that it is spiritual for all of us. (Ephesians 6:12)
Kris Vallotton is a senior associate leader at Bethel Church in Redding, California. He also co-founded KV Ministries, together with his wife Kathy. He and Danny Silk flew in for the “Invasion” conference, and on April 10th he spoke at UJ. This is a man who has gone through some real struggles in life, but those struggles are what lead him to serve and touch the lives of people through his testimony (for you cannot lead a people to a place you have not been to or experienced before). For 3 years he church-hopped just for an encounter with Christ, right after he had said to God: “if you heal my mother I will serve you for the rest of my life”. God indeed healed her, and he started to diligently seek the face of God. One day while taking a bath a thought settled in him. He believed he was going to die soon, and there he started to suffer from a panic attack that became worse and lasted for many years after.
I remember him describing it as fear. He became fearful and totally hopeless. A person who had come to know the goodness of Christ Jesus suffered from fear and hopelessness. These are the tricks of the enemy, and you need to know that fear is faith in the wrong god. Angels and demons travel at the speed of thought, so the thought you entertain is the one you give the authority to govern your mind. An old Cherokee legend put it this way: It is a terrible fight between two wolves. One is evil and the other is good. The same fight is going on inside every person, and the wolf that wins is the one you feed.“Feeling bad about yourself is an open door to demonic activity”- K.V
All this boils down do identity. See, you have got to know who you are and whose you are. You cannot be a child of the King and feel like you are a loser. “God is the artist, Jesus is the model, and you are the painting”. You were made in the image of God the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Surely you know that by now, but the Christ you believe in is also the prince of peace. Jehovah Shalom, the Lord our peace. Every time you feel fear, shameful, confused and hopeless something in you has been broken, but that does not define you. The name of Jesus breaks chains that have kept you in bondage and condemnation, depression and anxiety.
The environment you create within you is the environment you create around you. If you have the Kingdom of Light within you it matters not where you are put, you will change the place. Kris makes a comparison between a prince and a pauper. Place a pauper in a palace and he will turn it into a mess because that is all he knows and that’s the kind of environment he has inside of him. Being a prince (princess) means you carry the Kingdom with you wherever you go. You impact the lives of those around you, and give hope to the hopeless. You impart the spirit of light that is within you. Kris Vallotton continues to do just that, and I believe he spoke to the hearts of many that night. He sure did speak to mine, even though he didn’t prophesy over me:(
You can take the Prince and Pauper test here>> http://kvministries.com/prince-pauper-test and see the kind of environment that is within you.
Be blessed:)
Thursday, 11 April 2013
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