Seeking God’s face because I felt like a disgrace
Although God wouldn’t speak through to a heart hardened as rock and
God wouldn’t speak to a soul troubled and always locked
My thoughts have never been congruent to reality enough to make all the miseries sink in
My deeds have never been flawless enough to never cross paths with sin
Trampling on the salience to accept the differences that God created
Struggling to break away from the chains I moulded myself
‘GOD only helps those who help themselves’, they said but
I’m afraid I don’t have the vigour in me to free myself from the claws of religism
Im afraid it was never the creator’s intention for the creation to put itself back to the place it was before society shaped its mind like a piece of origami
God only creates masterpieces
I’m afraid all my flesh is ever good for is pleasure-seeking,sin-breeding, spirit- lacking and soul-killing.
I know what it’s like to be trapped in the dark receptacle of doubt and fear
and still be reminded that you are free
Drowning in the realms of complacency
I keep swimming trying to get to the hollow end although not with such impotency
So I get stuck in the inability to accept an idea, human, act that is not a replica of my own values and morals.
I know what it’s like to feel perplexed by the imbalances in our society where love is only for specific people, kind words are used to augment the egos of cool kids and the renowned and where heartfelt hugs are only for those who “look clean”.
Imagine living in a world where humans would just be of equal importance to each other, no hierarchies
Where people wake up with the willingness to make the world a better place for each other, no obscurities
Where the big stars and high priests would take a step down from the stage to step into the shoes of humanity and experience God’s grace like a child, the Holy-Spirit is our Teacher, Jesus is our Saviour,the Cornerstone. He is the way, the truth and the only life that I know.
He is the real superstar, the only One who should be exalted.
There was a time i purposely stayed up during the Devils hour just to take my mind down on a roller-coaster trying to figure out his next move but Jesus, the highest high became the brightest light during that dark hour.
It’s about time to either shape up or ship out from my bitter psyche and daunting prophecies that shatter my dreams one-by-one.
It’s about time, I leave my goals and selfish ambitions and take on to answer to His call of duty.
The Cross is my only hope, not the accessory.
-Kea Portia Kegakilwe
We all have dreams and goals that God has placed in our hearts, things we’re believing for, situations we’re praying will turn around. These promises start off like seeds. They don’t come to pass overnight. There’s always a period of waiting involved. From the time we pray till the time we see it come to fulfillment, that’s called the trial of our faith. This is when many people get discouraged and give up. They start believing the negative thoughts, “It’s never going to happen. It’s taken too long.” Now, that seed is lying there dormant, but it’s still alive. It still has potential. You have to do your part and start watering the seed. The way you water it is by thanking God in advance and declaring His Word. You can’t wait until you receive the promise. You have to thank God that the answer is on the way!
- 'Greater than' by Della Hicks-Wilson
Sex is a gift from God but we’ve taken it and made it idolatry. We have taken it and put it in the place of God and we worship it and so it comes out in all kinds of profane ways and so we blame the women for what they are wearing and we blame the media for what they are producing but we never blame ourselves for how we twisted God’s gift to glorify us."
116 Clique . Man up.