I Don’t Regret It

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I was sat in a car with a long time friend of my friends, in my usual manner, I engaged him in conversation.

while we spoke my friend was at the bank. They had gone through about 20 something years of friendship and it seemed they were prepared to go another 50.

He said to me, “I am wealthy, because if I come to Abuja where my friend lives and he helps me out with a problem causing me less hassle, that’s wealthy and when I do the same for him, he’s wealthy”

” wealth is more than just material things”

He went further to explain that all his friends found God at an early age hence, it was easy for them to grow in that grace. especially being Instrumentalists in the church choir.

And then I asked, if you could go back. would you change anything at all? and he said. “No! not a single thing.”

How many people have lived life to a certain point before realizing that all they were focused on wasn’t worth it? many is my guess.

I think it’s time to begin to influence the generation coming after us, to be a generation of no regrets. smart minded focused individuals with enough spirit to pursue God.

Its time for us to also start living with no regrets.

Borderless Trust

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I wonder, if I was called upon the waters,

would I walk?

Would I even get half way?

How much do I trust this God?

Is my faith still as small as the mustard seed,

Has it grown into a magnificent tree?

Whats my faith like in the very presence

of my one and only Savior?

Worthy, I hope.

 

Jesus-The-High-Priest

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I always wondered what was so significant about the woman with the issue of blood till I read Leviticus 15; 25-30, where God describes in detail to his servants how to atone for uncleanness after bodily discharge and in a woman’s case, after her menstruation.

 If a woman has a discharge of blood for many days, but not at the time of her monthly period, or has a discharge that continues beyond the time of her period, she is unclean the same as during the time of her period. Every bed on which she lies during the time of the discharge and everything on which she sits becomes unclean the same as in her monthly period. Anyone who touches these things becomes unclean and must wash his clothes and bathe in water; he remains unclean until evening.

“When she is cleansed from her discharge, she is to count off seven days; then she is clean. On the eighth day she is to take two doves or two pigeons and bring them to the priest at the entrance to the Tent of Meeting. The priest will offer one for an Absolution-Offering and the other for a Whole-Burnt-Offering. The priest will make atonement for her in the presence of God because of the discharge that made her unclean.

Now after reading this, imagine what this woman had been through for 12 years, probably isolated from her family, and then the doctors were not exactly helping matters, all this is minus that natural irritation we women feel once we feel the discharge of blood.

Now when she touched the hem of the garment what happened? She placed her uncleanliness on Jesus in exchange for his “cleanliness” therefore Jesus noticed the power that left him because he at that moment acted the role of the high priest and savior.

How is this possible, Jesus told the woman in mark 5: 34

 Jesus said to her, “Daughter, you took a risk of faith, and now you’re healed and whole. Live well, live blessed! Be healed of your plague.”

By telling her she was healed he took the blame for the Pidgeon or dove she would have had to sacrifice on the 8th day of her cleansing, freeing her, and thereby taking care of the absolution offering.

He then said whole, which literally takes away the need for the whole burnt offering she would have had to give.

Jesus coming took away the need for the animal sacrifices and doing what he did for that woman was his own form of a sneak peek into the finale that was to come at the cross.

 

Imagine the grace we are enjoying?

 

 

God, I’m Sorry

This is an honest letter from one of my readers…

Baby girl

Who would have ever thought that I  would commit such a  terrible disgusting and almost unforgivable act… if not for the mercy of God. GOD.. I don’t feel like I have the right to even mention his name.
He ought to be my father… but how will a daughter knowingly hurt her father to his own  face and then call him father when  she is  done.
He ought to be my best friend…. how do you  betray someone you regard as a best friend and think things will just return to the way they were or even get better.
He ought to be my all in all … all in all I say, the most important person in my life…the one who should come first in all I do and think of.. you know  I would say my goal in life is to make him look good .. but yet I have displeased him. I am doing one hell of a job.. such a joker I would describe myself as.. a Christian joker.  The devil must be having a  good laugh.
I  can’t even seem to deal or forgive myself, how do I ask him for forgiveness.
I  wish I could erase it but I can’t, I  wish I could turn back the hands of  clock.  He spoke to me .. I twisted it to suit my flesh!
I am foolish indeed… even after reading the book of Proverbs.  I still have in a way rejected the wisdom and  counsel of the mighty one.
Who am I indeed? Should I still call myself a Christian? A friend of God? His daughter? A virtuous woman in the making?
Or am I just a shame… a shame to all I have learnt and tried to uphold .. a weakling.
Is there any redemption for this that I have done .. or will I have to pay for it! How do I get the  assurance that indeed I have been forgiven?
In all even though I know I am unworthy and unfit .. please  help me God! I  can’t do this on my own. Help me! If you will.  I am sorry!

If anyone ever feels this way ever, just read Romans 8 vs 38-39

None of this fazes us because Jesus loves us. I’m absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God’s love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us.”

The Big Deal

 

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Its funny how lightly we take so many things as humans, an example

When you lose your sight, you are blind (that’s a big deal)

However we think it’s simply normal to open our eyes?

When you lose your hearing, you are deaf (that’s a big deal

However we think it’s simply normal to hear everything spoken to and around us?

When you ,lose your legs, you are lame (that’s a big deal)

However we think it’s simply normal to just get up and walk?

When you lose the function of your spinal cord, you are paralyzed (that’s a big deal)

However we think it’s simply normal to sit and stand straight?

Lastly, when you lose your breath, you are dead (that’s a big deal)

However we think it’s simply normal to take in breaths as we please?

 

I want to think by this point you get my drift, don’t overlook anything because things just happen to “work”

Give all glory to God, he deserves it.

 

The Right Way

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As I picked up my laptop, I already knew what exactly I was gunning for, I was going to watch (again for the umpteenth time) the very last episode of Rookie Blue (S06E11)

Now the thing is not about what I’m watching but how many times I’ve watched it simply because it moves me, I once more get immersed into the characters, their tragedies, their joys, losses, laughter and tears, I’m flooded again with emotions as I watch my favourite characters exchange their vows, I start to remember their back story, how they got here and it is so well acted that I find myself laughing at their “intentional mistakes”. Every time I watch it again, I feel all these feelings afresh and I love it.

Which made me think, is this the same way I get when reading my bible? Do I fully allow myself to get carried away by the characters, the dialogue, the several themes that come to play, the lows, the highs, the mistakes and the lies, the good, the excellent the joyful and much more?  Do I let the knowledge of the parts I have read sink in me so much so that I can give a full account whenever I am called? Have I allowed myself to enjoy God’s word so much so that I don’t want to set it down from me, have I allowed myself to engage with God the way I engage with the movies, do I give my apt attention as I do an hour long series of 10 episodes per season for 6 seasons?

I could go on and on but I think my point is already on its way to being made, how much energy do we focus on the things that should matter and how much energy do we focus on the things that don’t? Almost seems to me like we have misplaced priorities, which is why we are texting when we are meant to be studying the word or even “instagraming” while a preacher is speaking the mind of God.

Nobody is perfect and we all fall short of the Glory of God, however it is one thing to fall short and get back up, and another to fall short and stay short of this Glory.

Isn’t it time we started doing things right way?

 

 

Indescribable

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I have been putting together questions that I would like to ask God when I get to heaven, because there are just some things you want to ask face to face right? Maybe to see his reaction or just facial features moving but after watching something recently, I have one that I don’t know if I can wait till the day I see his glorious face to ask it.

My question.

How can, one so mighty and glorious, the creator of the universe (known and unknown),namer of the billions of stars, maker of the blazing sun, the chilling moon, several planets, the galaxy and every other galaxy there happens to be that humans have discovered and the billions of others we haven’t. how can one so great that he measures the whole universe (known and unknown to us) in the palm of his hand, how can one so magnificent and ferocious that he sent forth his word and it literally caused a big bang, I’m talking about one so extraordinary he shows off his splendour in ways our feeble human minds cannot fathom, how can one so indescribable, how can he think of a lowly nobody like me? What could one so great, so big want with a speck of dust like me? What could he possibly need me for?

My thoughts

In all honesty I don’t get it, God is so mind-blowingly amazing that only the celestial bodies alone are relentlessly singing, praising, rejoicing, what could my song possible be in comparison to the praise song of these stars?

Inspired

I then remember, that he doesn’t need my praise, he deserves it, I remember that if I keep shut everything else is praising.

Furthermore I’m assisted to remember that although, I am not as big and ragingly hot as the sun nor as cool as the moon or even as shiny as the night stars, I remember that I was created last because I am his splitting image of him, and because he is the God of splendour and pleasure, he placed me after making me so I can enjoy with pleasure the splendour of his magnificent works.

My conclusion

Won’t you praise God with me? It takes nothing out of you and me but means everything to our Majestic King.