applaudere


Humans applause; a soothing rainfall in summer. the soul labours and desperately yearn for it. unfortunately, it is intermittent I want to be able to say; ”T’was thy satisfaction I lived. T’was your glory I lived” This is what I rehearse every day on this pilgrim path. Because this is what I want to evoke … Continue reading applaudere

Amos 6:1


My soul grieves for a game of soccer. Why am I at ease at the game of sin and injustice? There is a place within the soul where mortals see what many cannot see, and they press on in the presence of the immortal one, every day, full of grieve and compassion, that He will … Continue reading Amos 6:1

Thèatre


Press Play. 👆 When the I in me encounter the you I seek, it is no longer I that live, but you that lives, in me I, dead You, alive I have become a Theatre, where heavens Tales is recited When the soul dies To the mundane, he domiciled between the cherubs, feeding the Heritage … Continue reading Thèatre

Glory Realm


The world today needs more than seasonal redemptive help from the Lord, in these trying times when humanity is at the centre of insurmountable troubles. You and I need regeneration; a renewed commitment to God flowing from genuine repentance or a forceful mental U-turn towards the weightier matters of God. We can only access the … Continue reading Glory Realm

Allègiance


From the womb of eternity, you arrived I lament... you have offered your hands and feet; a free sacrifice to the chains of the mundane Unknown to you... your emptiness is obvious, and your nakedness scream every day for adorning, but you are devoted to this whirlwind of lostness From the effulgence of immortality...your face … Continue reading Allègiance

Kóinonia


Bring wine, my soul is a metal ball in the yard When you are there I am a fireball released from the peak of mountains, a bird out of a cage, a lion at the pride land When you are there my heart is a million love letters read by a million broken hearts All … Continue reading Kóinonia

BlóoMER


When I see your face the candle inside me becomes a million blooming stars and moonlights, dancing on the edges of my insecurities Pure honey, sweet rivers, crystal fountain Your face is pure honey, O’ radiant one Your face is a sweet river O’ ancient one a crystal fountain in the desert, you are O’ … Continue reading BlóoMER

LoVèth


Oh, that this carnal appetites of the soul will lose its inferno burning inside this fragile temples of a lower man, who is sufficient and whole; partaking from the insufficiency of thy presence. Dying, dying, dying! May I die from the appeals of the mundane becoming worthy of you, O’ Lord My heart is numb … Continue reading LoVèth

A Trinket


This is so profound. The higher calling demands a surrender on the altar of reverence. The master is calling, our Lord Jesus needs functionaries to represent His Kingdom, on this side of life

The Rock Excavation Service

I never noticed this until today. In the account of the “rich young ruler,” Mark considered it important enough to include it in his narrative. The Scripture reads, “And as he (Jesus) was setting out on his journey, a man ran up and knelt before him and asked, “Good Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?(Mark 10:17)

Running to Jesus

The young man RAN to Jesus. This man had intent. He had determination. He had identified the source of what he had been seeking. We know this because he didn’t just run to Jesus but he caused Jesus to stop His journey. This is significant. Abraham did a similar thing, for we find in Genesis 18:2, “Abraham looked up and saw three men standing nearby. When he saw them, he hurried from the entrance of his tent to meet them and bowed low…

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INFLUX


There is a reason I never gave up. Because love never gave up on me Metals are pliable under heat. The wildflower leaps in ethereal appeal; aligned with the sun. The soul is agile and majestic when it mingles with love Men give up on men, but love do not. Love is not a man. … Continue reading INFLUX