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YOU ARE NOT A SINNER BECAUSE YOU SIN
Merry Christmas to all my cyber friends. Lets share the gift of Christ love. Shalom
“Almost all unbelievers believe that, if they can change their behavior, they will be in good shape with God”
Jesus, Our Savior, passionately and tenderly, declared His heartbeat, in the gospel, written by John:
“I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me – I have other sheepthat do not come from this sheepfold. I must bring them too, and they will listen to my voice, so that there will be one flock and one shepherd. (John 10:14, 16 NET
Jesus had a different attitude towards the unsaved, and the despicable in society. Jesus called the unsaved “other sheep”…I don’t have to delve too much into this. Wow! He is a shepherd to a detached sheep, wandering in the wilderness. This is so good to be true…it changes my perception towards the unsaved, and rekindles my passion to reach out beyond “his own” to tell the other sheep…
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CALL OF HOPE
7 am.
I woke up under the bridge;
Smiled and strolled down,
on grinding lane.
2 am.
I woke up
Sat up, all night long
Wondering why in the abundance
Of life, I can’t steal a smile.
Then I realized that, riches can offer
You the best in life, but can’t guarantee,
A lifetime of true happiness.
5 am.
I knelt down beside my bed and
called on Him (God) who gives life
Copyright 2014 | McDaniels Gyamfi
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O’ The Night Seasons
Like a dispirited spectator, watch his
favorite team, in a long losing streak;
He sits quietly, on
the cold wooden floor,
staring at the dark ceiling,
with a belly full of shame,
guilt, and pain. His mind;
running fast and furious, with
hard-core life questions.
He is on hell’s wheels,
with no destination, in sight.Where do I go from here?
How do I go from here?
The void of hopelessness.
What went wrong?
Why, why, why me?
A whirlwind of;
Incurable disease, mix with dust
Lack and dark secret chains
Death of a love one, heartbroken
Rejection, unpaid bills, looms
Divorce and loneliness kicks in
O’ the night season, is longO’ the pain is overwhelming
How I yearn for the crisp mornings;
Peace, life, and wholeness
Earth-maker, please bath my heart with
life, and free my soul, from the snare
of the Fowler.Copyright 2014 || McDaniels Gyamfi
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…AND WE ALL SAID “AMEN”
Milk for meat
Hype for hope
Lies for love
Ashes for beauty
And yet we all said “amen”
Puppet master;
Thy humble puppets, enthralled
…and we have anointed you;
To tell us …
What we want to hear
What we want to read
What we want to watchYou have executed thy duties, craftily;
Tickling our ears to perfection,
With feathers, dipped in murder
Our souls; numbed
our hearts; tangled in lies.The parade
The confetti
The Loyalist
An ovation;
To he who sits lonely on his throne;
Feeding our emotions,
In his own emptiness.
Sensationalism
Emotions
Temporarily
Seasonal
Hypnotized
Roller coaster ride…
We are dead, like yesterday.Copyright 2014 || McDaniels Gyamfi
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FOR BETTER FOR WORSE
Sorry she doesn’t like invalids.
But, you are not dead to be dismissed,
He said with hope in his eyes, to his friend.
Yes, I am not dead to be dismissed
Am just a wounded soldier
Am I not better than a dead lion, he asked.A caged bird;
Am worth two in a bush.Like fish caught in an inescapable net,
Adversity knocked, on his doors.
He craved for death, but for the sake
Of his kids and family, he refused to let it goLove kept him believing
Love made him strongerThe love of family and friends.
The profound weight of his pain and
Anxiety were wearing her soul down.
The writing on the wall, predictable
The look in her eyes, hidden behindPretensions and impatience.
Where is the love
Where is the care
How she had forgotten her own creed;
For better for worse.She dismissed him like a corpse;
Leaving him, helpless in a wheel chair.
Maybe she needed love so great, to fill in
Her own, dried reservoir of hope and care.
Copyright 2014 || McDaniels Gyamfi
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