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PLEASE, PRAY WITH ME
Hello, world
I prayed this prayer this beautiful morning to the God who hear prayer, in Christ, and I want to share it with you to keep you in mind, that you’re not alone. You are in Gods plans.
Sometimes, the devil takes advantage of our present battles and points us towards a lonely place in life. If our weary hearts follow that direction then we have departed from the presence of God, which is with us, even through the fire, to help us. Knowing that someone is standing with you in prayer is a faith booster, but to be able to capture the words of the Spirit and pray same will shift things in your life and the world at large. Thank you for praying with me today in faith…
Dear, Heavenly Father,
Thank you for the grace of adopting me into Sonship. Such privilege is too great; for You’ve called me your own. I appreciate your all sufficient love and mercy towards me, which have initiated me into new creation in Christ Jesus
Dear lord,
May it please you, that through your Holy Spirit, you I’ll awaken the all sufficient life of Christ Jesus in my spirit so that I could freely EXPRESS You in my vessel, devoid of my natural inclination to rule
Stir me up towards things that are of You. I pray for a mind consecrated and set on seeking your kingdom and its righteousness. Awaken me into deeper love; a life captured in the full measure of the agape; passionately loving you and showing same to the world around me
Thank you, my father,
For your generous presence to sponsor my devotion, and your commitment towards me to uphold me in your ways and purpose through Christ Jesus, who is the lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path
Father, I ask that,
You unveil yourself in light of the Christ, touching this upside down world, veiled in illusion and vanity, that your salvation can be accessed; giving hope to a hopeless generation.
Thank you, Father,
For revealing yourself to the nations of the world, especially the nations bound in political confusion, divisions, poverty, corruption and the chains of religion that hurts its spiritual heritage. In Christ our Lord, I pray, save us from the iniquities of our hearts and instill righteousness, purpose, and direction for our leaders
Thank you, Father God, for your great mercy, and the outpour of grace towards the feeble and the weakling citizens within the body of Christ, who are desperately yearning for greater strength, to mount up high on your chosen paths for their lives like the eagles in flight.
Bless every family and household with your peace, and light up our communities with hope and healing, In Jesus name I pray! Amen
“But now, Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay and you our potter. We all are the work of your hand.” Isaiah 64:8 WEBBE
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PILGRIMAGE
Sing over my heart,
Oh, messengers of the presence
That I do not sing the songs of the dead and
stagger into oblivion
He will judge me with His strength
The Lord God will keep the pilgrims hopes alive
Till i reach home;
Where a million kisses awaits
My burdened soul
SEASON OF BECOMING | 2022
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COMATOSE
I.
Comatose civilization; tamed desires of heaven; sleeping watchmen everywhere. Fields of tares under pleasant beds; our teeth sets on edge. The fence of once formidable family, weakened by the night stalker, when men slept; COMATOSED
II.
If you meet her soul at the market square, the old lover, don’t judge her lonely feet. Sing her a new song, to remind her that, seasons may change but tomorrow will come
III.
Comrades at heart, never ends at the dawn of darkness and death. At birth, i became a companion to the faces of people i encountered and those i will never meet.
IV.
Brothers and sisters: we are gifts that descended from the womb of God, born not of the flesh, invisibly connected, but worlds apart
V.
Hey, divider of cities and nations. Wake up from your sleep. You’ve been fighting against yourself, your brothers and sisters. When I sing my song to the world, those who dance to my poetry lines are not an audience, they are soul connectors; brothers and sisters
VI.
Soul connectors are the enliven ones. They never sleep the sleep of common men [that divides] because their eyes are gatekeepers of the brotherhood of God. Those who never lamented because the fire was not at their doorsteps has died the death of self poverty; obsession and apathy
Season Of Becoming | 2022
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REED
I.
My thoughts were gold goblet with sweet wine, yesterday, today i am a dry reed: Such wrestling in my flower gardens makes the fences panic.
II.
O, gardener protector, my heart aches for yesterday, to transport sweet wine to the souls appetite. I want to conquer today. I want to stand tall today but my feet has become a dry reed, and the winds are unfair to my reins
III.
Come, publish the tales of heaven within my joints, and I’ll dance again, by the strengthening of the law of your strength
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TEAR DROPS
Oft times life is cruel and ruthless
Well calculated decisions collapses before your eyes —
Tear drops drag all your hopes
Into distant oceans;
Leaving you red soul distraught.
I met myself this morning,
standing under a cold bridge in the city;
Tears in my eyes, a faded flower
in my hands
Oh, woman, my soul, dream brighter again
Oh, mystery child,
don’t let the flame in you die. We
gonna be alright. Things fall apart, things grow again
Things fall apart, things grow again, things grow again
Season Of Becoming | 2022
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