ETERNAL MIRROR


They told me to be me and i asked; “How can i be me when I don't have a mirror?”

Darling, I show you an ancient mirror at the height of your search for what is real and liberating

Self-love, when it is centred solely on a wild geese obsession with self leads to the imprisonment of the self.

Love towards self should flow from our purest sense of gratitude towards God; the way and manner we are shaped into these beautiful masterpieces

The central piece of this change is not I but the Mystery. When the Beloved, the eternal Mirror, became the measure and standard of my beauty I saw the same beauty in others,

And realized I’m not any more, at anywhere in any time vulnerable or entangled to the capitalist status quo of self-appraisal

I have become a firebird, reflecting the beauties of the rainbow. How can the moon worship himself when he’s only a reflection of the sun?

I sing not, to myself. I only make the rainbow dance with my songs, as I joyfully hop from the limbs of the cedar of Lebanon.

You told me to be myself. Now I know, this adoring self is not mine but an effulgence of the Christ self in my fragile self

I am a bird in changing colours, a Joseph of the coat of many shades of the divine

MUSINGS OF ZION


Who am I that you will be mindful of me? Do I deserve to speak before your holiness

I am committed to you because you are committed to me in the spirit of sonship. This is the love that was in the beginning which now resides with you.

This is the gift of grace and power committed to upholding everything that has been made by me and for me, till the end of time.

Let the impressions of my presence permeate the heart of your emotions, curtailing the circumstances around you that appear overwhelming to you.

Nothing could ever change my plan towards you, not even your mistakes or the sudden assault of the evil one. Everything unfolds into greater purposes unimaginable, especially all who call upon my name from a sincere heart.

I sing over you with a million voices of tenderness

You are not alone, my child. Let my love sink in deep within the crevices of your heart. Yes, let your eyes within your eyes behold my good promises which are forever settled, waiting for you to embrace

I sing over you, not as a beggarly servant displays his gifts unto his master. I sing over you from a place of deepest commitment of love, royalty and dominion, to establish your heart on the path of abundance and purpose

Isaiah 9:7 KJVAE “Of the increase of his government and peace there shall be no end, upon the throne of David, and upon his kingdom, to order it, and to establish it with judgment and with justice from henceforth even for ever. The zeal of the Lord of hosts will perform this.”

O’ child, be refreshed from the weariness of your wandering. O’ child, sit at my feet and drink to your fill. Fill your heart with the themes of my ways and works and you will disentangle your heart from the eerie sounds that’s lurk inside you.

How can I fill my life with your beauties when I am decorated with scars and fears like a garment?

O’ child, my zeal towards you is performing a work in you right now as you yield on the altar of surrender. Tell me what is impossible with me? Tell me what is harder for me? I see your fears and shame. I see your wounds and loneliness but nothing changes if you hold on to the darkness. Breathe! Cast it upon me and take the yoke of my presence ( my yoke is light) upon your soul because I care to offload you of these unimaginable burdens and crown you with real peace

You will live. Child, you will live and not die. For my glory is here, even at this moment; comforting, restoring and delivering you from the darkest clouds that hang over your soul. You are free to celebrate the significance of your ordination

Come up high, your lover awaits, to breathe hope into your ears. Hope that awakens the heart and mends the soul to weather through the storm of life

O’ child, can you not see it? Wipe the tears from your eyes and fill your mouth with the words of life. Speak to the dead cells of your body: just work with me as I clothe you with the riches of my power on your innermost being. Speak over the unmoving mountain. Tell your soul to step into a new day of recovery and rest because the rivers of Zion is gushing out, drenching your entire existence

Isaiah 9:7a “Of the increase of his government and peace there shall be no end”

DECLARE: I am persuaded; Of the increase of Gods Dominion and peace in my life and all that concerns me there shall be no end.

This is my confidence and reality, and not on what I see on the contrary because I walk by faith and not by sight.

POISÒNOUS RIVER


“i will turn my heart into rays of honour

whenever I see your beauty and make you twinkle like a wild flower

I will make you twinkle. This is how I slay the leviathan impulses of envy and jealousy;

I honour the honoured to attract her grace

instead of fighting within me, against this multifaceted splendour

An envious soul is a poisonous river,

a bitter gall,

chasing after the shades of the ocean,

to alter its boundless energy and candour

“Don’t let him near, don’t come closer, the oceans lamented

He has turned pastures into deserts and

great cities into cemeteries.

A wildfire, infatuated with man.

Poisonous rivers flow through the soul of this city. O’ wretch men, who will save us from this wildfire.
Many rivers run, into the ocean, but the motivation is not to find freedom of self. Many will arrive yet will not be “there”. How can one be there when the heart is not there but imprisoned in the wild dance of others. He is poor, whoever has not arrived in his authentic place of fulfilment; detached from all

“For where envying and strife is, there is confusion and every evil work. (James‬ ‭3:16‬ ‭KJV‬‬)

Prisoners of the wild dance of others. I can celebrate others but I resent. I can be inspired by others but I slander. I can ask how to but I assume the negative in silence. O’ prisoner of the wild dance of others, Who will save me from this wretched economy

SEAT OF PROCRASTINATE


You will hear the inspiration, the invitation of the future. When he comes get yourself out of the procrastinate seat

He comes every day. Your ear must be in the moment, detached from the woes and wins of yesterday

Your woes undermine your conviction to fly and your wins make you feel you’ve already arrived

Both are enemies. Don’t listen to them. Set your gaze like flint and pilgrim with the air to the unknown heights

A future awaits you

HOW TO OVERCOME SCOFFERS


Be careful you don’t consume the words of the negative soul. You will become his expectations, loosing your fire in the end. There are a people without the spirit of truth in their hearts but a venom of the mamba on their lips. Of such men, the Lord shall preserve your soul from their attacks

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I SEEK GLORY IN YOUR PAIN & POTENTIAL


Let's be vulnerable together in the presence of the lord. He will abundantly restore us.

A KNOCK

There is a knock on the doors of the Lord beckoning on Him to come through for a friend at the edge of death. This yearning of Martha and Mary must be the cry of our generation. Something on the inside of us must be set loose in the presence of the Lord for radical justice on our behalf. It is time we give up trying and accept it, that it is not in us to prevail by our strength but the battle is the Lord’s.

Be vulnerable in the presence of the Lord. Lazarus is sick, Sisters went loose, not to seek the help of men but the help of the Lord. Scripture records;

“The sisters therefore sent to him, saying, “Lord, behold, he for whom you have great affection is sick.” But when Yeshua heard it, he said, “This sickness is not to death, but for the glory of God, that God’s Son may be glorified by it.” John 11:3-4 WMBBE

Could my Lord find glory in my pain? Is the kingdom of God so ambitious to step into the space of my disregarded, broken and empty vessel, to mend it and fill it with a purpose that aligns with His glory and purpose, so much that there wouldn’t be any trace of defects if I surrender these hidden scars of my soul to the Lord?


There is absolutely nothing in this world, whether broken or standing that God can not express Himself through if it is surrendered to Him. Do with it whatever you want to! This must be our heart cry

Earthen Vessel

We are earthen vessels. Some are in beautiful shapes and contains uncommon potentials yet the content of the vessel only brings glory to the bearer of it, not to God. Some also are broken, bruised, battered, bloodied and leaking out of any good things that enter into their space and yet they are unwilling to surrender their wasted vessel unto the Lord for Him to repair, restore, refill and express His glory and power through it.

You realize that both vessels live for themselves, in pain and potential. God is not invited to partake in what He has wonderfully created. These vessels live not for the glory of God but for pride and pity. One lives for himself though he is endowed with so much and the other also lives for himself though he can’t fix the chaos within. He has wounds and scars yet he is not willing to surrender them to the master physician because he is unaware that, it is in Gods nature to glorify himself in the beggarly elements of life when it is willingly surrendered to Him.


1 Corinthians 1:26-29 
26 For ye see your calling, brethren, how that not many wise men after the flesh, not many mighty, not many noble, are called: 27 But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; 28 And base things of the world, and things which are despised, hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are: 29 That no flesh should glory in his presence

Come, O’ Lord

Martha and Mary knew something about Jesus that most of us in the church are unaware of. This family has walked with Jesus and knew too well that He has the power to heal, including the sickness that had gripped their brother, Lazarus. They weren’t ashamed to be vulnerable to the master of their pressing need. Humbly, they beckoned on Him to come into their hopeless world.

Let Jesus words from our reference scripture set you loose today to live in the consciousness of freedom, that whether in pain or power, God desires to find glory in us.


“But when Yeshua heard it, he said, “This sickness is not to death, but for the glory of God, that God’s Son may be glorified by it.”John 11:4 WMBBE

Our God will not disregard our invitation when we humbly call on Him. It may seem like He had delayed sometimes but we should be steadfast and hold on to Him. He seeks glory in your pain and strength. He will not abandon. He will pardon. He will not cast us away forever. He will rebuild the ancient ruins for His glory. Oh, glory hallelujah, come O’ Lord


Prayer

Dear, Father I believe in You as a very present help. Today, I recognise your presence in me, altering the broken places of my soul, spirit and body for your glory. I surrender my potentials and opportunities. Use it for your glory, Jesus.

Father, It’s all about you — so take this pain, weakness, sins, and addictions and bring something out of it; rest for my soul and glory for Your kingdom. Take over, Spirit of Christ, and restore me to the original purpose of the Father; living for His glory all the days of my life. In Jesus name I have prayed. Amen!