NOT GUILTY

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

"Oh God!" The youth swore.
Stepping out into the well lit streets of Manhattan, he struggled to cover his head with the headwarmer as the gusty winds met him in a fierce embrace. The weight of his bag like a milestone, with its handle looped across his cotton-stuffed chest, the youth struggled to blanket his weariness but his bag won't let him.
"Come to this side, will you?"
A passerby looked at him and shook her head in disbelief. In her heart she pondered how a young lad could lose all sense of sanity, and find a companion in nothing else than his bag.
The youth looked at her and realised he must have spoken loud, for plastered on the face of the blonde was sympathy and a line that masked her eyes in pity. Without waiting for the traffic sign, he stepped out across the road and almost got hit by a car. In his shame to get away from the hypocrisy of the passerby, he realised that by sheer stupidity of crossing the busy road he had only worsened the bemused look on the blonde who now thought of a certain that he was insane. Taking large steps, he was almost running to the subway.

***

The Man sat, with so many others, on one side of the car. Their lungs suffered from the awful smell exhuming from the beggar on the other side. The beggar sat alone on one role while the role of seats opposite him was unoccupied. As the train came to a halt in one of the stations, many that sat with the Man got up and changed cars; some came in and only had to inhale once before exiting the car in preference to either change cars or wait for the next train. A lady dressed in a white shirt, dark skirt and stockings that kept the winter chill at bay stepped in and immediately moved to the other side to join the others and the Man in obvious disgust of the lonely beggar. The Man noticed the woman make a face while a young lad stepped in as the car doors were closing. The announcements were made, and the Man knew they all had to suffer in silence until they got to their destination.
The youth stepped in and immediately noticed the obvious. He was about to join others at the other side but something bade him not to. He found himself standing beside the stinking beggar, his tommy taking a turn in anguish.
"Why do you stop me from joining the others?" This time the youth was wise enough to whisper to himself. He looked at the other side and read the remark on the faces of people on the other side.
The Man looked at the young lad wondering if he was insane. Maybe he was a beggar, he wondered to himself, but he could see the lad wasn't badly dressed as such.
The youth realised that he hadn't succeeded in escaping. Someone on the way thought of him insane and now here are a bunch of people who felt the same. "I need an answer. Why do you stop me from going. This place smells like hell. I will puke if you don't let me leave."
"HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN?"
"Forgotten what?"
"IS IT THAT EASY TO FORGET, SON? DON'T YOU REMEMBER ONE TIME WHEN YOU STANK WORSE THAN THIS BEGGAR?
"What are you talking about?"
"IT WASN'T LONG AGO, YOU KNOW."
"But I never smelled bad. I always take my bath."
"YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN THAT YOU STANK SO BAD YOU WEREN'T ALLOWED INTO THE THRONE OF GRACE. FROM YOUR MOTHER'S WOMB YOUR SIN SEPARATED YOU FROM GOD. IN DEPRAVITY OF MIND YOU WERE UNBECOMING OF A CHILD OF GOD. YET HE SAVED YOU."
The youth closed his eyes. He hated himself for always being close to tears, but he could feel his heart break at the chastisement.
"WHILE YOU WERE UNGODLY, CHRIST CAME FOR YOU. GOD DEMONSTRATED HIS LOVE FOR YOU THAT WHILE YOU WERE A SINNER, CHRIST DIED FOR YOU."
"Oh Father. I'm sorry. I will stay beside him and will not join others at the other side, not because I'm better than them but because I was once lost and you found me; a beggar and you blessed me."
The Man,with others, stared at this young lad standing in relish of the odour oozing from the beggar. How can anyone survive such a smell. He was certain the beggar must have defaecated on himself, for the smell was so bad.
Seconds turned into minutes, yet the young lad didn't move, instead there was a characteristic change visible on his face. He was blooming in joy. But in what, the Man wondered. With every stop the train made at stations, people came in and immediately changed cars only after uttering words of disgust at the beggar, while the young lad laughed. For once, the Man felt like shouting at him what was his problem. The young lad's gentle face was smearing his skin and bruising his humanity, but he couldn't find an explicable reason for his hate.
As the train pulled to its last stop, the Man watched the young lad tap the beggar. The announcements were made that people should leave the train cars but he wanted to see what transpired between this young lad and the beggar.
The youth tapped the beggar, handed him a twenty dollar bill and told him, "Take this. Go to Lenox on Nostrand, ask for Jesus. Someone will show you the Way."
For the first time the beggar looked up in tears. "Thank you, son. Thank you."
That did it for him. The Man was thrown back. He realised his stand. While he condemned the beggar all the way, this young lad didn't. While he couldn't stand a breath of him, this young lad touched him. While he joined others to spite, this young lad had changed a life forever. At that moment it came to him as the young lad left the subway. It didn't matter if the beggar went to where the young lad told him to go. Neither did it matter if the beggar went out to blow the money down the drain. All that mattered is that the beggar had come in contact with someone who identified with him without condemnation and while he picked up a stone to throw, the young lad, by his character, had said to the beggar in summary:

"NEITHER WILL I CONDEMN YOU, GO AND SIN NO MORE."

shalom!!!
the prisoner of Christ

...then I met His gaze!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

"...looking unto Jesus." - Heb12:2

It was one of those days. Nothing to do. Nowhere to go. Vanity couldn't provide another area of life to be wasted; itself out of resource. Purposedly, I drifted my thoughts immediately the voice in the wind tells me to pick it up and read.
"Ah, well, i might as well read it and get it over with," I said to myself. "Let me start from the book of Acts," thinking loud, "maybe I could run through this one."
The words I read, the pages I turned, but none seeped in. It was like having two minds in one. Having read a few chapters I got to the point where a commoner was arrayed to face judgment. I came alive when I read that he looked up and saw the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God.
Like a bolt of lightning, it hit me; it was like pouring a hot coffee in a cup and at the same time looking at one of God's creations in admiration, only to feel a tinge of a nerve and then a shot of pain as the hot water smears your skin. "Did Stepen really see what he claimed?" I wondered.
"He must have for the scriptures says it."
I beckon to you to recall those moments when you know, and you know, that you know, there has never been any moment than when you find yourself standing before the throne of Grace. My eyes went up; not in belief to see what Stephen saw, but in hidden mockery;
times when you lay your hands on a sick person, not believing to heal but doing to conceal your unbelief while trying to justify your works;
Do you still remember when you are told that all you need to do is to pray and believe, then you bend down to pray again; knowing you've prayed before; this time, merely an act;
the former prayers, you thought you were praying to God, while within you were blaming God for the mishap; the latter prayer before the child of God who instructed you to pray, only a whisper of weariness; never passing beyond the roughtops above you.

I felt exactly like that. It was one of those times. I lifted my face up like Stephen, but not like him. Stephen's was out of belief; mine was out of duty.
Then I met His gaze!
My eyes were undone as Christ's eyes burrowed into mine!
Pain shot through my heart as my heart He unfolded
Tears of shame, trapped beneath my eyelids as my doubt He revealed.
"Depart from me Oh, Son of Man,for I'm a sinner. Defiled and unmade I am Oh, Righteousness of God. Leave me in my state for I've failed You."
"LOOK UP AGAIN, SON. LET ME SEE YOU."
"I can't Father. Stephen is your son, for he looked at you in boldness."
"LOOK UP AND LIVE. YOU CANNOT UNMAKE YOUR SONSHIP. YOU ARE MINE. LISTEN AND LIVE."
Fear, greater than that of Zechariah when he attended to the temple of God, filled me.
As I looked up...
"IT IS FINISHED!"
AND IT WAS! MY SHAME WAS GONE. MY SIN WAS LOST. MY UNBELIEF UNDONE.
NOW I LOOK BACK AND REALISE THAT I WAS NEVER SAVED UNTIL I CAME TO THE CROSS...NEVER JUSTIFIED UNTIL I SAW THE EMPTY TOMB... NEVER REDEEMED UNTIL I WAS BOUGHT WITH HIS BLOOD.. NEVER SANCTIFIED UNTIL I WAS COVERED WITH HIS BLOOD...
NEVER SAW UNTIL I LOOKED UNTO JESUS...
TRY IT BELOVED, YOU NEVER KNOW WHEN YOU WILL MEET HIS GAZE!!!

Shalom
the prisoner of Christ

A Heavenly Language

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

"I am crucified with Christ..." -Galatians 2:20


How beautiful it is to see christians stand up and declare, with such a great boldness that, "I am crucified with Christ," after thirty minutes of being under the voice of an inspiring Man of God. Sometimes, with an aura too overwhelming, a tear escapes the confines of my eyes as I join them in afffirmation of Apostle Paul's words. Funny isn't it that the atmosphere we find ourselves in, when in Church, takes an upheaval immediately we breathe in fresh air the wind brings on our way home. Sometimes it takes only an hour (to be truthful, most times less) only to have almost forgotten today was a Sunday. Ha! I hope you no longer wonder what Jesus meant when He said that, "the word of the Lord is like a seed; some land on the floor and the birds come and pick it up..."
Dearly beloved, how innocent you are of this! For those who have attained unto righteousness by works will not have a clue of what I'm talking about, but for us who know, of a truth, that,"our sufficiency is not of ourselves," can say we've have been found guilty of this unfortunate tragedy.
Do you ever wonder the frame of mind of Paul when he beat his chest to declare such heavenly tongues of mystery: "I am crucified with Christ!"
Without ever seeing Paul, I could vouch that he meant that there should be an exclamation at that point; a pause of thought; a silence of all human wisdom; a letting go of worries that seem to cloud the present; a centurion's order to halt while every inclination of his subordinates is to obey, without understanding; a divine order for all hearts to stop in defiance of nature- for a revelation has just being made! When Paul said, "I know a man, whether in the body or out of the body, I don't know, who was caught up in the heavens and heard things unfit for a man to hear," atleast, we now have an idea what he meant.
Try saying it, O saint of God, "I am crucified with Christ!" Again. One more time. It ain't gonna hurt yah; it won't kill you mate; wa guan, say it; make una say am... Irrespective of the languages of mankind, it will come to a time that as you meditate on those words and say it, you will come to feel a strong clutch on the reins of your heart, and come to experience the superiority of the nudging over the feeling; then you will find yourself in the upper room with the disciples on Pentecost-the endueing power of His Spirit. Atlas! those tongues of fire will purge you and in all truthfulness, and with all sincerity, you have learnt another, of the language of the heavens: one is 'Halleluyah,' and another, "I am crucified with Christ!" Come on. Don't wait for me. Go on. Finish it.
"Nevertheless I live, yet not I but Christ lives in me, and the life I live, I live by faith in the Son of God who loved me and gave Himself for me."
What better time to start learning the language you will find yourself overwhelmed with, when you finally get to the place filled with jasper and streets paved with gold and precious stones! And beyond the billions of angels and saints and the beauty of beauties, that blind out the former world from the windows of your soul, coupled with the enchanting orchestra of praise crying, "Holy! Holy!! Holy!!!"- there lies the One. This time you won't forget, for He is the Christ you claimed to be crucified with... the one you truly were crucified with!

Selah!

The prisoner of Christ

For me to live is Christ!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!


"For me to live is Christ."
- Phi_1:21
The believer did not always live to Christ. He began to do so when God the Holy Spirit convinced him of sin, and when by grace he was brought to see the dying Saviour making a propitiation for his guilt. From the moment of the new and celestial birth the man begins to live to Christ. Jesus is to believers the one pearl of great price, for whom we are willing to part with all that we have. He has so completely won our love, that it beats alone for him; to his glory we would live, and in defence of his gospel we would die; he is the pattern of our life, and the model after which we would sculpture our character. Paul’s words mean more than most men think; they imply that the aim and end of his life was Christ-nay, his life itself was Jesus. In the words of an ancient saint, he did eat, and drink, and sleep eternal life. Jesus was his very breath, the soul of his soul, the heart of his heart, the life of his life. Can you say, as a professing Christian, that you live up to this idea? Can you honestly say that for you to live is Christ? Your business-are you doing it for Christ? Is it not done for self- aggrandizement and for family advantage? Do you ask, "Is that a mean reason?" For the Christian it is. He professes to live for Christ; how can he live for another object without committing a spiritual adultery? Many there are who carry out this principle in some measure; but who is there that dare say that he hath lived wholly for Christ as the apostle did? Yet, this alone is the true life of a Christian-its source, its sustenance, its fashion, its end, all gathered up in one word-Christ Jesus. Lord, accept me; I here present myself, praying to live only in thee and to thee. Let me be as the bullock which stands between the plough and the altar, to work or to be sacrificed; and let my motto be, "Ready for either."

Charles Spurgeon

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!


"Now the hand of the Lord was upon me in the evening."
- Eze_33:22
In the way of judgment this may be the case, and, if so, be it mine to consider the reason of such a visitation, and bear the rod and him that hath appointed it. I am not the only one who is chastened in the night season; let me cheerfully submit to the affliction, and carefully endeavour to be profited thereby. But the hand of the Lord may also be felt in another manner, strengthening the soul and lifting the spirit upward towards eternal things. O that I may in this sense feel the Lord dealing with me! A sense of the divine presence and indwelling bears the soul towards heaven as upon the wings of eagles. At such times we are full to the brim with spiritual joy, and forget the cares and sorrows of earth; the invisible is near, and the visible loses its power over us; servant-body waits at the foot of the hill, and the master-spirit worships upon the summit in the presence of the Lord. O that a hallowed season of divine communion may be vouchsafed to me this evening! The Lord knows that I need it very greatly. My graces languish, my corruptions rage, my faith is weak, my devotion is cold; all these are reasons why his healing hand should be laid upon me. His hand can cool the heat of my burning brow, and stay the tumult of my palpitating heart. That glorious right hand which moulded the world can new-create my mind; the unwearied hand which bears the earth’s huge pillars up can sustain my spirit; the loving hand which incloses all the saints can cherish me; and the mighty hand which breaketh in pieces the enemy can subdue my sins. Why should I not feel that hand touching me this evening? Come, my soul, address thy God with the potent plea, that Jesus’ hands were pierced for thy redemption, and thou shalt surely feel that same hand upon thee which once touched Daniel and set him upon his knees that he might see visions of God.

Charles Spurgeon

MY NEW YEAR'S GIFT

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

Laid on your altar, O my Lord divine,
Accept my gift this day, for Jesus sake
I have no jewel to adorn your shrine
Nor any World-famed sacrifice to make;
But here I bring within my trembling hands,
This Will of mine, a thing that seems small
Yet you alone, O Lord, can understand
How when I yield you this, I yield my all
Hidden therein your searching gaze can see
Struggles of passion, visions of delight
All that I have, or am, or fain would be,
Deep loves, find hopes, and longings infinite.
It has been wet with tears, and dimmed with sighs.
Clenched in my grasp, till beauty has it none.
Now from your footstool, where it vanquished lies,
The prayer ascends, "May your Will be done."
Take it, O Father, ere my courage fail,
And merge it so into your own Will, that
If in some desperate hour my cries prevail
And you give back my gift, it may have been
So changed, so purified, so fair have grown,
So one with you, so filled with love divine
I may not know or feel it as my own
But gaining back my Will, may find it yours.

lizzyash@yahoo.com
Elizabeth, O.A.U Ile-ife.

THE LORD IS MY STRENGTH

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!


"The conies are but a feeble folk, yet make they their houses in the rocks."
- Pro_30:26

Conscious of their own natural defencelessness, the conies resort to burrows in the rocks, and are secure from their enemies. My heart, be willing to gather a lesson from these feeble folk. Thou art as weak and as exposed to peril as the timid cony, be as wise to seek a shelter. My best security is within the munitions of an immutable Jehovah, where his unalterable promises stand like giant walls of rock. It will be well with thee, my heart, if thou canst always hide thyself in the bulwarks of his glorious attributes, all of which are guarantees of safety for those who put their trust in him. Blessed be the name of the Lord, I have so done, and have found myself like David in Adullam, safe from the cruelty of my enemy; I have not now to find out the blessedness of the man who puts his trust in the Lord, for long ago, when Satan and my sins pursued me, I fled to the cleft of the rock Christ Jesus, and in his riven side I found a delightful resting-place. My heart, run to him anew to-night, whatever thy present grief may be; Jesus feels for thee; Jesus consoles thee; Jesus will help thee. No monarch in his impregnable fortress is more secure than the cony in his rocky burrow. The master of ten thousand chariots is not one whit better protected than the little dweller in the mountain’s cleft. In Jesus the weak are strong, and the defenceless safe; they could not be more strong if they were giants, or more safe if they were in heaven. Faith gives to men on earth the protection of the God of heaven. More they cannot need, and need not wish. The conies cannot build a castle, but they avail themselves of what is there already: I cannot make myself a refuge, but Jesus has provided it, his Father has given it, his Spirit has revealed it, and lo, again to-night I enter it, and am safe from every foe.

Written by Charles Spurgeon

BE THANKFULL!!!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

"Be thankful unto him, and bless his name."
- Psa_100:4
Our Lord would have all his people rich in high and happy thoughts concerning his blessed person. Jesus is not content that his brethren should think meanly of him; it is his pleasure that his espoused ones should be delighted with his beauty. We are not to regard him as a bare necessary, like to bread and water, but as a luxurious delicacy, as a rare and ravishing delight. To this end he has revealed himself as the "pearl of great price" in its peerless beauty, as the "bundle of myrrh" in its refreshing fragrance, as the "rose of Sharon" in its lasting perfume, as the "lily" in its spotless purity.
As a help to high thoughts of Christ, remember the estimation that Christ is had in beyond the skies, where things are measured by the right standard. Think how God esteems the Only Begotten, his unspeakable gift to us. Consider what the angels think of him, as they count it their highest honour to veil their faces at his feet. Consider what the blood-washed think of him, as day without night they sing his well deserved praises. High thoughts of Christ will enable us to act consistently with our relations towards him. The more loftily we see Christ enthroned, and the more lowly we are when bowing before the foot of the throne, the more truly shall we be prepared to act our part towards him. Our Lord Jesus desires us to think well of him, that we may submit cheerfully to his authority. High thoughts of him increase our love. Love and esteem go together. Therefore, believer, think much of your Master’s excellencies. Study him in his primeval glory, before he took upon himself your nature! Think of the mighty love which drew him from his throne to die upon the cross! Admire him as he conquers all the powers of hell! See him risen, crowned, glorified! Bow before him as the Wonderful, the Counsellor, the mighty God, for only thus will your love to him be what it should.

charles Spurgeon

THE MAN OF CONTRASTS

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

He who is the Bread of Life
Began His ministry hungering.
He who is the Water of Life
ended His ministry thirsting.
Jesus Christ hungered as a man
yet fed the hungered as God;
He was weary
yet He is our rest;
He paid tribute
yet He is the King;
He was called a devil
but He cast out demon;
He prayed
yet He hears prayers;
He wept
but He dries our tears;
He was sold for thirty pieces of silver

yet He redeems sinners;

He was led as a lamb to the slaughter
yet He is the good Shepherd;
He gave His life by dying
but He destroyed death;
Oh, the lowly carpenter of Nazareth
Is the Mighty Architect of the Universe!

lizzyash@yahoo.com
Elizabeth
Animal Science
OAU, ile-ife
Osun State
Nigeria

WHO SAID BROADMINDEDNESS!!!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

There is no room for broadmindedness in the chemical laboratory;
Water is comprised of two parts- hydrogen and one part oxygen. The slightest deviation from the formula is forbidden.
There is no room for broadmindedness in music; the skilled director will not permit his first violin to play even so much as one-half note off the written note, the chord and key.
There is no room for broadmindedness in the mathematics classroom; neither geometry, calculus, nor trigonometry allows any variation from the exact accuracy, even for old time's sake. The solution of the problem is either right or wrong. No tolerance there.
There is no room for broadmindedness in biology; one varying result out of a thousand experiments will invaluate an entire theory.
there is no room for broadmindedness on the athletic field; the game is to be played according to the rules with no favours shown, not even for charity's sake.
There is no room for broadmindedness in the garage; the mechanic there says the piston rings must fit the cylinder walls within one-thousandth part of an inch. Even between friends there cannot be any variation if the engine is to run smoothly.
How then shall we expect that broadmindedness shall rule in the realm of christianity and morals?
He that forsakes the Truth of God, forsakes the God of Truth.

lizzyash@yahoo.com
Elizabeth
Animal science
O.A.U, Ile-ife
Osun state.
Nigeria

TRUE GREATNESS

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

learn to grapple with souls
Aim at the conscience
Exalt Christ
Say little, serve all
And pass on
This is true greatness
To serve unnoticed, to work unseen
Oh the joy of having nothing
And being nothing, And seeing nothing
But a living Christ in glory
And being careful for nothing
But His interests down here!!

Elizabeth
lizzyash@yahoo.com
Animal Science

IT'S NOT ENOUGH!!!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

It isn't enough to have a dream, unless you are willing to pursue it. It is not enough to know what is right unless you are strong enough to do it. It is not enough to learn the Truth (Jesus), unless you also learn to live Him!
It is not enough to reach for Love (God), unless your care enough to give. Men who are resolved to find a way for themselves will always find opportunities enough and if they don't find them, they will make them!


Unanimous

THE PASSION FOR CHRIST!!!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

Hard i find my books to read
His Word alone, i long to feed;
for what a love- so great a deed-
He dropped in me a mustard seed.

My eyes go dim, as i go slim
to find the Wisdom that He so deem.
The fear of God, a shining beam-
Show the Christ, Jesus is Him!

I wonder and ponder, is there a yonder?
if i just dare from Him to wander.
His love constrains, my heart grows fonder-
my One with Christ, naught can sunder.

Fascinated! Captivated! His love intoxicated!
Liberated! Saturated! His mercy-consecrated!
Sanctified! Glorified! His blood-emancipated!
All this, much more, I am perfected!

the prisoner of christ

NEW HOPE

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

You've not come to the end of the rope
there is fresh strength and new hope
for in this new semester
you'll find the help of the Master
As you work, pray and study
He'll be your father and buddy
like a glow rekindled and bright
He will flood your life with light
maybe last semester didn't go well
and all your enthusiasm and drive fell
remember there's still a chance
for success to make an entrance
God won't go to sleep or rest
trust Him to give you the best
as you start again, only believe
and your dreams you'll achieve
you've not come to the end of the rope
there's fresh strength and new hope!!!

Unanimous

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

Unless you try to do something beyond what you have mastered, you will never grow!
True freedom comes with a knowledge of the Truth-John 8:32
If you don't believe you can influence your future, you intend to camp around your fears;
No matter how massive your problem is, never let the bigness of your problem overshadow the bigness of your God.
S-C-U-D: satan continuously uses distractions
We are in this life as it were in another man's house
In heaven is our home, in the world is our inn; don't entertain yourself in the inn of this world for a day as to have your mind withdrawn from longing after your heavenly home.
Little self-denials..
Little passing Words of Sympathy,
Little nameless acts of Kindness
Little Silent Victories over favorite temptations-
These are the silent threads of gold which when woven together, gleam out so brightly in the pattern of life that God approves.
God is not silent for approval of sin but He wants us to change.
A young lady determined and willing, will find a way or make one (everyone grab this)
Never try to get the applause of people by a natural thing.
Yours has to be a spiritual breath! your word has to be the Word of God.
I must understand that there will be testing times, but they are only to make me more like the Master.
Have this faith that laughs at impossibilities and cries: "it shall be done".
There is a rest of faith if we have entered into it. This rest of faith ceases from our own works, ceases from our own struggling, ceases from making our own plans.

elizabeth
lizzyash@yahoo.com
Animal science
OAU, ile ife

APPEARANCE DECEIVES!!!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

I know a little fellow whose face is fair to see,
But still there's nothing pleasant about that face to me.
For he's rude and cross and selfish if he cannot have his way,
And he's always making trouble, i've heard his mother say.

I know a little fellow whose face is plain to see,
But that we never think of, so full of love is he.
He carries sunshine with him, and everybody's glad
To hear the cheery whistle of this pleasant little lad.

You see it's not the textures that others judge us by,
But what we do, i tell you, and that you can't deny
The plainest face has beauty, if its owner's kind and true,
And that's the kind of beauty, my brother, my sister, for you!!!

Whoso trust in the lord, happy is he - Prov.16:20
Elizabeth
Animal science, ile-ife
lizzyash2002@yahoo.com

BE STILL MY SOUL

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

Be still, My Soul
thy God doth undertake
as He has the past
Thy hope, Thy confidence
Let nothing shake,
All now mysteriously shall be bright at last

Be still, My Soul
thy Waves and Winds still know
His voice who ruled them
While He dwelt below.


lizzyash2002@yahoo.com

DELAYED FOR A REASON!!!

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

"For the vision is yet for an appointed time........
though it tarry, Wait for it,
because it will surely come......."

God instantly answers some prayers
like prophet Elijah's fire call on Mount Carnal
but the almighty sometimes delays for a season
Only to accomplish a reason.

Abraham tarried a hundred years for Isaac
that his testimony in faith may be full
Hannah dedicated infant Samuel to the lord
having endured Peninah's painful taintings.

Would John the Baptist be such effective forerunner
If Elizabeth bore him decades before Christ
or would the blood-issue woman be so daring in faith
had she not waited twelve years for a cure.

External factors atimes delay answers to prayers
like the prince of Persia to Daniel's 21-days travail
sometimes human failures hold God's hand
like the sin of Sodom to Abraham's intercession.

God in His Sovereign Omniscience
makes all things beautiful in His time
but when He delays answers for a season
be assured He delays ever for a reason.

written by Elizabeth
lizzyash@yahoo.com
animal science
ile-ife

THE PRECIOUS HOLYSPIRIT

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

There is a Pentecostal Breath;
The Spirit's gracious dower-
and souls upraised from sin and death
are quickened by His power.
Oh to be filled with life divine;
oh to be clothed with might;
oh to reflect the lord and shine
as shine the saints in light.

There is a pure baptismal fire;
a sacrificial flame;
which doth the inmost soul inspire
with love in Jesus name.
oh to be purged from sin vile faint
oh to be drawn by love's constraint
to blessing manifold.

There is an Unction from on high;
the holy oil of joy-
which all our need can satisfy;
which nought can ever destroy.
We thank thee lord for this great Gift
in such abundant flow
as doth both heart and mind uplift
the truth of God to know.

The Holyspirit like a dove
comes in His gentle grace
diffusing peace from Heaven above
on every troubled heart and face.
Oh to be kept so calm and still;
mid sorrows surging round-
that faith and hope my heart may fill
and charity abound.

There is a Seal both strong and sure,
which makes the immortal heir;
and they who have Him shall endure
thru every toil and care.
We hail the Spirit's inward voice-
earnest of perfect rest;
which makes the trusting soul rejoice
as those whom God hath blest. Amen

DID ANYONE EVER TELL U

IN AN ENDLESS TRADITION OF GOD'S WORD AND THE MIRACULOUS!!!

Did anyone ever tell u;
what ur life is all about?
Did anyone ever tell u;
what u were made to be?
Did anyone ever tell u;
This is ur life?
Did anyone ever tell u;
without Christ, u live in vain?
Did anyone ever tell u;
without God, u'll be insane?
Did anyone ever tell u;
without Spirit, u're all a waste?
Did anyone ever tell u;
if u really see urself, u won't believe-
what such greatness lies in ur heart?
Did anyone ever tell u;
u 're made for exploits!!