THE GOOSE OF THE MORNING

A special poetry collaboration between MrChrislove™ & Desoba
It's in the warm cocoon of my shell
Nestled to the river by my Abba
It's in the secure protection of His presence
Wading off harm as i hatch into His image
It's in His steps that I find mine
It's in Him that I know who I am
My true identity In Christ Jesus
Understanding the inheritance of the Saints

Thousands of souls perishing daily 
Because we are too scared to be
The goose of the morning
On the street of this wicked generation we are living
Though we've been called
To shine in the midst of the darkness
And as salt that prepare and preserve the earth
For my king’s coming
From my waddling feets to my gurgling quacks
My steps gain strength and my voice depth
And with vigorous awakening,
I arise to the dawn of the morning.
Ready to run the race set before me,
Ready for the migration ahead.

I am anything but afraid 
For my identity makes me walk in the enemy’s territory
they have been crippled like scarecrows with handless hands
I glean on the greenest of planes
For a table has already been set before me
I thread like royalty on dangerous roads
For my Abba’s angels have charge over me.
Like a Queen, slowly I walk
Radiating my splendor and glory of identity

I am far from pride or stupidity 
I am a symbol of courage and grace
I am the goose of the morning.

A Place Of Rest

A Psalm of Chrislove 
The Son of Grace
When heart fainted after him

I need for myself a place of rest 

A place where my heart is stayed

In my moment of trials and disappointments

In my moment of loss and hopelessness

I need for myself a place of rest

A place where I can call home

A place where my weaknesses

Will be exchanged for strengths

A place where my weary soul

Shall find peace and rest.
My heart is stayed on you, Lord!

In you rest my helpless heart

Preserve my soul from hell

Fill my heart with your wisdom

Endow me with special gifts

Strengthen my faith

Enlarge my heart in love

Revive my prayer life

Cleanse my life from every form of pride

Let me prosper and flourish in your ways.
Help me function in your abilities 

Let my life honour and glorify you always

Fill my mouth with your testimonies

My lips with songs of thanksgiving

My soul with praise and worship

And my feet with dancing

And my household with hymns of rejoicing

Let the gentiles behold your splendor

Upon me and come to magnify your name

Let others publicize your goodness in my life.

The Prayer of Chrislove™

 This is 
The Prayer of Chrislove™
THE SON OF GLORY
12:42 AM CST
July 10, 2021
May the abundant grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, his peace which transcends all understanding, and his unfeignedly extravagant love preserve us in his righteousness through all the storms, joys and beauties of life in Jesus name. Amen!
🕊🙏🏽💎👑🤍🦅🌹

WILL YOUR ANCHOR HOLD?

Will your anchor holds

When the tempest rage?

When storms of life are thundering on

Will you still be standing

When all said and done?

Are you properly anchored

On the Rock of Ages

Or your anchor rot with ages?

– – – –

Are you anchored on the rock of Ages or your anchor rot with ages?

Who is in your boat?

Is the Prince of Peace

Your master in your journey of life?

Or you are serving mammon

The god of your belly?

Do you trust in your horses and chariot

And the arms of flesh?

Or you look up to the Heavens

And depend on “I Am” – the Good Shepherd?

– – – –

Life is constantly changing

But is your faith fixed on his steadfast love?

There is a time to be filled

And a time to be thirsty

But those who drink from his cup

Shall never thirst again

For he will be in them a fountain of water

Springing up into endless life.

– – – –

Is your treasures stored on the earth

Where moth and rust destroy

And policies and tweets depreciate it?

Join our team, lay your treasures on above

Where no moth, rust, Tweet or government

Can destroy or devalue

For where your treasures are, there be your heart

And your heart will fail you not by the news.

– – – –

Are you tired and weary with the burden of life?

Come to Jesus – the Burden Bearer

Confess your sins and ask him for forgiveness

Declare with your mouth: Jesus is Lord

Believe in your heart that God raised him from death

And he will save and give you rest

Write your name in the Lamb’s Book of Life

And Anchor you through the storms of life.

𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

This is the story of my high expectations from the people I respect. And how I allowed my disappointments and unmet expectations affect my service to God

We were working on something edifying

Something that bring glory to GOD

Before the success

We were all excited about what God is doing

Though we didn’t have much

We were very supportive of each other

We were celebrating the little things,

Milestones that we reach

And we were praising God for it

And we were trusting God for something better

We wanted to be able to reach thousands

For Jesus Christ

With his message of love, faith and hope

We wanted to be able to reach thousands for Christ. With his message of love, faith and hope

We keep sowing seeds mornings, afternoons, nights

Every opportunities we have

And like King Solomon advised (Ecclesiastes 11)

Spread your seeds everywhere

Because you don’t which God will bless.

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐖𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝

Those that needed love killed love

Yet the love they killed keeps loving them

We shed the blood of love

Yet stains of the blood of love cleanse us

The love we did great injustice against

Keeps speaking mercy and justice for us

We break all laws, destroy images of love

Abuse the likenesses of love

Desecrate the institutions of love

Yet love gives us rest at night

And wakes us up in the morning.

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𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓!

I͜͡ c͜͡a͜͡n͜͡ g͜͡i͜͡v͜͡e͜͡ y͜͡o͜͡u͜͡ c͜͡r͜͡e͜͡d͜͡i͜͡t͜͡s͜͡ f͜͡o͜͡r͜͡ m͜͡y͜͡ s͜͡u͜͡c͜͡c͜͡e͜͡s͜͡s͜͡

B͜͡u͜͡t͜͡ I͜͡ o͜͡w͜͡n͜͡e͜͡d͜͡ a͜͡l͜͡l͜͡ t͜͡h͜͡e͜͡ m͜͡a͜͡s͜͡t͜͡e͜͡r͜͡s͜͡ t͜͡o͜͡ m͜͡y͜͡ f͜͡a͜͡i͜͡l͜͡u͜͡r͜͡e͜͡s͜͡

I can give you credits for my success

But I owned all the masters to my failures.

I used to be a seed of Adam

But now I sow seeds on the soils of Adam

I guess you know the second Adam

And that’s no coincidence

Someone feels like I’m trying to rhyme

I’m sorry beloved!

My flow got no rhythms

Because you’re off beat.

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