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.

Love Lasts Forever

Love is as strong as death
Yet love is stronger than death
Because love conquered death
Through the death on the Cross

Many waters cannot quench love
Nor can the flood drown it
For love parted the Red Sea and Jordan River
And the fire of love licked the Overflowing drench of water

If a man will give all his wealth
And even his body to be burned
Yet all his gifts and sacrifices would be despised
Because he hath not a relationship with love

You can build the Great Wall of China with cedar
Or send the Union Army to keep guard
Even roll stones over your heart against love
Love is spirit and sharper than two-edged sword and will pierce through it all

You may have a thousand servants
And your garden blossom like the tree planted by the river of waters
It will all fade away but the Word of Love stands forever
And love covers a multitude of sins

So while men chase after beauty that fades 
And some charms- that's deceitful
Keep your gaze on love
For love is the greatest of all and lasts forever.

ORGANIC CHEMISTRY

We prefer organic chemistry 

Because as carbon copies of his image

We appreciate the chemical reactions

Between freewills in a neutral environment

But organic chemistry seems to be a pretty difficult course these days

Especially with the level of scrutiny

And pontifical supervisors.


Every step or activity is closely monitored

With tinted glasses and supposedly perfect lenses

Like you're a covid patient

About to attend a social gathering

And if we don't understand your condition

It is best we quarantine you to save the flock

Even your father's house feels like a prison house

"We want you to be free to move around

But be careful how you move your legs"


Sometimes it feels like the best way to enjoy your father's heritage

Is to demand your share prematurely

And move out of the house

But do you want to be the prodigal son reincarnate?

Now, back to organic chemistry

By now you should have developed strong compounds like your mates

But we are going to make the conditions tougher for you

By minimizing chemical interactions

Because we want the very best for you

Afterall, what does an Art Bachelor knows about Organic Chemistry?
Afterall, what does an Art Bachelor knows about Organic Chemistry?

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 STATE OF MANKIND

When I look at

The state of mankind

How God has given him

A few years to live and prepare

For eternity as a memory

I feel pity and sorrow for the younger me

Who was taught to believe that

“Youth is the time to experiment with life”

I guess I’m just another victim of Lucifer’s lies.

When you are young

You can almost say or do anything

And get away with it

But when you become an adult

You will be held accountable and responsible

For everything you say or do

Including the one you said or did as a youth

So I ask myself [and probably you reading this]

Is youth really a season to experiment with life?

The Eminence – M.H.C

It is safe to say that in recent years and decades, the cemetery has its highest tenancy occupancy rate in the year 2020. The year that historically, politically and socio-economically we were supposed to witness the manifestation of the peak advancement [improvement] in human society and quality of life.

The rapidity of the spread of the covid19 virus and the egregious and catastrophic destruction of the global human capital is a testament to the inability and incapability of humans [and science] to fully understand, respond to and resolve human or societal issues as we claimed.

The gregarious nature of man was curtailed in an attempt to preserve him from being wasted by the virus. The isolation of man [a social being] through the proposition of “healthy individualism” coupled with the constant exposure, feeding and rumination on negativity [rising deaths, hospitalization and cases of Coronavirus] triggers an outrageous deterioration of #mentalhealth.

Human institutions such as religious organizations where people tend to find solace and are historically known to enhance or foster the sense of community, togetherness, love and mutual understanding, have had their activities restricted to the barest minimum possible and in most instances provided virtually. Additional exposure to the digital world.

Therefore, even if the world is successfully vaccinated against Covid-19 and its variants, we should be planning for a global mental health and emotional crises. And begin training and equipping our households, offices, organizations and communities with the appropriate resources to help manage it. The complexity, sensitivity, almost asymptomatic and realistically incurable nature of some #mentalhealthcrises makes it even more deadly than the virus, thereby necessitating an aggressive approach and attention to it.

Check In / What Am I Doing?

My friends support me, privately

Mostly in their hearts

My enemies rage against me, publicly

Using all the social platforms

I feel I’m inspiring lives

Obviously I’m creating barriers

I believe I’m building bridges

But the walls speak louder

The wall builders have every reason

To be angry with me because

I am building bridges with the tools

That could have been used to build walls

They are totally public yet highly rivalrous

But the question is what am I doing?

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If I don’t know who I am

I would believe the obvious

Actually if I don’t know who’s I AM

I probably would have been lost

In the midst of the endless negativities I see

I found hope in timeless words I often don’t see

It is easier to tell someone how to calm a storm

When you have never witnessed a tempest

But when the wind is boisterous

You will almost forget that you are alive.

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I am telling you someone’s story

Someone that’s dear to you

But you don’t know

Someone you know so well

But don’t know how they are doing

Someone that needs you

But you care less about their needs

Someone that needs your attention

But you think they have enough

Someone that’s living with you

But you don’t know how they’re living.

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I need a little help from you

Just check in on your friends and family members

Even if they seem to be doing well

What you see outside, especially on social media

Is not really what is happening inside

And you checking in may just be

The difference between resting and taking a rest.

And you checking in may just be the difference between resting and taking a rest

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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