THIS IS SMOKE

When I look at the abuse of skills 
The misuse of the gift of arts
And the image behind the acts
My eyes become an overflowing body of water
The many souls that are lost
The many hearts that are broken
The many families that are separated
And the many communities disjointed by the acts and arts
We downgrade the image
And abuse the gifts
Just to earn the numbers
And some pieces of papers or golden images
Trading the beauty of God for shame
Yet there are supposedly more well-mannered children than the prodigals
But the well-mannered children are silent
Burying their talents in the earth
Storing their talents to be used in their graves
While the prodigals are investing their talents
And yielding increasingly corrupt fruits

THIS IS SMOKE.

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.

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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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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Just Don’t Keep Me Waiting

Treat me like a patient

Just don’t keep me waiting

I know I’ve got some patience

But this is an emergency

And it needs urgent attention

But you can’t know what I want

If you don’t know who I am

Like, how do you know where I’m going

If you don’t know what’s driving me

My life is a journey

The destination, time unfolding

I know the Way am following

The speed the pain is slowing

You can follow me on

While I try to figure things out

Or you can wait and observe

Till it’s all figured out

But just don’t keep me waiting

For I’m a patient

And time is of essence.