So …

  Listen carefully to the sound of your own heart beating. The sky around you is darkening. The mares of night race through the dusty streets. You are in this moment the Prodigal son returning home. It has been years since you last saw the starry skies over your birthplace. The streets are unwelcoming. Those who pass by gaze upon you with disgust. Why not? After all you are clad in the entrails of pigs. You reek of vomit and your disheveled hair is crowned with sores. Listen. Do not let this moment pass you by. Latch on to the feeling. For there is a lump in your throat. The men drag you to the center of the market. Their hands mean and fierce make no attempt to cover your nakedness. Who are you? Not the lowly tavern wench. You are not even the local harlot, but you are a mother caught in a minute of indiscretion with another. They drag you

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Reality of Righteousness

Listening to Pastor Onayinka Olusegun‘s teaching on the Reality of Righteousness and I find the scales falling off my eyes. The constant rhetoric in churches, designed to bombast the believer into a form of righteousness, is that we are to “work for our salvation with fear and trembling”. With voices raised and fists clenched the preacher with all his garb and garrulity attempts to arm-twist the believer into confessing his sins in order to obtain the forgiveness of God. {Once a preacher arrived with much fanfare and pomp} She and her band of merry men portrayed a God who would be so petty as to be marking church attendance register and counting the number of hours prayed. It was a drama that moved many to tears as they realized the utter “depravity” of their state. After all if God was to demand that we enter heaven on the basis of our works who would make it? Upon completion of the

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The God Mystique

Love is what brings us out of the commonplace into the supernatural. The supernatural isn’t some mystical faraway land ruled by fairies. Love is the Father’s heart to all men. It is a choice stone more dazzling than all the diamonds of the earth. Love is the Mystique of the Father. There are certain concepts in scripture that boggle the mind. For instance the stone the builders rejected…  [Plot twist:] that stone is now the infinity stone… Our chief cornerstone. God our Papa demonstrates his Love towards us by giving us His word. This word becomes flesh and dwells among us before suffering the ignoble horror of a roman crucifixion, stripped naked before his kit and kin and subjected to the most horrific of deaths. This is the wonder and the mystery of the Father. Using the seeming foolishness of death by crucifixion to ransome the world from the clutches of death. It can be explained in one word: Love

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Jesus

He is the loftiest thought in all of literature? He is more than just stories told… He is the Word. He is more than just a page turner. He is that one who walked into the grave and broke it chains. The same one who ventured into the nether reaches of hell and smashed the hold of inordinate ordinances. He is the one who turn around our captivity, leading captivity captive. He is more than a carpenter… He is the one nailed to a beam, whose blood plastered forgiveness on all humanity. The one who embraced our humanity and our iniquity and with one fell swoop crushed sin, sickness and strife. The one whose hands planted the stars in the fields of space and healed the scars on our face. He is more.  Who can measure the worth of a soul? For what price would you trade yours? Yet He empties himself for you.  He barters all His divinity –

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