Touch

For Damilare Babalola… I woke up empty today. Engulfed by my desires and seemingly insurmountable needs I have somehow lost sight of what it means to be alive. My struggle is endless. Each day drags me relentlessly to the house of my tormentor. With his steely gaze on my back he begins to flog me without flinching or remorse. But there is hope… Soon I will leave this job. Soon I will build my house. Soon I will become a source of joy and no longer the harbinger of sadness. Soon … because this morning I will touch the hem of His robe. I will place my withering fingers on the fringes of his shawl and I know I will be made whole. “And his disciples said unto him (brusquely, almost with sarcasm), thou seest the multitude thronging thee, and sayest thou, Who touched me?” – Mark 5:31 WHAT A QUESTION! You cannot ignore the audacity of such. Look at

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Jesus: The Covenant

Act One, Scene One Matthew {1:1} The book of the generation of Jesus Christ, the son of David, the son of Abraham. No matter how you look at it God is a God of covenants. In keeping with His nature He establishes covenants with the sons of me (Noah, Abraham, Moses, David etc). In David and Abraham we have the two vital covenants: The Covenant of Kings and the Covenant of Fathers. Jesus takes his reference point from these two covenants. The Covenant of Fathers and Sons Abraham was given a promise. That his seed (sons) would outnumber the stars and the sand. It was a covenant that covered the heavens (stars) and earth (sand). It was both terrestrial and celestial in nature. God promised to bless his descendants and make them His own special people – in return, Abraham was to remain faithful to God and to serve as a channel through which God’s blessings could flow to the rest

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STAND

[The Book of Joel] What the locust swarm has left the great locusts have eaten; what the great locusts have left the young locusts have eaten; what the young locusts have left other locusts have eaten. Yesterday I lit a candle and hid it under my bed – National Association of Fools Carefully tear away the tinfoil of pretence and stare into the blackness that is life. Do you realize that many people are tottering on the edge of despair? Most people who walk the streets are merely zombies with manicured nails and sharply pressed attires. There is no life in us anymore. We try to do it ourselves. We hop from seminar to spa, from hospital to horoscopes. We will try anything and everything in an effort to salvage a bit of sanity. Total annihilation is the word for the day. Life takes on the appearance of a post-apocalyptic landscape without the green leaf of hope. The swarming locusts

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CALL TO KINGSHIP

[COMMENTARY ON ISAIAH 52:2] Shake off your dust; rise up, sit enthroned, Jerusalem. Free yourself from the chains on your neck, Daughter Zion, now a captive Set yourself free. This is indicative of the terrible responsibility that faces the believer. There is a sense that God is intimately aware OF our weakness – He knows that we are held captive. The question is what captivates us? Paul declares that we are alienated and made enemies in our minds. The walls that hold us back are firmly rooted in our heads, between our two ears. We have allowed the pernicious principles of the prince of perdition to render us useless. We feed fat on a diet of death and despair, ignoring the vast vista of virtues and victory. Daily as we trudge along life, we are doused with dust. Our minds are tainted with wrong philosophies and beliefs. What do we do? We need to renew our minds constantly [Romans 12:1-2].

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One White Rose

Happy Birthday to Dolapo!!!! Turn the tides, touch the ocean floor, Kiss the reeds, and capture a thunder. Rise with the mist, catch a shooting star. Swing from the trees, unearth gold – ModupeOre I doff my hat to the Timeless Planter of the Rose Gardens of the Earth Think about it for a minute: did He have to make roses red or in so many colors or sprinkle the tapestry of sky and space with twinkling, burning stars? Did he have to make the gazelle so sturdy or give a fierce mane to the lion? Did he need to give you two ears to keep balance and two eyes to enjoy the sights and lights of the sun and moon? Did he need to sculpt your nose with such precision and provide you with a means of enjoying the beautiful aroma of freshly baked bread in the morning or the scent of one white rose, my definitive encounter with

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