“Suffering is a symptom of visible creation in the throes of death. A visceral expression of the gradual demise due to the poisoning of a once perfect world. The culprit? Sin, a poison that corrupts and destroys. The antidote? Christ, bringing life and hope to a suffering dying world.” – Makafui.
Walking down memory lane, I come across many strange sights;
Strange, not because they’re unfamiliar, surprising or unnatural;
But because down memory lane things just look different.
Some things which seemed heavy, look like feathers now;
Some things that flitted through barely leaving a mark,
Now seem to have made and left trenches deep and wide;
Fleeting moments that were regarded ordinary, barely noteworthy,
Now seem to be set in gold, with silver linings and adorned with pearls. Continue reading →
I was once a man (seems like so long ago) who didn’t have much,
But I knew how to love, and loved all I had.
One day I got something I grew to adore and prize
Above all else I had, and I desired not much more.
But not long after, I began to lose the little that I had.
After each loss, I would say to myself and to Him on my knees,
‘I’ve lost something quite dear, but I’m still grateful.’
“Forgiveness is the subtle miracle that arises from the juxtaposition of grace and truth. The truth can be so difficult sometimes, but grace can bring such liberation. I wish to have a vice-like grip on both, because I hate the feeling of being in the deceptively accommodating prison of offenses.” – Makafui.
True beauty is the Glory of God.
That is beauty that blinds – literally.
The Glory that leaves a mark on everything He creates;
A beauty that transforms whomever gazes upon it.
Beauty that is truly breathtaking – literally. Continue reading →
“Every-time the Lord speaks to His children, know that the devil is just around the corner waiting and wanting to add his two cents. Give him a chance, and you will get an earful of doubt and a smoldering spread of unease.” – Makafui.
The sound my heart makes when it breaks in repentance;
The echoes that follow my steps as I come into Your presence;
The clash when my knees hit the ground in reverence;
Every beat of my heart, reminding me of Your goodness; Continue reading →