I’ve been charged with being unworthy;
Unneeded, unwanted even before birth;
Destined, not for this life or the next;
Overstaying my welcome; Overextending my reach;
Overestimating myself; Misappropriating resources;
Underplaying my flaws; Overemphasizing Grace.
I admit that I’m guilty;
But guilty of nothing but being loved, wanted, saved,
Appreciated, needed, understood, celebrated, precious;
Guilty of having to leave too soon; Underestimating myself;
Under-using Grace; Abusing my strengths; Hiding behind my flaws;
Sabotaging and badly misjudging the extent of my reach.
“What do you see?” One of God’s favourite questions to His prophets;
Because “The poor man and the oppressor have this in common:
The LORD gives sight to the eyes of both.”
So then He asks you and I,
“I’ve given you eyes; tell Me, what do you see?”
The vision is not just for the night:
It is the goal by which plans are formed in the light;
It is the assurance that the destination draws closer
With each step and sober diligent effort;
It is a reckoning for realignment where necessary;
A beacon that shines brighter the darker things get;
A fire that sets the heart ablaze and burns away indolence.
“I look forward to the day when I hear “crack…crash” – the sound of the dam in my mind breaking apart; Releasing all the mysteries it had been holding back…quite sure it would make quite a splash.” – Makafui.
“”Why then testeth thou me Father, when thou already knowest that which is in mine heart?”
“The test be not for that I may know, my child, but for thee (and all witnesses) to realise and acknowledge that which hideth in the deep recesses of thine heart, that Mine righteous judgement be unreproachable.”” – Makafui.
Now here is the story told of a man, who rose up and said: “Hear hear, as I speak mysteries without interpretation. Listen well, for my words do not mean what they should, but they reveal my deepest thoughts. I hold concealed in one hand keys to the past, and in my bosom is hidden the door to the future. Now hear my dilemma and give me counsel. What do I say to console myself, having lost my other arm in a bid to rob from it’s owner the keys to the future? For my enemy holds with both fists the keys to the future, and hides behind the door to the past.”
There is silence till a child responds: “Sire, thou hast no hands.” To which an old man adds: “The doors to the future have no locks, one just needs to push through.”
“The mystery of divine love, how it weighs down the mind, but lifts up the heart. True love can not be simulated, it has to be experienced, and the experience brings a conviction from the heart, that subdues the mind.” – Makafui.
“Now this life is the ultimate adventure, the divinely rigged game of ‘Hide and Seek’ of epic proportions on a universal scale. He says “Seek, and you shall find…” The search is an exhilarating thrill, not finding is of terrible consequence. So I seek, with all I am.” – Makafui.