“What’s so awesome about God is that though He’s powerful enough to force or manipulate us, He doesn’t, instead He invites us to reason with Him, and choose.” – Makafui.
Are there words enough,
To describe the works of His hands;
To list and ascribe the honour due Him
From ages past to the very next breath?
It is not a matter of length,
For even in every single breath,
Lies an enigma simply stated, but utterly confounding.
Are there words enough?
Father, I’m parched.
I’m thirsty, when by all indications I should be drowning.
I’m famished, when I really feel I should be utterly stuffed now.
How is it Father, that ripples on these waters still rattle me?
Why do I stumble now, when I was doing alright just a while earlier?
How am I baffled now, when I felt I understood this not long ago?
Father, please, help me; For it would be a shame to get lost, in such familiar territory.
So, what if I have fallen?
I will rise again as long as He accepts me;
I will not give up,
No matter how battered I become!
“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.
There are days when the Word comes like a gentle breeze – cooling and refreshing;
There are days when it comes like thunder – with warnings and reprimands;
There are days when it comes like rain – blessing and softening;
Every day it is like the sun – bringing Light and Life.