In that Waiting!

When life throws you in a waiting place, don’t rush out but rather reflect on why you are there at such a time, and what you can learn in that phase. As we all find ourselves in a waiting place desperately hanging on to the next news, decision or changes that may impact our lives and that of thousands, there is one word that can take the fear and anxiety away and replace it with HOPE. It’s call PATIENCE. Patience can still fear in you and replace it with PEACE. That’s the best gift we can give the mind and our soul. No one likes waiting including myself, but in times like these, patience is the best friend we can adopt to remain calm amid chaos.

I have struggled with ‘Waiting’ in the past and I still do today. I guess am someone who likes to know ‘right now’ what’s on the other side of the curtain before I make a move. However, when life hits a challenging mountain, rather than fuss around why the mountain, I think you and I should work together and figure out how we can move and defeat that mountain.
Since we are all forced in a waiting place, it is the right place to reflect on the journey we’ve been embarking on for decades. I call it ‘look deep into your closet and sort out those eyecatching chores,’ Laughs! I have mine to sort out too, but you know am not referring to a physical closet. I am talking about our lives even though some closets would love the attention.

We are all eagerly waiting to get back into the busy bustling of life. And yes, I know this seemingly stagnant period can be overwhelming for many with a desperate longing for answers. ‘When is it going to end, how long will it take, what will life be after this season?’ My advice, maybe we should all calm down and positively make use of this season.

Waiting seasons don’t last forever so I don’t want to let it go without learning a thing or two, without improving on my character, without working on that bad habit, without aiming for a clean heart and a right spirit, without loving deep, without intentionality in my love life, without mastering selflessness, without surpassing in generosity, without growing in kindness, without mastering the art of listening (gee, I desperately need this one), without being present in the moment (my greatest struggle), without gratefulness as an ever-constant word on my lips, and how can I forgot learning about the virtuous woman in Proverbs 31. These are my to-work-on commitments during these ‘unprecedented times’ (as they call it).

What about you, what will you use this season doing? Take advantage of this ‘waiting phase’ while it lasts. Don’t let it slip through your fingers. Please, not on your watch. Time wasted can be hard to redeem. You can’t go back into yesterday and make up for something you fail to do. They say the most valuable thing on earth is TIME. How will you spend yours?

You’re welcome to sit right here and reflect. There’s more than one chair in the porch above.

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The Wooden Cross (Reposted)

The Cross that brought me back to my senses
The Cross that broke the chains of bondage
The Cross that brought restoration in my life
The Cross that saved me
The Cross that stood tall on Calvary’s Hill
The Cross draining with blood
My Saviour’s blood that wiped away my sins
Oh the Precious Blood of The Lamb slain for me
The Powerful Cross that redeems

The Cross where my Saviour was hung
The Cross that made history
The Cross that will never fade away
The Cross still saving lives for over two thousand years.
The Cross that took my sins away
The Cross built for me
The Power of the Wooden Cross
The Cross that made a way
The blessed Cross where my Saviour defeated sin
The Powerful Cross that redeems

If not for the Cross where would I be….Thank you for saying ‘YES’ to the Cross and for rising up the third day. You defeated death and the power of the grave, and You are seated at the right hand of God the Father interceding for me.
Now I am forgiven, saved, justified and on the journey of sanctification.
I am loved, favoured, called, chosen and set apart for Your Glory.
Thank You, Jesus.

Happy Easter to all my followers and readers.
May this Easter be filled with blessings and divine encounter of Jesus’ unconditional love for you.

God’s blessings.

Leaping Faith for a Leap Year

Every morning when I walk down our hill to the bus stop I come across the word ‘LEAP’ on a noticeboard with a picture of someone jumping from one point to another. But this morning as I walk towards the noticeboard, I couldn’t help but ponder on the blessing of an additional day for 2020. I wonder if you and I can, like that picture on the noticeboard have the faith to jump from where we are now, into where we want to be letting go of our insecurities.
My question is, what are you going to do with this extra day? Well, I read some old traditions about Leap Year online, and some of them left me with jaw-dropping amazement. Seriously?

So what’s the meaning of leap. A leap according to my dictionary, is to jump to a great height or jump with great force. But I saw a fitting description ‘to leap means jumping across into something new.’ Now that caught my attention. See, I don’t mind leaping, but I won’t waste my time jumping into the same tracks I’ve been sitting on for years or leaping into another space which has the same trellis that I’m trying to overcome from this end. Sorry, I won’t leap. Excuse me, I am not doing it. Of what benefit is it leaping from one instability to another? If I have to jump, it has got to be into something new and life-changing, because I am tired of vaulting from one old jumble into another.

Sadly, some of us don’t mind hopping into the same old clutter we’ve been fighting to escape for decades, because with time, it becomes comfortable and familiar. I’ve been there and I want no more of it.

Right now, I want the wind of change to blow into my direction. And when that wind comes, I am going to jump on its wings and leap to the highest height possible to experience a new beginning and a fresh start to life.
Am going to leap over every mess, brokenness, heartbreak, disappointments, my failures, anxiety and every depression with a leaping faith into God’s overflowing provision for me.

So let’s get hold of faith as we leap into the new, flying with the wings of change, soaring on the strength of GRACE, and landing into the heights of new beginnings and possibilities.
Ignite that leaping faith in you and don’t let your mistakes or the failures of your past hold you back. Don’t let that trial and error experience leave you in procrastination.
It is a leap year and requires faith to leap over everything that holds you back from reaching for your purpose, going after that dream and utilising your God-given potentials. It’s an extra day of GRACE for 2020. Jesus is The God of second chances!

I am leaping off this edge, are you coming?

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Hidden in the Dust!

Cloaked somewhere in the dusty corner of a neighbourhood in a small suburban town, was an undiscovered princess hidden beneath the dust and rust of shame, humiliation, sin and mockery. It will take a supernatural sight to see this gem covered in dirt. No matter how she tries to rise at the view of the burning sunlight to catch the glitter that would light up her life and reveal the gem hidden in her, she gets pushed back right under the pile of sin struggling to breathe. When will they ever let her be who she rightfully is and not what the dirt made her? Is there any hope at all? Anything left for her to hold on to for hope?

She looks around, and everyone she could see was comfortable sitting and covered up in this unbelievable dirt. No one wants anyone to rise from that situation. However, she was uncomfortable in that mess but not allowed to step out. Somebody help me, her soul cries out, but no one could hear the gem crying beneath the mire. She was covered with so much dirt and shame that there was no way anyone could hear her from the outside.

The dust has built a noise protection wall that blocks the internal voice of the soul from reaching out for help. So she gently gave up and hoping someday, a Saviour will come to her rescue. And He finally came. So today I celebrate the birth of that Saviour who loves me past my sin and who reached down beneath the dust to find me hidden in the rubble. He refused to allow it to define my worth.

In His eyes, I was worth saving, worth cleansing, worth another chance to live, worth discovering and surely worth enthroning as the Princess He initially designed. And when He looked at me and into my eyes, I saw LOVE that I’ve never seen nor encountered. Love that saw the hunger and thirst in my soul to be saved from the mess that got me hidden in shame and guilt. Love that erases my history of sin and disobedience, and gave me a new life chapter to start again.

Reflecting on the past, I asked myself, where would I be today if LOVE hadn’t rescued me, or if I had refused His offer? I thank God that LOVE never gave up on me, and I am here to say ‘Thank YOU’ to that LOVE (JESUS) that saw the jewel in me.

Ohh, I love Christmas. I love knowing my SAVIOUR came for me.
Are you hidden in the rubble of life? Whatever that represents in your life, He can bring you out. I know, because He brought me out.

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The Canvas

All I could see was a faded portrait that looks like a princess. Looking from afar I couldn’t see the artist. So I drew closer to satisfy my curiosity.

There was someone painting that I couldn’t see. But I saw a beautiful wooden paintbrush tracing the face of a faded daughter. The colours were beyond description. I’ve never seen such living colours that kindle your spirit to life. Where did he get those colours from? I asked. While still pondering, I saw a hand glittering in shinning splendour holding the brush and painting stunningly. At that sight, my heart skipped beating so fast and leaving me breathless.

I started seeing what looks like my eyes, my nose, my ears, the shape of my mouth. The picture was so dazzling that it kept drawing me closer. The more I stepped forward, the more I see a reflection of what looks like me on the canvas. My mind asks ‘could that be me or someone else’? No, that can’t be me. The portrait was too beautiful to resemble me. It shows no hint of the wounds nor the scars I bear. How could something so beautiful look like me? No, there is a mistake here. Who is painting this portrait? How come all I could see was a hand holding a brush. So I yelled out, “Hello, who’s there? Can you hear me? Hello?”

Then I heard a voice like the sounds of many waters. Suddenly I could sense who the painter was. His presence began to fill the atmosphere, stilling my heart and possessing my mind. I turn around to trace where this presence was coming from. But He was everywhere. Inexplicably my heart got caught in an orbit, in a rhythm so intense that all I could do was close my eyes and get drenched into the never-ending presence that filled the atmosphere. And when I finally opened my eyes – there it was in His hands, a finished masterpiece portrait that could only look like His Princess.
And that was me in the magnificently painted Canvas.

He said you are BEAUTIFUL. How do you see yourself?

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