I Judge Him Faithful

By faith Sarah herself also received strength to conceive seed, and she bore a child when she was past the age, because she judged Him faithful who had promised. Hebrews 11:11

Somewhere between God’s promise and its performance is the necessity of faith, or the act of believing and acting on what God said. While God’s promises are a function of His covenant mercy towards man, the manifestation of those promises are often a function of our response to Him in faith. This means if no one believes the promises of God, there is no certainty the promises will manifest. Which is why Jesus asks: “When the Son of Man comes, will He find faith in the earth?”

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I Believe God

Abram believed the Lord, and he credited it to him as righteousness. (Gen 15:6, NIV)

The combined simplicity and depth of this verse amazes me. We often think of God as having great expectations of us, and he does. But what we think of as great may not be God’s idea of great. God speaks to Abram, Abram believes what God says, and God says “You are a correct man!”. I know it is deeper than that, but that’s really how simple it is. Righteousness, in God’s books, has always been attributed based on childlike faith. “If I speak, and you believe, then you are righteous” – that is the Lord’s creed.

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Come, just as you are

I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners, to repentance (Luke 5:32)

The irony of getting into a relationship with God, the righteous and holy Maker of the universe, is that He requires nothing of us except that we come to Him, just as we are. Jesus was clear during His days on earth, that He came in order to call sinners to repentance. His words are a reflection of the Father’s desire. So God knows that when people come, they come because they need help, not because they are good, strong or righteous. God is not ashamed to receive people in their weakness; He expects them to come just as they are.

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Peace

“Stormy days and troubled nights are borne
Only by souls secured on an anchor eternal
Unafraid, unshaken, and surely not dismayed
They ride the storms, sleep through the nights

Darkness brings doubt, and shakings cause fear
While some run around, others simply melt away
But he who trusts the Lord is like Zion, unmoving
Supported underneath by the Everlasting Arms”

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Wisdom for Troubled Times

Hello, welcome to my blog! Hope you’re having a great day? Today, I’m sharing thoughts on navigating difficult times, something most of us can relate to.

Troubled times can make a fool of anyone. Those who ought to comfort you or help you can easily become unsolicited advisers, sharing with you wisdom that you already have. This was the cry of Job in the Scriptures verses quoted below:

“But I have understanding as well as you; I am not inferior to you. Indeed, who does not know such things as these?” (Job 12:3)

“I have heard many such things; Miserable comforters are you all” (Job 16:2)

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The Christian’s Modus Operandi (MO)

For we live by faith, not by sight (2 Cor. 5:7)

My son fears being alone in the darkness, but he does not fear darkness. He is unmoved if the lights go off while he is in my arms. He knows Daddy has got him. It is amazing that we as God’s children allow fear in our hearts for any reason. It is either we do not know who our Father is, or we are not sure he is with us. This is the essence of living by faith – having proof that you possess things you hope for, evidence of things you cannot yet see. Our very salvation is hinged on the message of faith.

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Hope

Written by Joy Ijere

For over thirty weeks and six

When the food turns bitter-sweet

And all the clothes no longer fit

She bears the pain and counts the weeks

Through the cold, through the heat

She knows for sure where it will lead

For little hands and little feet

Soon from her will be revealed.

For four, five years and sometimes six

He has no shelter guaranteed

In dim and fading light he’ll read

Wants no other than As and Bs

Though all he eats is salty beans

He’s sure to never speak defeat

For one day he’ll live his dreams

With more than enough to eat.

At night, alone, she longed for him

So close he was she could touch him

But for that great gulf in-between

Oh, for her pride and dignity!

So fulfilled at last she’ll feel

When she finds him whom her soul seeks

But while he sleeps between the trees

Ssshh! Wake not her Lover till he please.

He’s two years and seventy old

Heard he has to go through CHEMO

Stage Four Cancer on the Memo

Night time, yet, without the shadows

Laughter like there’s no tomorrow

Can’t bear to give way to sorrow

For now he knows he’s reached that Close

Where he can do no more than hope.

Hope is the expectation

That something good will come

It’s what makes us to function

Even in the midst of the storm

We rise to work, and lie to sleep

For, far and yonder, we believe

That there’s a holy land of bliss

And that we’ll surely enter in.

Do You Believe?

Tonight, I own the stage.

Isn’t it beautiful?

Isn’t it beautiful how

You can be voiceless one moment

And own a stage the next?

Isn’t it wonderful how

You can rise from a nobody

To sitting among princes the next?

You heard the message of faith

Did you believe?

Did you really believe?

Did you really believe you would

Rise from the ashes and be clothed

In purple?

In purple – the purple of kings

Of royalty and splendour and honour

And respect and privilege and wealth

Of servants and banquets and feasts

And surplus and buffets and fashion

Did you really believe?

Or were you

Consumed with guilt and lust and desire

And shame and fear and doubt?

Because, all your life

You wanted this moment

You wanted to hope and believe and

Dream and see and hold onto this,

This present truth, now looming large before you

Unbelievable, but now true and real

You wanted this with all your heart

But now, it only stares in seeming mockery at you

Or does it?

Hey, wait!

Don’t go down that path

Of envy and jealousy and hatred and bitterness

And malice and unending pain,

And deceit and manipulation and subterfuge

For in reality, this would-be hope of yours

Beckons at you in desperate longing

It beckons at you to come, to come away

To the table, the table of kings

If you only believe, if you really believe

You can take your place among the stars

And perhaps tonight or some other night

You can own the stage.

Toyin Taiwo © 2016

Losing Fear

I was a captive. Of fear.

My fears – they held me by the throat

And threatened to let me go

If I ventured beyond the boundaries

They lovingly set for me.

You see, I was raised to court safety

To keep a safe distance from trouble

To use my senses, and ensure I am enclosed

By walls of security always surrounding me.

So I was always secured, heavily guarded

By my fears – the experts on security.

They set my boundaries, told my stories,

Made my choices, lent me voices,

Even threatened my friends and family

On my behalf. So I was always safe.

Safe, but never free. I was a stranger

To the vicissitudes of an adventurous life

To the uncertainties of risk-taking

And the attendant rewards

Of inventions and profits unimaginable

New lands and foreign ventures

Were strangers in my world.

Till one day,

One day while my fears were closely watching

I looked through the window of hope

And beheld visions of a different reality.

I had new dreams and saw beyond security.

I saw possibility, no, possibilities.

Possibilities in different shapes and forms

That demanded courage and sacrifice,

That demanded selflessness

Armed with courage, equipped with knowledge,

I began a journey into the unknown,

A journey to define the future.

Embracing my destiny, I let go of my fears

And found that all the while,

It was I who held on to my fears, afraid to fail

I had been my own limitation.

So I let go, and rode the tides of life,

Learning the lessons, winning some battles,

And while learning to win the war,

Failing some classes.

I enrolled in the school of life

And found freedom in the pursuit of purpose

Knowing I could fail, but learning how not to fail.

Now a stranger to fear, I know no limitations,

I have no boundaries, and fear no incursions

In my journey to pursue purpose, and fulfill destiny.

Toyin Taiwo © 2016