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Who Moved My Cheese (4 min read)

I found myself reading this book yesterday afternoon and wondered how come after all these years I’m now getting to read the book. I had encountered it with friends but never bothered to ask any more information about it as the title didn’t sound too catchy to me back then, unlike the way it’s jumping at me now that I’ve devoured the contents. Thinking about how short and concise the story is, makes me more ashamed for not having read it earlier. But the fun part of life is that, everything happens for a reason and in a specific season. This is the time I needed the info and it has come just at the right time. Edward, thanks for recommending the book to me. I really appreciate it. I hope you enjoy the few lessons I’m gonna share and find a way and time to download the book and read it. Cheers and enjoy!

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Posted in Poetry, Write Ups

I have a dream

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I wasn’t always this way;
I was a child shut in by tradition, afraid to speak of my dreams;
Lest I be thrown into a well and shipped off to Egypt;
So I learned to dream under wraps:
Hidden by thick blankets of self-doubt and people pleasing,
A prisoner of despair: my little heart-broken beyond repair;
Broken into pieces by the hammer of discouragement,
The hammer who spoke a language only I could understand:
A language whose chief alphabets spell “YOU CAN’T DO THIS” –
“THIS ISN’T WHAT YOU WERE CALLED TO DO“.

For so long, I stayed imprisoned by the shackles of depression and repression;
Pushing the gifts deeper down, denying their existence for fear of being unique,
I feared being special:
being Saved, Prepared, Equipped, Constructed Intrinsically Agile for Life;
I couldn’t fathom that I had to be different; it didn’t make any sense to be;
Because being different meant being bullied;
Different meant being too proud;
Different meant being too scared of being wrong;
Different meant accepting me for all I was;
Different meant accepting the responsibility that I was carved & created for a time like this;
That my frame was tall and weight light so I could fly;
That my mind worked non-stop so I could provide solutions;
That my heart beat with passion for a reason;

I wasn’t always like this,
I failed to see that being mediocre was what was killing me;
Failed to identify that voice of fear and replace it with faith;
Fear that made me stoop and squat when I was made to stand;
Fear that crippled me and kept me from running when I was designed to fly;
I never used to be this way;
Never used to be confident in who God made me to be;
Didn’t imagine I could be an influence, much more a positive one;
Never dreamt of being a voice to my generation;

I thank God for the revelation;
That I was made for such a dispensation;
That provision had been made for the great vision;
That I had nothing to do with discouragement;
Because my influence and fulfilment of purpose and vision is by divine arrangement;
I thank God for the liberation;
That has caused my life to be a constant purpose celebration.

Whoever you are and whatever you are going through whilst trying to follow God’s will for your life, be encouraged that the vision is for an appointed time and that though it tarried, it will surely come to pass. God doesn’t start anything He wouldn’t or can’t finish. Keep trusting.

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Not Too Late to Dream

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Age is just a number. It’s not another member of your body to determine what you can or can’t do. It’s your mindset and the way you choose to  see life that affects what you can or can’t do at any appointed time. I remember in scripture when the bible said ” And the Lord said, “Behold, they are one people and they have all one language, and this is only the beginning of what they will do. And nothing that they propose to do will now be impossible for them.” — Gen 11:6

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Posted in Christ Life, Poetry

Go labor on

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Go labor on, tired or tried;
Go labor on, persecuted or welcomed;
Go labor on; despised or celebrated;
Go labor on; supported or left alone;
Go labor on; afraid or courageous;
Go labor on; for it is thy calling.

The journey isn’t an easy one;
But the love always has to be an even tone;
For the master has made your heart his home;
That to others you may reach to change;
Your selfish desires may rear their head;
Your tired body will want to rest; but there’s the need to ace the test;
As others’ lives depend on your success;

Give up because they are not trying enough?
Plot against them because they plotted against you?
Feed them a dose of their own medicine because they despised you?
Run away because they fight and attack you?
Flare up because they irritate and annoy you?
Harden up because they don’t deserve your love?
What  way did the master go?

Reach out and save;
Closer to the savior draw them;
Love them in their undesirable states;
Don’t be the one to judge their fate;
For their sake, do sacrifice;
Lay down your life if it will suffice;
Turn them over to the Holy Spirit’s office.

Go labor on, depend on the master for strength;
Go labor on, let His joy always be your source;
Go labor on, be cheerful and full of praise at all times;
Go labor on, connect even when there’s a barricade to accepting the love;
Go labor on, rescue the perishing, snatch him from the grave;
Go labor on, peace your trademark shall be;
Go labor on, your reward in due season you shall receive.

 

We all have times when we feel like giving up in the Christian journey. Let’s not forget that God is always there to help us keep walking and making a difference in the world. Don’t forget that with every breath, step, action etc. the glory of God is being showcased by you. So go labor on, keep on, even if men don’t appreciate your efforts. 

Check out this track by NF — I’ll keep on

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Posted in Prompts, Stories

To Live Again

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Sharon was back to her favorite and yet least favorite place in the house. Dark and out of sight she liked to think it was. It’s funny how her life had become an irony too soon. The bliss and gaiety had all disappeared, leaving just gloom and doom.

She shut her eyes firmly and closed her ears as she anticipated the worst yet again. Her kind and sweet father had suddenly taken to drinking and always came home to take it out on her frail mother. And since they were the only 3 people living in the house, her mom had no one to save her and so continued to endure the pain, disrespect, hurt and disgrace almost every blessed day. Blessed wasn’t a word her mom would call her day.

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