I’m working on my book titled “LOVE LETTERS TO JESUS CHRIST.” Here is a quotation from this great book;
“…As a young teenager I made up my mind to seek Him intensely on experiencing the baptism in the Spirit at fifteen years of age. Often in prayer my tongue failed to express my heart and tears did the speaking. I did not even know what I wanted, let alone what I wanted to say. Oh those tears spoke volumes to Him, the salty taste of the tears on my tongue seemed to tell my tongue, ’Sit back tongue, we the tears will take it on from here!’ The groanings of the Spirit mentioned in Romans 8:26 came to my aide. My tongue retrieved and on and on rolled down my tears as I felt my entire being weep, saying ”Jesus, dear Lord, I need You…I need You!” I believe I experienced the intensity Hannah experienced as she cried out to God to give her a baby. This baby grew up to become the prophet Samuel (1 Samuel 1:10; And she was in bitterness of soul, and prayed to the LORD and wept in anguish.). Even the Lord Jesus got to this intensity of spirit, (Hebrews 5:7; who, in the days of His flesh, when He had offered up prayers and supplications, with vehement cries and tears to Him who was able to save Him from death, and was heard because of His godly fear,). When intensity is in your spirit, soon it will boil and spill out into your soul and body. Every fibre of my body seemed to scream out for the Lord during those times of prayer, for my longing for the Lord overwhelmed me and like David the psalmist my spirit cried out ‘As the deer pants for the water brooks, So pants my soul for You, O God.’ Only the hungry seek for the Lord….”
“It is when two are alone that the depth of hearts are revealed, in the seclusion of the rest of the world is the flow of love uninterrupted. In the same way, every bridegroom desires to spend time alone with his bride to express himself to her. The Bible clearly refers to the church as the bride of the Lord Jesus, such as in the parable in Matthew 25 and also in Revelation 22:17. Our fellowship with other brethren will ‘widen’ our knowledge of the Lord Jesus, but our personal fellowship with the LordJesus will ‘deepen’ our knowledge of Him. When your walk with the Lord is deep there is a firmness you possess in the face of opposition, yet those with a wide knowledge of the Lord may be outspoken and yet not practical- they seem to be only talkers. However both depth and wideness of the relationship with the Lord are necessary. To have a deep intimacy with the Lord is to have your relationship with Him be anchored on love and nothing else, so that this love will be the seed out of which fruit comes. Fruit is the manifestation of the seed which is hidden under the ground. However to have a wide relationship with the Lord is to have your relationship anchored on superficial knowledge concerning Him, the accumulated facts you possess concerning the Lord-this is ‘knowing about’ the Lord, not ‘knowing’ the Lord. That is why it is written “1 Corinthians 8:1; …Knowledge puffs up, but love edifies.” Knowledge (accumulated facts) will only puff up someone, whereas the love of God will strengthen and build the person. It is not what we do in public that counts the most, but rather what we do in private. What you will do in public is only a fruit of what you do in private- the seed is private whereas the fruit is public. We all need to have quiet time with the Lord, time when you set aside to enjoy His presence. You may start from as little as five minutes or even less, it is okay because that is just the beginning and it is written ‘Zechariah 4:10; For who has despised the day of small things? For these seven rejoice…’, the Lord rejoices over the small beginnings, for it is like a mother who claps and encourages her baby as the baby makes the first steps. Set aside that time for your Bridegroom, He desires to spend time with you and share a lot with you, for He is your Bridegroom who loves you beyond your wildest imagination. No one has ever loved you or will ever love you as much as the Prince of Peace does. Do not be fooled by ‘religion’ and get diplomatic with Him, but be free with Him and fully discuss your life with Him. For where there is love there is freedom.”
It happened again today-I’ll tell you what as you read on!Now Algeria has become home away from home!Much of the experience is good, but there are 3 questions many,not all,Algerians will always nag the BLACK foreign student with;
1.The first time he/she meets you,even before knowing your name,he/she will ask “ARE YOU A MUSLIM?!” They’ll not ask ‘What’s you religion?’ but instead they’ll ask ‘Are you a Muslim?’
2.Then the 2nd question will be,”ARE YOU FROM MALI?”.This is because the instability in Mali,in the South of Algeria,has brought an influx of Malinationals into Algeria.Personally I think it’s an insult really to assume I’m a REFUGEE!
3.The 3rd isn’t really a question as such,they’ll say,with a bright smile “IF YOU NEED ANYTHING,COME TO ME!”.Don’t be so naive to take it literally,he/she is only being polite.
PS;If you haven’t dealt with atleast one of the issues here,then you haven’t been to Algeria yet!
I shared about the homosexual bill in Uganda with someone and he started trying hard to explain to me how homosexuality is just an alternative way of living and not wrong, he was urging me to be open-minded;In my silence I was thinking ‘IF YOU ARE SO OPEN-MINDED, YOUR BRAIN MAY FALL OUT OF YOUR HEAD!’
You know with some of us, when God says it, that settles it, no further debate! So we close our minds to all other views!
Someone made me write this poem, and she knows herself…
LOVE IS A ROSE.
Love is a rose that blooms,
Within the human heart.
With petals soft and fragrant,
Strife and pain are set apart.
Petals tightly closed in intimacy,
Bathed in the morning dew.
With sparkles of water-drops anew,
Bloodthirsty thorns restrain my touch.
Thorns of this rose,sacrifices of this love,
So I love you inspite of.
The breathtaking petals,just part of love,
So I do not love you because of.
You fill my heart with warmth,
With the drawing warmth in your eyes.
Yet the cold in your character destroys your worth,
Causing this heart to be as cold as a stone.
Like a thorny rose,I endure you,
For my loss of a tear drop,
Seems to bathe the love in you.
So I cling on to this hope.
When the songs of beauty cease,
And I feel so alone.
With all my soul,with great ease,
I will love you,my heart cold as stone.
I woke up feeling lucky that day. I bounced around the house with a smile from ear to ear almost tearing my face as I told my dad a very loud good morning greeting. He stared at me for a while as if wondering if I was about to ask him for money before replying with his usual sombre moods. He reached into his pockets and I crossed both my fingers knowing I was about to even get luckier – in my heart I sang, “This is the day that the Lord has made…”. But my joy was short lived when he told me to go and pay the electricity bill with that money. The words hit me in the face like a bucket of cold water almost freezing the very air in my lungs!
So as I walked to the Electricity company, I saw this nice brand new car, a range rover, and it was for the lottery. I thought I felt lucky so I figured I would buy a raffle ticket for this brand new car and I would explain things to dad like an adult, like a man! When I got home I waited when my dad was at his best, taking his evening tea, then I told him, explaining that was about to get for him a brand new range rover….. he beat the crap out of me before I could even finish! He beat me like a thief and called me every name under earth, maybe he was right though.
Then the next morning, still feeling lucky, my dad came and woke me up saying he was sorry he beat me because there was a brand new car, a range rover, parked outside our home! His voice was shaking with excitement. I jumped out of bed in my shorts, grabbed the nearest shirt I could find, and together we rushed to open the gate. There, standing proudly and looking at us with a slight grin, was the Electricity man. He proudly leaned on his range rover and told us, because we were staring at that brand new car, that his brother just shipped it in for him as a wedding gift! He handed my dad a disconnection order and went on to turn our electricity off! Eish! All the feelings of luck dissipated as the truth hit me, that I was about to get another beating after he leaves. I did not look at my dad, but I could feel his glare fixed on me as if about to burn holes through me with his fiery look!
My dad beat the crap out of me again!!!
“Geoff, you became boring due to this pharmacy thing! You used to be really fun like wine, but now you’re like water!” Said my friend and he inspired this response out of me….
If you walked into a room and found a table of drinks like juices, wines, sodas, milk, tea, coffee, water etc, chances are I would be the water! I’m quite tasteless and void of excitement if you stop at seeing me as a glass ofwater or in a glass of water – I don’t club, drink, watch soccer, smoke, know the latest movies, know the celebrities etc!
But then I dare you to stretch your vision, come with me to my world and you’ll realize I’m vast and deep as the sea, for I’m the water as earlier said! I’m strong and resilient as the waves of the oceans pounding against a cliff, yes I’m that water, but not the one in the glass! I can lift your dreams, your boats & ships, and sail them across the world because I am that water! I’m the calm blue sea, wide with unsearchable depth, yes I am that water so I could drown you, for I am the deep blue sea!
So when you see me, do not see me in a glass but as the vast sea, deep and wide – I am the water and I am more than what meets the eye!!!