Easter is a time of miracles
and a chance for man’s redemption.
It started many years ago
And was a plan of God’s invention.
He sent to us his only Son
Whose love for us was great.
He died on the cross and rose again
To save us all from our sin
such as blasphemy and hate.
Enjoy Grace!!!
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will.
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill.
When the funds are low and the debts are high.
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit.
Rest, if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with it’s twists and turns.
As every one of us sometimes learns.
And many a failure turns about when he might have won had he stuck it out:
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out.
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are.
It may be near when it seems so far:
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit.
It’s when things seem worst that you must not QUIT…
Look not back on yesterday
or what you have left behind.
For only today is yours to claim,
and this moment only is your time.
Fret not on what has been
or on what has passed you by.
Yesterday is far behind you.
You can’t change it if you try.
New opportunities await you.
They come with each new day,
so look ahead with faith and hope,
and blessings will come your way.
Keep faith alive in your heart.
Live full and live well each day.
Do all the good for all you can
to all those who pass your way.
Yesterday is out of your reach
and tomorrow is not yours to claim.
Only this moment belongs to you.
So use it wisely, in Jesus’ name.
By: Lenora McWhorter
Yes you! I have all of you in mind this month. My prayer is that I will celebrate with you when your testimony is out in Jesus name. Amen!!
This month of may, we will bend but not break.
We’ve been lost, but we not a loser.
We a wreck, but we not totaled.
We fractured but not broken.
We’ve failed, but we not a failure.
We‘ve fallen hard but can get up again.
We isolated, but still we free.
We have been destroyed but will rebuild.
Our heart is broken, but it will mend.
See, no matter how close we come to breaking, we just continue to bend.
Bless🙏🙏🙏
It is that time of the season again, celebrating Easter and the resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ. This is a short poem but the message is clear.
Easter is a time of miracles
and a chance for man’s redemption.
It started many years ago
And was a plan of God’s invention.
He sent to us his only Son
Whose love for us was great.
He died on the cross and rose again
To save us all from our sin
such as blasphemy and hate.
Faith, mighty faith,
the promise sees, and looks to God alone,
Laughs at impossibilities, and cries daily,
IT SHALL BE DONE as the year runs on,
Always remember the THRONE OF GRACE when battles show up or delay roars like a lion and whether the devil likes it or not, that desire SHALL BE DONE by His Grace.
Hold on!
By: So’dini
The last time I checked
I failed,
I wept,
And I got Beasty.
Beneath my heart emptiness raided every bit of happiness in it.
My shadow told me “Your prayers won’t heal you, only if you take the bull horns, face your fears and ignore those who claim to have everything like paradise.
Social Media. The modern day Babylon, we’ve idolised her,using her beauty to oppress ourselves on her deceitful platform. Flaunting our achievements like the rest are lazy doing nothing.
Every corners of my city is flooded with depression, ill-wealth, broken marriages, lost values, Gucci snakes with deadly venom. Lifeless body by the roadside with ripped breasts & empty eye-sockets all used to plough money. 😢😢😢
I don’t trust folks,You can be a prospective prey for their new Bentley or Benz. A friend asked “how come they don’t wish me more Benz” he said.
They won’t wish you more Benz because you don’t do what they do.
Our society recent vogue is Holocaust of Pants. Steal pants or supply pants and you will be rich.
Money has taken over religion youngsters are dying faster than the oldies money made him do it
money made her do it.”
The moment Angel of Death requests for your soul, he won’t let you take any hand luggage, so why spilling innocent blood for this money.
After dancing with the Devil, eating fresh feces, stealing pants, Scheming, trading destiny like bitcoins… spent the returns on jewellery’s ,cloths, cars & show off.
Bullshitting education like everyone should follow their footprints.When it gets darker I fear for my loved ones because you & I know we’re not safe in the midst of some folks.We’re in a destructive generations but “who’ll lead the cold war like John snow…..” Those who tried in the past died with their enthusiasm.We don’t want revolution if it doesn’t involve money.
Thanks to So’dini for this deep poetry and truth. For more of this, please follow “the sonder of Babylon blog”
Bless!!!
Don’t look at the short length of this post, but the message sent.
Do I truly think that I can fool
The almighty, omniscient God,
Who knows what’s in my heart and soul
And sees through my flimsy facade?
Do I truly think the fig leaves I sew
Stitched together by threads of my pride,
Can mask my fears and anxieties
From the One from whom darkness can’t hide?
For I can’t run or hide from my Maker
He knows every thought, word and deed,
And it’s only by placing my life in His hands
That my heart, soul and mind can be freed.
By the precious blood of Jesus,
Like a lamb without blemish or spot,
He redeemed us from our sinful ways,
That the world and our selfishness taught.
Though our sins be as scarlet and crimson,
By His blood we are washed white as wool,
His presence to cleanse and to heal us,
His peace to restore and make whole.
Our pardon was purchased on Calvary,
A new covenant sealed by His blood,
What we could not do, He did for us,
When He wash away sin like a flood.
Fear not said our Great God and Savior,
To approach the great Father above,
It’s His pleasure to give you the kingdom,
Tender mercies and unfailing love.
We are beckoned- approach the throne boldly,
Our entrance secured through the cross,
No matter how small, or great the request,
Not one word is forgotten or lost.
His eyes are like brightest starlight
Piercing yet gentle and clear,
Though the heavens cannot contain Him
To the humble He gladly draws near,
Heaven’s High King stepped down from His throne
To show us the Father’s great love,
To save us from sin and the mess we made
And to raise us to heaven above,
For those who heed His call and commands
He gives peace and abundant grace,
And the promise He will never leave our side
No matter what battles we face.
He stepped off of His throne,
So glorious above,
For no other reason,
But to shine forth His love.
The angels in awe,
Bending knee at the sight,
Of the King of Creation,
Robed in radiant light.
But the splendor displayed,
On His heavenly throne,
Was eclipsed by the sight,
Of humility shown.
He walked the earth as a Servant,
Humbled Himself as a man,
As angels looked on, in stunned disbelief,
At the wonder of God’s ancient plan.
Drowning in thick darkness,
Sinking deep into the mire,
We were blown along, so foolishly,
By selfish and sinful desire.
Out of the darkness and tempest,
Out of affliction and pain,
Along came the Prince of Righteousness,
To redeem us from sin and from shame.
The weight of the cross was much lighter,
Than the price of our sins He would pay,
For redemption from, our myriad sins,
Could only be purchased one way.
Why He would show such great mercy,
To ones so unworthy as we,
Will remain the age-old question,
A part of God’s grand mystery.
Why is Christ worthy to be called the Lord?
With wide wonder I ponder the ways;
He’s the Prince of Peace and Lord of Life
Who with fervor goes after the strays.
Why do I love the Savior so?
Oh the ways are too numerous to count;
Were the whole world mine as a gift to give
It would be an insufficient amount.
Why do I cling to my Saviors side
Forsaking things I once held dear?
It’s because I’ve found Someone of infinite worth
The Great Savior who saved me from fear.
Why do I follow a God I can’t see,
And seek to walk in His steps?
It’s because He’s exceedingly gracious to me
I’m a child that He loves and accepts.
Why do I think the great God and King
Would lavish such favor on to me?
It’s a question I still often ask myself
Why He’d die to set my soul free.
Why do I choose to live a life
That could lead to much suffering and pain?
It’s because this world is not my home
And to suffer for Christ is great gain.
Why do I believe that Christ the Lord
Can cleanse the most sin stained hearts?
It’s because He truly has done it for me
By the mercy and grace He imparts.
Why do I hope in a life without end
With no death, sorrow, suffering nor pain?
Because Jesus has gone to prepare a place
In which peace, love and righteousness reign.
What I once thought an exhausting wrestling match
I now see as God’s loving embrace,
I once thought it was I holding on for dear life
I now see I am held by God’s grace.
For so many years I’ve cried torrents of tears
And thought they were poured out in vain,
But God stored each one up in a bottle
And used anguish of soul for great gain.
So please dear Christian don’t give up
Even when things seem hopeless and dark,
For Christ can set the whole world ablaze,
With a smoldering wick and one spark.
Some invest in stocks and bonds
Others stockpile real estate,
Some tie their fortunes to this fleeting world
Along with their lives and fate.
Some squirrel and horde earthly wealth
Clinging to it with all their might,
Some can’t get it off their troubled minds
And worry about it all through the night.
Some scheme, some dream and others steal
In an effort to get further ahead,
Some hope to land the ultimate deal
Or inherit wealth from the dead.
Some think that just a little more
Would cure all earthly woes,
“Cash is king” the masses sing
As the well worn saying goes.
But the wealthiest Man to ever live
Had no earthly home nor a bed,
He had no comfortable nest like the birds
To rest His weary head.
His accountant was an acknowledged thief
A tax collector part of His band,
He had no money in His moneybag
While He spoke of a heavenly land.
He preached that you can’t serve two masters
You must choose between God or wealth,
One leads to spiritual atrophy
The other to spiritual health.
He preached that the truest blessing
Was to givers not those who receive,
That His Father had beautiful mansions above
If we trust Him, love Him, believe
Jesus the Father’s beloved Son,
Who made all that we can and can’t see,
Laid down His life and His glory
To make us rich for eternity.
So if you’re burned out on the treadmill of life
Chasing after mirages that fade,
Turn your eyes to Calvary’s cross,
And thank Christ for the price that He paid.
I don’t desire
To be a good man
In order to earn salvation,
I’m saved so I seek
To be a good man
To show I’m Christ’s new creation.
My desire was to one day be great
But now pray that the Lord makes me good,
That I follow in His footsteps humbly,
And treat my fellow man as He would.
The only reason I desire a crown
Is to have one to cast at God’s feet,
To show my love and gratitude
To the One who caused satan’s defeat.
Motivated And Free 
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