Confessions
It was another lonely day in the streets of Awo and all i could do with the sun light hitting my eyes was another round of walk down the streets carrying upon me the work load of frustrated thoughts and worries. I had always wanted a more active life rather than the self frustrating life of failures and disappointments. I felt at those times that i was the embodiment of failure and wanted to end the life i never knew how it came about. My friends were always complaining about my forgetfulness, seclusion, anger management, bon apetit.
I was taken from this environ by an assisting brother, and found my self in the mist of my likes and i felt i was a king, making the saying true that says that in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is a king. I was in a some worth a brothel, working as a manager and trying to earn for my academic demeanor but to God be the glory, i did raise the cash as at when needed but it still insisted in making me the laughing stock of my inmates. I was far more less than humans, i dug deep into relieves like cigarettes, alcohol, Indian hemp and womanizing. All was to get solace of ease and comfort which should last for only that period they are with you.
I ventured deep into strong spirits and still resulted in partial satisfaction of my desires but the inward peace was not ever found. I occupied the mind with more activities, working my self to death for the sake of the money and for the grace of a certificate, it was frustrating that i had spent a whole eight years for a four year course, yet nothing to show for all the money spent, all the stress wasted and all determinations drained.
I grew weaker and weaker in the faith i had in God and men were a night mare to me. I was always thinking i was under a spell of some worth i don't know. I grew more inward and reserved and lost the zeal to call or visit friends, pretends to be too busy and actually loosing it completely.
The Grace of the Lord is sufficient for all of us in our deeper most thought and the Lord only wants something unique from the already chosen. What if i tell you i found out that i was a chosen son from God who the devil wants to ruin his life and frustrate, what will you say? Speechless? You and are are not too different cause we have similar battles and goals to attain in life, its not the battle that determines who you are but the victory over each as they come. You need Him in all these battles cause some you will loose without him, but with the Lord, you are a victorious fighter all the time just like the Isrealites as the first born son. If you are ever in the mood to loose a war, challenge him and i am sorry, you are as sure to loose as the air you breath.
" ...who can battle with the Lord?..."
Are you a warrior? Soldier? Challenger? Gambler? I have a thing for you, do this with the challenges in your life with the lord by your side and i am assuring you a mighty success that is beyond your imagination. A warrior will fight for the Lord, and will stand firm on the battle field to die for the Lord cause his words are yes and Amen. He lives with his words and stands firm to his loving grace and promises. Channel the energy into the Lord, and see what a Soldier he will make of you. Not one led by the deceit of the political dunes or that from the twisted selfish leader of a clan, He will not be selfish and lead you astray, he will not allow you dash your foot on the stone. He is God of Life and of Peace and he will fill you with the right arms and weapons to fight this war of the heart and mind.
Gamblers are full of the faith in nothing, and many fall to that believe and return to square one. Are you one and you do the betting of millions of your money, time and family on your false belief of a better and increased wealth. Wealth i must say is an illusion of the mind and its all filled with the stuffs that comes with it, greed, envy, anarchy, death, murders, stealing, lying and so much more. We are disciples of the antichrist cause we must live nicely, in comfortable homes, with a 3D and 4D large screen for games and watching the football soccer from home.
I am not interested in what you do to make money or what keeps your bill paid, i am as interested in what thrills you when you wake up in the morning and what keeps you going when you leave for work, eat your meals and with friends. Finally, do you return home with anger and frustration to your family or do you allow the peace from withing take charge of your soul all the time. You are a blessed soul all the time and if you ever allow the worries and effect of those around you reach into what you must do, then you are no different from a remote controlled TV. You are no less than it.
If wen get to switch off our earthly minds and concentrate on our heavenly goals, people will laugh at your stupidity and will make you feel like a fool, but that is not the reason to fall apart and die. is it?Hello Mister and Miss, am i full of shit? So i was expecting to hear that cause shit is actually a waste product of a good meal from hard earned money. So what is the point of the Hard earned money that will result to shit, when we can easily form a network of friends and get to earn good money, make good friends and become closer to the nature God created with a newer approach and understanding. We will be tired at the end of the day from a 9 to 5 job and barely have time for wife, baby and those who truly care about you. This is a chance to be more of these and get the freedom you see and want from the life you are living already
I still realized that of all these actions, my mom always gave me the words of spiritual up-lifts and encouragement, was always telling me not to worry, my dad was always saying it will be well, my younger ones were more understanding than i expected.I was getting worked up with the activities around me and
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