Beautiful Poetry – Masterpice

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So some weeks back i posted the Shakespearean Sonnet #18 Can i compare thee to a summers day and promised to post my modern rendition..well here goes…Deshi Sonnet #1 I wish i could compare you to a beautiful sunset. Ladies as you read this imagine i wrote it for you and be like awwwwnnnn he’s so sweet ikr no need to flatter myself…i actually wrote it for somone (Not talking). Thanks for reading

I wish I could compare you to a beautiful sunset

But a comparison between your beauty and sunset will be blasphemy

Would be a massive failure from the onset

Because your beauty to sunset is a glory

When the sun begins to go down

And is glaring a wonderful light

You smile and feel the day’s job is done

And the future ahead looks very bright

This is how you look to me

You give hope and extreme happiness

You are so pleasant like a good melody

And the dark areas I have you fill with brightness

How I wish I could compare you with a sunset

 

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Time: The Greatest Gift – Gladys Kogi

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Hey guys, so my really good friend and fellow creative person sent me this post and it’s swell. You really need to check this out, read it and like. Thank you Glays Ibrahim and Thank you all for reading.

‘She was running and she hit her leg against a tree stump. She felt the throbbing pain and little did she know that she had a big wound on her big toe. It was so painful that she couldn’t wear shoes for days, and after about a week, without her noticing, the wound as all healed with just a little scar. She had almost forgotten that she had that injury.’

  I’m sure you were expecting something better, like a story with such a touching end, not something as normal as this. Yeah, it’s normal to have an injury, and it’s also normal for it to heal and we almost forget anything happened there, but I believe there is a great lesson to be learnt from it.
 Well, it’s normal for two people who were involved in such a heated argument that they almost tear their skin be seen having a normal conversation few days after, even though there was no actual peace making sitting. We see a little kid who cries for a toy and after a while she stops. It may not be that that toy was bought, she probably got over it and now, she wants a bicycle instead. Also, there’s this young widower who believes his life has come to an end after the death of his soulmate, who cries his eyes out like there’s no tomorrow. However, give him a few months and he’s succeeding at his place of work, and maybe happily married to another woman. If we look closely at these few scenarios, there’s one thing that is common among them all. That thing is ‘TIME’.

Time, I believe is the best cure to every disease, the soothing relief to every downcast person, the stitch in every broken relationship etc. I can go on and on to give various examples to show how important time is to us, but at this point, I think I should pause to take a look at what God tells us in the Bible about time. Take some time out to read

Ecclesiastes 3:1-9. It is not a long reading but I’ll just quote verses 1 and 3;
“There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heavens… A time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build” (TNIV).
A lot of times, when we’re passing through some things, we feel all hope is lost, and we tend to forget other worse things that may have happened to us that with time, we got over. We fail to understand that there is a time for everything to happen in this world. Sometimes, we ask for things that we don’t get, and after some time, we stop asking not because we got them, but because we’ve come to a striking realization that that thing wasn’t even necessary, there are more important things. However, at that time of asking, it looked like you were going to run out of patience.
   There is no argument however that time is the greatest gift given to us humans. It is the only thing that can’t be regained once lost. In fact, even the promise of eternity with God in heaven is a gift of time, time that has no limit, no end! Time heals everything! Just give that issue some time as that is the only moment it has to last. Relish whatever circumstance you’re in, whether good or bad, as that is it’s time, and when it’s gone, it cannot be gotten back. The saying goes, ‘you don’t know the value of something until it is gone’. I believe this is the best saying that tells us how to cherish our time. That opportunity, that friend, that teacher, that course, that loss of a loved one, that funny moment, that sickness, that child, that T.V program is there for a reason. Don’t let that time roll over without you learning the lesson it had for you!

To live is Christ – David S. Kwewum

For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain. Philippians 1:21

“Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you.”

1 Peter 5:7 NLT

Apostle Paul lived a life worthy of emulation. His stance for Christ and passion for outreach was intense. However, his journey while spreading the Gospel was despairing, and this caused a lot of burdens.

At times when charged with our choice faith, we begin to question our decision and go the extra length of finding alternatives to ease our pain. The story of Paul is inspiring in such a situation. He lived a life worthy of emulation and stood unashamedly for the Gospel.

Living life fully for Christ comes with many challenges. Your case may not be like Paul’s case. However, there is a chance that in the midst of trials, the thoughts of giving up are very much on our minds. Giving up is normal, and is the easy way out. Nonetheless, the work we’ve been called to requires our commitment to the end.

In Philippians 1:20-21, Paul said “For I fully expect and hope that I will never be ashamed, but that I will continue to be bold for Christ, as I have been in the past. And I trust that my life will bring honour to Christ, whether I live or die. For to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain.” Paul considered his pain not worthy to hinder him from his reward in Christ. This thought made his passion for the things of God adequate to see him through the trials he faced. It is easy to feel overwhelmed by the challenges that come daily. In such times, we tend to forget that we have an Advocate(Holy Spirit) to comfort us promised by Jesus. The purpose of the comforter is to show us love and bring the presence of God with us, wherever we go. The Holy Spirit kept Paul going in trying times.

Staying firm in persecution or when everything around you is failing is a difficult test of faith, but be assured that when in service for God, he is there to guide and help us out when we rely on him. The Bible reassures us that the confidence we have in approaching God lies on us asking anything according to his will because he hears us. 1 John 5:14.

In summary, while running this race, we may be faced with different challenges and may be put in extreme situations. However, we should always have a glimpse of hope as we seek for comfort from God, that way we are encouraged in downtimes. We should be alive in Christ and be dead to the world. Therein, the trials of the world cannot overcome us because of the covenant we have in Christ. Have a blessed week.

David S. Kwewum

Story Writer

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Hey, guys. So it’s been a long year. A really long one at that. This year was maybe the most important year of my life (so they make it seem) WAEC and All.

However in this midst of this year i’ve learnt a very great lesson and will love to share.

I’ve leant to see Jesus not just as a saviour and lord but as a story writer crazy yeah? Well lemme explain.

It is true that no events in the universe are mutually exclusive hence, God is in all and see’s all. That’s how big he is. What this means is that God created everything and see;s everything through. God sees the child born in the smelling village classroom (Not quite the equivalent of Manger) and he also sees the child born in the finest hospitals in the world. He see’s what each of them will become and if so wills he…they can easily exchange places.

God loves those who are called in his name and

“All things work for the good of those who love him, who have been called accordig to his purpose” – Rom 8:28

So whatever happens to us happens for a good whether good or bad. There is temporal suffering for later enjoyment.

This never really made sense to me till one Sunday in April when one of the wisest men I’ve met yet; my high school house parent Mr. Ameh was preaching and he said:

“When Joseph was a boy, God told him he would be a ruler. But God didn’t tell him about his sale into slavery, or Potiphar’s wife’s framing or the time in Prison. At the end of the day, Joseph was second in command in a foreign land”

What does this teach us? God lets us pass through fire for refining. In this process, Joseph would have easily given up and lost out but he still trusted God. His reward?? He was ruler in a foreign land. Lemme give a 21st comparison of Joseph’s story so you’ll understand better. Let’s imagine I had 10 elder brothers who hated me so much. So they sold me to human traffickers. I endured crossing from Africa to America. Many of those I left with died. Arriving at the states, I was bought over by a Senators family. I cleaned house and soon became top staff…then his wife came to tempt me, I fled. Next thing I was at the County Court and got charged with abuse to a man in power and his wife. Then I was sent to jail. Somehow Somehow I emerged as Secetary of State to the United States of America. Impossible yeah? God did it. Today, Josephs story is an inspiration to all.

Lets pick someone more contemporary. Ben Carson. If Benny hadn’t had a father who was MIA, gone to a poor school, gotten laughed at, had traumas as a teenager, suffered in medical school, and so on, Today, the black nation wouldn’t have had someone to celebrate and Neurosurgery will have been behind. Just like Joseph, Ben was made for a time. Joseph suffered so Israel will survive the famine and on and on Joseph was Jesus’ ancestor. Ben suffered and became a neurosurgeon so all siamese twins will have a shot at living independent lives.

If Abraham Lincoln hadn’t lost his Job, been defeated for legislature that year, failed in business the next year, been elected to legislature the next year, lost his wife the next year, had a nervous breakdown the next year, been defeated for speaker 2 years later, been defeated for nomination in congress 5 years later, been elected to congress 3 years later, lost renomination 2 years later, been rejected for land officer a year later, defeated for senate 5 years later, defeated for vice president nomination 2 years later, again defeated for senate 2 years later, and finally won president 2 years later, America would have suffered a very great loss and probably, the Union will have lost in the civil war.

I can go on and on with examples but I think I’ve made my major point…God at times lets the rain fall so the sun will shine very bright. He lets’s us go through stuff for later enjoyment. A song by group 1 crew says;

“I won’t give you more, more than you can take, and I might let you bend but I won’t let you break” . In the scripture, it says, “No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind”

God won’t let you go through what you can’t bear so have faith.

In conclusion, Whatever happens, whatever sorrows life brings your way, whatever road blocks you encounter, Endure have faith and you will surely overcome. You will come out on the other side victorious and in the next 50 years, your story will be on paperback and every book store on line for others to read and be encouraged. GOD IS THE ULTIMATE STORY WRITER.

 

 

Perfect Grace – Abdul Umar and Deshi Nenkinan 

Waiting in a static line today, with hundreds, probably a thousand and more ahead of me wasn’t encouraging.

My little hope I left home with early in the morning was silently shattering as the early hours of the day passed. The smile soon unconsciously became a frown.

I had enough time to think about my life: the past, present and future. Ask my self questions like what worms would like to eat for desert and if they had tea time. Just to while away time. It was shocking to see that by 2pm I was the same place I had being a day before.

Many young youths like me, sitting just desperately waiting to be screened. I then remembered something I could do. I could pray for help which I did in a second.

Immediately a friend and his mom dropped by. I could feel the proud smile on my face. Why? Because I knew deep down that my prayer had been heard. With the help of him and his mom, I was screened. Just like that. God chose me over a thousand other people to be screened at that time and day.

Not because I am perfect, not because I was more healthy or more handsome. But because he said knock and the door would be opened. Ask and it shall be given.

If we ask his grace will surely be sufficient.. I used to doubt that God heard my little petty prayers but then i got to learn… No 2 events in the world are mutually exclusive… God controls all and is in all. All we need do is pray… That prayer bridges the long distance between us and God… Just 30 seconds with closed eyes.

He is a billion miles away. But He is closer to us than our thoughts. He is waiting to pick you out of thousands like he did to me today. Only if we ask!

Called to obedience

A touching story – Jimmys letter 

 

 

Hey guys,  so I was looking for something to write when my good friend Gladys gave me the link to the this story… I think you should really take time and read it despite the length… Jesus loves you

Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said, “How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?”

Sally said, “Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?”

The surgeon asked, “Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes before he’s transported to the university.”

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good-bye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair.

“Would you like a lock of his hair?” the nurse asked.

Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag, and handed it to Sally. The mother said, “It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the university for study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.’

She went on, “My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.”

Sally walked out of Children’s Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

“Dear Mom,

I know you’re going to miss me, but don’t think that I will ever forget you or stop loving you just ’cause I’m not around to say I LOVE YOU. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday, we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know

Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD!

And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter to tell you goodbye and everything. I was sure that wasn’t allowed, but you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ‘Where was He when I needed him?’ God said He was in the same place with me as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.

Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else, this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight, I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore.

Signed with Love

God, Jesus & Me

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