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Here but not quite yet.' Power is coming..Oh we shall (not forget!)
Satans minions..How he hates you'
Yet its his (trait by nature) I tell all
True.' As you all know I'm not a sayer
Of ' that nature term' I see all as
Creation dinosaur to worm..' yet old
satan he's of nature through and
Through.' Probably his invented word?
I'll tell you all (that too!) Yet back to
The Power coming.' I've seen trail sign.' Been
Around..I hear the reports.' nde's so much
Intel going round online.' I shall not leave you.!
Those words not mine.! Yet will show you
Sights in the heavens..On the earth My
Wonders; Miracles you will see and find.'
The church age is over..Check with Moses
And Ellijah too..Time for the pouring its
Coming due.' Open to the spirit or you'll
Be dammed.' call on He..Who walked as
Both God and man.' Is it possible to see God and live.? I point you to the prophets
And scriptures ( that you may live ) jacob
Wrestled; Abraham saw.. Three men before, his tent for sure.' The God of the impossible He never dies.' Another lesson
He never tries.' Moses saw Him face to face.. satan told of his deeds in Edens grace.' You shall not surely die.' As under
( that very tree..!) Eve took and ate, so bondage
Came to be.' Another tree millenia on pharisees placed our Father on.' His blood
Still lives.' Take of it now.' Before His grace
Humbly bow.' Give your old life of slavery.'
Yes die to self.' ( open your eyes ) the scriptures truly read ' that is the death.' Take it; as i have..Then live to God and not face
Wrath.'
(Moses Gava Featuring Kudakwashe Victor Shoko)
Neither did it start yesterday
Nor yesteryear
A scroll further backward
Deep into the historical era
I could see him crawling
During those years of polling
They were born egoistical
I wish I were not
Philanthropic, I would have preferred
To see them holding my trifles
At them I would fire a rifle
Only that my fingers couldn't shoot to kill
With strong aversion
I behold them thriving
Because I'm striving
At them I'm diving
Only to interpose
To forslow them Of course
If jealousy were a disease
Surely I would be among the ill
Opting to get well soon
And so, Starting Today
I will loathe no more
I will cheer evermore
Economically and Socially
I am ailing
Starting Today
I will retreat into writing
My treasure, My company
Lies in that realm
It's my world,
I create what I want
This world
Is an awfully awful place
I'll shrink from it
And venture into were I find solace
Starting Today
I'll excrete sadness and sorrow
I'll take gulps of happiness,
Today not tomorrow
Things cannot go in your favor always,
Let that sink in
You can't create happiness in someone's world
You'll be altering its design,
Create your own world
Happiness or solace,
You'll put what you want
Hell or paradise of your making,
How is that?
The orator is Starting Today
When is your today?
Today is today, Start Today
Starting Today, let's all Start Today
You know what you want, get it Today
there's protest in my praying
a defiance that keeps playing
I raise objections when I talk to Father God
about the dissatisfaction within my heart
I remonstrate I demonstrate
I tell God how I feel
I speak from places of pain
that I need Him to heal
I protest about my circumstances
and my situation
I challenged Him to perform
a godly reformation
there's protests in my praying
and like Moses was, I'm unsure
that what God desires from me
I don't know if I can speak for
I remonstrate, I demonstrate
I tell God how I feel
I speak from places of pain
that I need Him to heal
I protest about my circumstances
and my situation
I challenge Him to perform
a godly reformation
I need God to respond to my words, my needs
and my desires
I need Him to put into place
that which will have me inspired
so that I can become the best me
that I can possibly be
for God to mold me, to enfold me
and recreate my destiny
and like Hannah who fiercely desired a son
she prayed in protest until the deed was done
I remonstrate I demonstrate
I tell God how I feel
I speak from places of pain
that I need Him to heal
I protest about my circumstances
and my situation
I challenge Him to perform
a godly reformation
and like those two midwives who refused
to kill little boys
they prayed in protest until
God's might was deployed
I remonstrate, I demonstrate
I tell God how I feel
I speak from places of pain
That I need Him to heal
.
I raised objections when I talked to God
and He addressed the dissatisfaction
that was in my heart
I no longer remonstrate
I no longer demonstrate
God now knows how I feel
He's taken away my pain
and me He's now healed
No more protests about my circumstances
nor my situation
for God has performed on me
a Godly reformation
God responded to my words, my needs
my wants and my desires
He's molded me and enfolded me
and in true faith, I'm now inspired
The human nature touched the divine nature on the hills.
The cliffs, rocks, and boulders were full of beatific thrills.
The future of your coming was seen in the present form.
Glorification of the crucifixion shone in the warm storm.
Veils of illusions vanished. The ultimate truth was revealed.
Covenant between the father, son, and spirit was sealed.
Hearts flew and minds touched the heavens of immortality.
Temporal tentative truths tossed the triviality.
All we see are not total truths. The truth treads far ahead.
We merge with the endless elements. Our ego is shed.
Elijah and Moses revealed the riddles of Mount Sinai.
Change of form and shape of physique and psyche spiralled high.
Talking of pitching tents there, disciples were mesmerized.
The meaning of existence here on earth seemed summarized.
God moves on, and works even
with those who left Him,
like Moses with his fancy
Egyptian ways--God reels him in,
knowing deep down that Moses
is a holy man--then sends the
plagues and parts the sea to
make the ones He chose free.
Ah, and to repay the favor,
while Moses climbs up and up
(and God now shows only as
a burning bush, face hidden!),
the people party, party hard!
They melt their rings, earrings,
all the gold they got to make
what? An idol, a stupid golden
calf that didn't do a damn thing
to get their butts outta Egypt!
Sure, God must have been pissed
(and maybe brokenhearted again)
but Moses was livid! Smashed those
tablets God Himself wrote on, and
probably felt like smashing more
than a few dumb-heads as well!
So God goes away,or so it seems--
no longer making personal appearances,
instead seeing how humans get along
on their own... not well it seems:
wars, oppression, poverty, despair
(any of this sound familiar?)
until one day He sends His own son,
the apple of His eye, His beloved
sweet-tempered child, AND He sends
him to save the world, yet
NOT ALL AT ONCE-- (something both
believers and deniers may forget)
but one person, one soul at a time
for that is how God relates--
He may hide His face, but not His voice.
February 25 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 33-34
Key Verse – Numbers 33:2 And Moses wrote their goings out according to their journeys by the commandment of the LORD: and these are their journeys according to their goings out.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO DIRECTS US IN OUR JOURNEY
Praise be to God for directing us in our journey to:
Depart from sinfulness and selfishness
Desire faith-strengthened spirituality
Dwell in faithful stewardship as well as service
Delight in His satisfying sufficiency
Depend in His Spirit for sanctification
Numbers 33:4 Praise be to the Lord Who
executes perfect judgments by His:
Wisdom always pure
Ways along His power
Will of His providence
Word so profitable
Work indeed precious
Numbers 34:29 Praise be to the Saviour
for His inheritance for us:
Granted by our faith in Him fully
Given through His grace freely
Glowing with our trust in Him favourably
Governed along His protection for us firmly
Glorifying as we serve Him faithfully. Amen!
February 25, 2024
Evil, like a snake, crept into Eve's mind.
Adam shared the apple of Eve's conceit.
Had they, in their unconsciousness, gone blind?
Did they think that they'd, with Yahweh, compete?
Cain's conscience convinced him. He killed Abel.
Crimes mingled with mortals, like blood with flesh.
What else, except sin, seemed to be stable?
Shouldn't, like babes, humans start their lives fresh?
Could Moses and Aaron thrive in their goals?
Could saints and prophets end every evil?
Could mundane fortunes save the human souls?
Could whims of physique charm the psychic will?
Earthly creatures seemed as though they'd gone mad.
Jesus, the Christ, saw these, and he felt sad.
I attended a large gathering and took some time
to observe the great assortment of shoes stacked on the racks
I saw new shoes, pricey shoes, and shoes not worth a dime
and shoes that seemed to have crossed many paths and tracks.
I saw dainty sandals and flighty high heeled ones too
I saw sporty sneakers and rough and tough trainers
I saw both the laced and the leathery buckled shoe
Then I saw the humble yet hardy pair of slippers.
I saw pointy shoes, furry shoes and flatties as well
I saw flowery ones and those studded with trinket gems
Some stacked neatly in pairs, others thrown about pell mell
Some recently repaired, some coming off at the hems.
I saw long boots, rubber boots and
there were glittery Indian styled stilettoes
I spotted fragile glass sandals and metallic brass sandals
and soft comfy ones for comfort of feet 'n' toes.
And while I was thus lost and engrossed
in watching the great assortment of footwear
The old caretaker, to me, a cheap pair tossed
saying, ' here's an extra pair if you've lost your shoes.
She was too busy and distracted to be in my shoes of muse
So I'd to slip out thinking of some quick excuse
She didn't even notice I wasn't actually barefoot
So I had to take them elsewhere, both my muse and my boot!
Ah, and long ago when once we could afford only a 'shoestring' budget
I once hadn't enough bucks to replace a worn out pair of shoes
I was sad for not having even a good goody two shoes
Then God showed me a wayfarer's shoeless pair of barefeet
and then one hapless one with no feet at all!
So I could imagine life being in their missing shoes.
(Footnote*
Wonderin where I saw so many shoes off peoples feet? Well, in our religious gatherings say for prayers in the mosque hall or even the religious lecture hall, we've to enter barefooted and sit down crosslegged. So that's where you come across all kinds of shoes on racks provided in the cubicle.
Actually in the Disney movie, 'THE PRINCE OF EGYPT', i marked that even Moses took off his shoes before talking to God.)
Lock ruby ridden doors for roach ridden floors bleed without grace
Roused rounded wounds throughout nightly escapes
And gaping fields of endless escapades
And gaping seas my moses blade has wrenched to dictate.
Pace rotting church floors, so I merry-may await god to knock upon my door alike a loving mother
His guilty spires to sing and relapse my sorrows
Eviscerate rusted razors to lacerate a clean slate.
And in the roar of rain and reign of vines
That pin and pay homage to this chime of final time
To frou-frou odes oozing scarlet against saccharine skin
And touch and go chortles chilling curve brow'd kin
To Cupid bow'd lips agape with cherry tipped spit
Ribbed'n red ribbons t'reach 'round rust ridden gates to 6ft city scapes
Lay'n low below poppy pinned limbs
Lifeless Carcasses drowning in ailed acrid hailing wails,
Limestone limbs aground with grave grown pests, quilled acid arms armed with bitten black mitts
Askewed pinching pincers ripp'd the petty sinner's wings, now
Falling as fallen fallacies face fickle teenage fantasies
Falling as to fall affronted towards
Mother-made dishonor doused among sickly star shine,
Clutching contorted flesh wrung of blackened regret
hung 'pon the sinful spine of east borne wind where the church resides.
Mine spires spindle star swept sereneties
To cloth mine carcass
From candid claws, in a rust ridden razor haze
O' Lacerate and Eviscerate this crass phase.
Perhaps if I were to,
Rebate the mirror that faces the sinner's face,
Would I face the same fate?
3//8//2025
February 16 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 12-13
Key Verse – Numbers 12:13 And Moses cried unto the LORD, saying, Heal her now, O God, I beseech thee.
FAITH IN GOD WHO HEALS US
God heals us toward our faith’s grateful days
Along His joy of salvation of no bitterness’ trace
Here are our redeemed souls, thanking Him for bountiful grace
Upon His favour in our worshipful praise.
God heals us toward our faith’s sincere sacrifice
Along His guidance against worldly enterprise
Here are our cleansed hearts that only His purging can suffice
Upon His holiness we can never pay with great price.
God heals us toward our faith’s vow-fulfillment
Along His strength for our devotion and commitment
Here are our good works in obeying His commandment
Upon His approval for our accomplishment.
God heals us toward our faith’s increase
Along His assurance of presence that does not cease
Here are our earnest pledges, not to fail despite disease
Upon His help that grants us blissful peace.
God heals us toward our faith’s leaping
Along His transformation for our character-shaping
Here are our best offerings while His statutes, keeping
Upon His delight in our trust while for His promises, always hoping.
God heals us toward our faith’s fruition
Along His blessings of full production
Here are our spiritual deeds in our divine action
Upon His leading for our sanctification.
God heals us toward our faith’s steadfastness
Along His Word that empowers with graciousness
Here are our stewardship-services in our great commission readiness
Upon His love that constrains our ministry-willingness.
February 16, 2025