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Long dress… CHECK!
Natural Hair… CHECK!
Bible… CHECK!
I have on my CHURCH CLOTHES!
On the outside I look really Christian,
Like Judas- Everyone thinks my walk with Christ is real,
Deceiving myself with all these legalistic rules…
My lips- constantly talking about God when my heart is far from His truth,
Chasing after my flesh, idolizing my foolish desires…
A gluttony- am so full of myself…
Desperately clothing my physical when my spirit man is robbed of his garment,
I stand ashamed, naked in God's sight…
Like Adam I seem to have traded in my relationship with my Father for that apple called religion…
Every Sunday I warm the church pews,
Masking my flaws with fake smiles,
Covering my blemishes with a few good deeds,
Offering my hypocritical works to God when all He seeks is my heart and soul..
My heart filled with selfish desires, suffocating on greed,
My prayers are always about “I NEED” “I WANT”
Its true when they say- Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks…
My heart clogged with so much un-forgiveness,
Like cholesterol it is diseased, rejecting the blood of Christ to wash through me and set me free…
Yes, my physical looks so good, am so burnt on approval from the eyes that watch me,
I have forgotten that I was created to worship and please only god and him alone…
My pride wont allow me to do a HEART CHECK,
I would rather tell God of how am a better Christian than most church folk than humbly acknowledge my desperate need for forgiveness and repentance,
I despise His reproach when His word clearly tells me he reproofs those he loves..
I am a modern day Pharisee- Quick to remove a speck in my neighbor's eye while a log grows in mine..
So judgmental- I am trying to play God… Have I forgotten that all have fallen short of God's glory?
I would rather hold on to every gift with a tight grip forgetting that I am blessed to bless,
I am called to serve…
This is what makes me immodest,
This is why am undressed and ashamed before God…
I say I am called to be just like Christ but here I am,
Holding onto un-forgiveness,
Keeping every blessing to myself,
Judging others like am the ultimate judge,
Too proud to acknowledge my iniquity,
Seeking approval from man while chocking on hypocrisy…
Lord Jesus- Give me a HEART CHECK!
Forgive my Iniquity and heal my sick heart,
Remove what is not pleasing before your sight,
Take away my CHURCH CLOTHES and clothe me with TRUTH CLOTHES,
Transplant within me a new tailor made heart…
Teach me to die to self and live for you alone…
Proverbs 4:23 Teach me to daily do a HEART CHECK!
Copyright © Trinity Nsofwa | Year Posted 2016
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I awake each morning..
Two choices await me..
The Savior of my soul or that same deceitful apple Eve bit from..
My Savior, radiating in truth and love and life, yet my eyes daily lust after that same old apple He created..
Instead of seeking The Creator, i seek the created..
I keep biting on the same dated apple hoping that maybe, just maybe it will taste different this time around..
Oh how stubborn can i be? how foolish can i be?
My fulfillment, why do i think I'll find it in everything else but GOD?!
That apple, it has shifted my view! It's fleeting beauty seems to have convinced my heart that it will last a life time, even though the truth in me knows Christ alone is the beginning and the end..
Suffering, pain, disappointment changes not the sovereignty of GOD in life's many uncertain seasons, matter of fact it's the storms and harsh winter nights and unbearable summer days that show me that Jesus is a GOD of all seasons..
In the storm, He carries me like the little baby Moses in His basket of peace..
In winter, His Love and promises hug me like a determined Joseph covered in his colorful rob knowing his father's love is for him is real.
In summer, His word and joy and presence cools my burning heart and quenches my thirsty soul teaching me to rest in Him.
But that apple, it has caught my eye.. seems like a quick fix to my broken dreams and shattered hopes..
Oh my soul, how could you trust the created over The Creator?
Now listen! you stubborn soul?
Jesus is God! Creator of the universe..
Yaweh! The beginning and the end..
El-shaddai..
He is All sufficient, All knowing, All powerful, Omni-present..
Everlasting Father, King of kings, My provider, He creates light and makes the darkness..
The rain maker, Joy giver, Faithful friend :)
He sends both the good and the bad times, He starts and stops the storm..
Prince of peace, The one who forgives and redeems!
He reproofs yet restores, Yes He can break then make me..
The Holy One who died and paid for my rebellion and sin, He is my salvation!
The GOD who does not need me yet chooses to love me as if i deserved Him..
Forget not oh my soul that He alone is GOD and there is no other.
So, I awake each morning and TWO CHOICES await me..
Will i trust GOD or seek after my selfish desire disguised as a tasty apple?
Dear Soul, rest in GOD alone for this world is but vanity.
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You know me.. You know it doesn't take too long before i am running my own way again.. You know it doesn't take me long before my ungrateful heart forgets the many things You have brought me through, and that just this morning- You kissed me awake and met me with Your new mercies.. Mercies- fresh and sweet, untouched with no blemish or flaws..
You know me.. You know like Israel's sons i am in desperate need of a new heart- in need of a true relationship with You..
So will You look upon my needy heart and have mercy again.. Will You look and see it's desperate need for Your mercy again?
Will You look at my prideful soul and show it the way it needs to go- Your way! Will You search the contents of this soul, know what is within, replace it with truth and not cast it away from Your presence Oh Lord, will You?
Will You transplant within me a heart that chooses to seek peace, to seek joy, righteousness, a heart that seeks fulfillment only in You Oh Lord.. Will You remind me how You sought me and found me and loved me like no other?
Will You remind me You are the one who still loves me in the dead of night when a friend i can not find.. Will You remind me You are a friend that stay nigh- one who answers when i call for comfort and company.. It is You Oh Lord.
Oh will You remind my soul of how precious, how pure, how innocent and holy the blood shade for my salvation was.. Remind me Oh Lord that i have been changed in You.. Remind me that my heart needs to be right before You if truly, i have chosen You to be my God and Lord..
Remember Oh Lord that i am made from dust and without You, i am nothing.. Remember my sin is ever before me.. Remember my desperate need for You.. Remember my own righteousness is but filthy rugs before You.. Remember that Christ is my righteousness! that i am lost without You.. REMEMBER! and for Your names sake ave mercy on me again..
So circumcise my stubborn heart that i may know You! that i may behold You and stay amazed at how wonderful You are Oh Lord my GOD.
Copyright © Trinity Nsofwa | Year Posted 2016
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When i was little, i would have never dreamed at age 24 my heart would be so depressed i would choose death over breath, literally.. That my dreams would be filled with nothing but painful flashes of confusion..
Have you ever felt so alone, you stop to care? worse still, have you ever been left alone with life's cares?
I awake in the middle of the night, my eyes covered in tears, it seems even sleep has walked away leaving insomnia as its substitute..
This emotion, is it depression or just plain confusion? whatever it is, this feeling chocks the life out of you, like lipo sucking the life out of your tummy.. It covers your brain in an invisible yet deadly tumor, drains hope out of your soul like a heart loosing its oxygen causing the red blood cells to chock..
This feeling drags you to isolation, convincing you that is no solution to this confusion, telling you that all this pain can only end if you put an end to your breath- John 10, 10; The thief comes to steal, kill and destroy.
Depression buries your joy under neath piles of iniquity and condemnation, failure and rejection.
If i could, i would rather not drink from this bitter cup of melancholy but this is the same cup that reminds me of how my Father drank from the cup of death, the cup of wrath, gave away his breath so i could enjoy eternal breath.. Luke 23, 46.
And as i search the scriptures, i am convinced that this depression is not of my Father, the Father who called my name before the foundations of the Earth, who knitted me in his likeness- Genesis 1, 26-27 and loves me eternally, the Sovereign yet loving and compassionate God, the Father who left his glory, sort me from the pits of iniquity and blessed me with a new love story..
Today i choose to listen to my Fathers word over depression, over confusion and i accept his solution, i receive his eternal salvation, daily.. John 3, 16 God loved us so bad, he gave his son, fought death and replaced our depression with his salvation.. Hes replaced your depression with his salvation.
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