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We are Poems

This is not a drill!

Entirely random thought, but I just realised I’ve never had to use that phrase before in real life!!

Anyway, I’ve got a companion post for The Big X photo gallery I recently posted in the works but whilst that’s on the conveyor belt I wanted to share a video with you from an event  I literally just got back from.

I had the pleasure of ministering at The Grace Convention which was organised by Emmanuel Danso Ministries, it was a great event and Emmanuel really shared some powerful thoughts on the Bible, and religion, and the true meaning of Grace, and I’m sure everyone in attendance was blessed. I know I was!! Continue reading We are Poems

For my unborn kids

I will read poems to my children, they will have bedtime sonnets,
and I will present literary bouquets of roses to their senses,
I will show them the bible as more than a weapon to win theological debates with,
I will teach them to avoid debates in general if they’re with swine who are stupid,
I will teach them to say the Lord’s prayer with none of the words written there,
that it isn’t their rehearsed words that God desires to hear,
but what truth, what joy, what pain, that they might hold in here,
I will teach them to live the Lord’s words out
for it is a living word that spouts from the good Lord’s mouth.
I will tell them they are beautiful for they are masterpieces
and to live their purpose out as they are the master’s pieces
of poetry, in purity, to let their  worn out socks mimic them and also be holy.
I will teach them to live life from outside of its temporal confinements,
To know time is only part of our daily finances,
but to spend it wisely, in investments, to save it, not recklessly waste it
I will teach them the works of Christ and show them that is how to love a spouse,
and after 18 to 20 years of preparation, then take them to Solomon’s instructions on practically working that out.
I will tell them it’s ok to be afraid,
That Elijah ran from a lady after calling down fire like it was the rain,
I will tell them it’s ok to make mistakes,
like Joshua did, but to learn from them and never repeat again the same.
I will show them that greatness is in their blood,
that the good Lord made it Prerequisite of their bone marrow,
That it simply is who they are , they need not do anything for others to know,
and if the world can’t see their beauty, to know it’s not their fault the world is crazy,
and that they need not act in any way or conform, to be content in who God designed them to be.
I will show them the beating of their very hearts is the drumroll before something incredible
and lay down a wealth of random quotes
My Father says to make all things worthy of praise or edible.
they’d quote
I will say to them to never give up.
for so long as you can breathe,
so long as you can feel,
So long as you’re alive,
You are amazing by default and only cease to be when you try to be, something that you’re not.
I will read the book of Job and show them it is more poetry than tragedy
and recount the story of Abraham and Isaac as a happy ending parody
of the drama unveiled at calvary.
I will read poems to my children, they will have bedtime sonnets,
and I will present literary bouquets of roses to their senses,
and pray they have sweet smelling dreams,
on pillows with rose petal beauties between the seams.