Posted in Poems

Fears

The future is far
Or so I thought.

“Knock knock”
“who’s there?”
“Future”, said he
“Future who?”, I asked
“The one you feared”, he responded
calmly

So here we are
Dining with Time
Skipping heartbeats

Only to know better
For he has proven to be
a friend
And the tales we once heard
was all a lie

Our purpose is here
The will of God expressed
For the foe is now our friend.

‘Seye Maj

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Posted in Poems

God-colours

Once upon a time
Darkness covered the earth
For the seat of it
Was the heart of men.
All men
Male and female
Old and young
It wasn’t about the race
All was black
Continents were dark

Dark forces ruled the nations
Filled the cities
Governed our homes
For the seat of it
Was the heart of men.
All hope was lost

Till once came upon us another time…

God became man
Reconciled us to Himself
Made us the focus of His love
Because we said yes to His call.

For as many as received Him
He christened us “sons of God”
Among many other names and titles

And in the midst of all the darkness
And the pain of what seemed to be
A hopeless situation,
He declared;
“You are light, bringing out the
God-colours in this world”

Now are we the sons of God
Light in dark places
Salt…
Bringing out the God-flavours in
This world.

‘Seye Maj

Posted in Letters

To Poimēn

Dear sir,
I once was lost
Honestly, I really was lost.
The Word had a cost
My price was a must
Or so I thought.
Thank you for teaching me that Jesus paid it all
That I have been made just like Him
As beautiful as He is.
Had I not learnt that He always has my back
I’d be a victim of many circumstances
Subject to pressures of this system
Thank you Poimēn.
You taught me responsibility as a son in my Father’s house.
You taught me to pray hours upon hours
Till I see His kingdom come.
Oh I prayed till I felt heaven in my body
Bolts of lightning flashing through my veins
I prayed till light flooded my soul
And my eyes showed His glory.
Thank you Poimēn.
You taught me to stay with God’s word and believe all it says till I began to see it’s truths breakout!
Oh and it did break out.
My eyes are enlightened daily to see all that He has made me.
Such boldness to lay hands on the sick that they may recover.
The prophetic has become a norm because you taught me it’s meant to be so.
The things of the Spirit are no more mysterious because you taught me not to think so.
One thing I will desire;
Don’t stop believing in me and us.
Our ears long to hear you say to us,
“Way to go! Well done!”
Our eyes long to see the look on your face that says, “I know you can do it. You are getting better. Keep pushing son!”
And when we lead your worship or anchor your services, we long to see your nods of approval.
Oh our souls are lifted by these.
And when you chastise us, we hope you draw us close quickly lest we are discouraged in our hearts.
Don’t give up on us too soon, even when we don’t get it right.
Don’t ever get tired of believing again.

Yours,
Me.

Posted in Letters

To my friend with a white dog

Dear you,
I write because I have a mind
I write because my mind’s got memories
I write because these memories don’t go off easy.
I miss seeing your face and the smile you had to offer
The long walks to my house and the long walks back
I miss the moments of truth and the talks from the heart
The passion in your eyes for the things that touch your depths
I miss the smallness of your frame, full of love and friendly hugs
I miss all these and even more.
Then you went far away to a place not so familiar and you got too familiar.
I tried reaching out to you ‘cos I saw you had many cares.
I prayed hoping that you will see that you have all you need in all the love that surrounds you.
But you shut me out and put me behind bars.
It hurt so much, stung my eyes with heated tears.
I still believe in who you are becoming.
Greatness lies ahead of you.
I hope you will someday look back and remember you once had a friend in me.
I still miss you.

Yours,
Me.

Posted in Inspired writings

#3

I have called you the focus of my love.
My love does not produce fear, but calls you into dimensions of courage and soundness of mind.
I call you to rest in the reality of my affections and lean into the melodies of my lovesong.
My hand is constantly stretched out for you to hold on to when your heart fails and the walls are craving in.
I see it all.
I know it all.
Not from a distance, but as near as the throbbing of your heart.
I’m with you in the hurtful flames and the pressures of a transient world.
In all of these, my heart desire is that you see that my love for you is louder than the voices that travel with the wind.
See, I hear your heart call for help
But you also need to hear my voice shouting back, “Grace! Grace!”

Posted in Poems

Insurgent

He’d rather lurk in the shadows
The safety of his comfort
A ghost of the night
Master beneath the moonlight
The longing of men to behold
For the beauty of his countenance
And the sonority of his harp

Then the stars converged
For the fear of this one
A threat to their sparkle
Or so they thought
War they waged
Oh they raged

They sought the counsel of the moon
The sage of the skies
To silence this one
That he may thrive no more

They forget that they excel in splendor
And are the beauty of the night skies
They forget he is the reflection of their shine
And his glory is ultimately theirs

To them, He is the terror of the night
Minds spooked by the beauty of the ghost
Threatened by his transient applause

Little do they know
That the earth desires the stars
More than a pretty ghost
For he can only offer what they have to give

The sage understands
But the stars?
They know so little

Seye Maj

Posted in Poems

a love tale

There lived once a guy
Who had a breath…
Not that no one else breathes,
As you all know.
But his breath differs.
Exceptional.

Well, along his path
Came a damsel
With the power to make his breath count

He is the breather
And she is the witch

She wields the power to make a heart skip it’s rhythm
And her face shines the light that blinds your vanity
Her craft is not hostile
And her powers spark honest fires

The appearance of The Fairest
Made the breather breathe

The witch is The Fairest

The breather…
There is magic in his breath
And like the story of our Genesis
Their love became a living being
So real,
Morning stars sang together
And leapt for joy
So real,
Can only be compared to Eden in
All her beauty.

No one knows the end of this tale.
I do not know myself.

The ancient Breather still has a breath
And his lady still makes it count.

‘Seye Maj

Posted in My thoughts

God in da hood

hello!
I love the house of God. Don’t you?
I love the church and everything she stands for.
But today I think I’m just gonna point out something we need to work on. I hope it’s okay with you.

So here it is:
“I think I have a problem with us.”
“Anything to worry about?”
“Yes! We have become addicted to the church building!”
“errr…”

We pray to have amazing services and see mighty things happen in our midst. Of course, there’s nothing wrong in that. The church is the place where we are built to maturity and equipped for the work of ministry. But then, there is so much energy in the church that is not channeled to the streets!
So, there it is. We have a problem!
The last I remember of the Great Commission, Jesus said we should go into the world, not stay locked up in a church building!
I really don’t see why we can’t direct our passion in church to the streets.
Do you even know how many people need Jesus? How many lost people there are in your neighborhood?
Do you have an idea of how many unchurched people live on your block and need a church experience?
More than ever before, we need the church to bring God to the neighborhood!

God forbid that we are a people who are comfortable in some building and forget that our mandate is to the street.
God forbid that we will be a people that are blinded to the needs outside our church zone.

Let’s take the healing power of Jesus to the parks, slums and everywhere man is found.
The same atmospheres we have in our church meetings can be taken to dark alleys too.
The love of God transcends our imaginations, reaching to the depths of the soul of the seemingly unlovable.
Everyone therefore deserves a chance to hear the good news that God loves them and wants to do life with them.
No man should be robbed of the chance to either choose or reject Jesus.

But somehow, we don’t seem to know that people really wanna break free from the chains that hold them in. There’s just something in every man that longs for some higher satisfaction- God.

“If I be lifted up from the earth, I will draw all men to myself…” Jesus

“Who desires all men be saved, and all should come to the knowledge of the truth”. Paul, the Apostle

I’m challenged to give people a God-opportunity by offering them a church experience.
What about you?

Great Sunday morning.

‘Seye Maj

Posted in My thoughts

Restoring Sanity

I believe God is with me, and I hope you do too.

Of recent, my thoughts have revolved around a mindedness of the presence of God.
I believe that the church believes what the Bible teaches and not what the TVs communicate. I hope so.
If God’s word says “I will never leave you nor forsake you” Heb 12:5, and it says the Holy Spirit is always with the believer (John 14:17), then we must believe it totally.

I live in a generation where we judge the presence of God by the spectacular.
I live in a generation where we judge the presence of God by our emotional state. So to us, God is only there when our minds feel so, and God is not in the not-so-exciting situations

We must teach our hearts that we walk by faith and not by sight.
That you don’t feel it does not mean God is not in it!
If He said “I will never leave”, then He meant it.
I live in a generation where our faith is base on what our eyes can see and our senses can relate with.
That is carnal. We were not like this.
Jesus made one of the most profound foundational statements about our Christianity.

John 20:29 KJV
“Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed”.

That set the pace for our faith walk.
If we will believe what God’s word says about God’s presence, we will come to see that:
God’s presence is God Himself
God’s presence is not something we invite everyday.
God’s presence is constant.

It’s time for this Christian generation to come back to her senses!
Whether you have God-bumps (goosebumps) in a prayer or worship meeting; or it just feels like a regular day lifting up hands to praise, and not feeling all the holiness and splendor of heaven, God is in it!
Except, of course, you have a faith problem.

I live in a generation where we judge the effectiveness of a prayer moment by our senses. And we judge the anointing (God’s call) on a minister by how much “presence” he carries into a gathering.
WE HAVE LOST OUR MINDS!
Now, the 21st century church guy wants everything to be spooky, weird and mystical.
Jesus was not a weirdo when He walked the earth. Yes, He healed the sick, raised the dead and cast out devils. All these are expected of us too as believers. For us, this is natural.

Mark 16:17-18 KJV
And these signs shall follow them that believe; In my name shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues; [18] They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.

But He wasn’t spooky. His discussions were simple. I mean, everyone could stand a conversation with Him. He was the young, handsome story telling man, who loved people and couldn’t stand them being oppressed.
And yes, He was a gentleman too.

What should be our focus?
God’s kingdom!

What really matters now is to see God’s kingdom find full expression all over the earth.

We spread the Word
We pray down the reign of His kingdom.
We seek God’s interest first. The supernatural is not far away.

The supernatural is here. And if you don’t feel it, it doesn’t mean God is not in it.

‘Seye Maj

Posted in Poems

Truth on memory lane

Tonight
My heart latches on to the eternal revelation of Your love on my heart
Sounds and chants
Tongues beyond our fatherland…
The extent to which my heart reaches out to You.
To love on You…

Tonight
I’m drawn into the depths of the realms of Your love
As I feel it wash over me
A breath of life
A warmth of light
Purest essence of You
Glows within me
To shine for You

Tonight
I pray the moon will not hide herself
And the stars will keep being stars
That I never forget that You are a big part of my life’s little details
And the night breeze reminds me of Your loving gentle embrace

That I never forget that I am at the centre of Your love
And your plans- the big picture I’ll one day see
But as for the pieces I have now
I will be grateful for each one
And wait patiently till it all comes together
That I may always reflect Your beauty even in the littlest things

Tonight
I pray I will always remember
To be grateful for The Fairest
And the gift of love–
Reflecting these colors just the way You would

To see through Your eyes
And have passion for what aches Your heart
And in all, To be You through me.

To be the sound on Your lips to the world around me
And let them hear where others won’t tell…

Abba loves us

©Sann