Surrender

My very essence and being is sinful and I am not judged for what I have done in the past but for the nature I possess. My human nature calls to sin and draws me to do acts that are capable of shocking the very foundations of the world. I have sinned and FALL short of the glory incapable of living righteous even when I resolve and set out.

Nothing I have in my possession has the charm to keep afloat from my desire to sink deeper in sin. My good deeds, testimonies, achievements, past experience with God, marriage, family, jobs, businesses and a hope of a better tomorrow unplugged from Christ only create a sense of security but never release me to fully experience the freedom in Christ Jesus.

Breaths of fresh air fill my lungs with life away from a near death experience that slipped in with no notice at all. I clasp at the foot of the cross with a resolve to never let go for a moment. The price paid for my freedom is unimaginable and its only foolishness that caused me to delve into thinking that I had anything to contribute to the saving power of God that rescued me.

I have made a decision to die to self everyday so I no longer live but Christ to live in me. To have Christ seated on the throne in my heart and to have him Lord over my very being. His Spirit to bring healing to my whole being and to use me as an agent to bring restoration to world that awaits.

‘Therefore there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus. Because though Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit if life set me free from the law of sin and death’ Romans 8: 1-2

I am free indeed

Luta

voices

The south wind blows
the north wind whispers
winds many winds joining in
everyone calling for attention
a beckoning to embrace
another to be man enough
I hear them call and call
each voice saying this is it
So many of them confuse

Africa, my playing field

I am turning around
heading for the cliff edge
Africa is my playing field
I can hear the crowd roaring

I hear him calling me out
they are waiting for you he says
Africa is your playing field
go out and make me proud

Watch me rise to heights
he found me to stand in the gap
Africa is my playing field
let all the nations praise Him

It's a Small World

It's a world of laughter
A world of tears
It's a world of hopes
And a world of fears
There's so much that we share
That it's time we're aware
It's a small world after all

There is just one moon
And one golden sun
And a smile means
Friendship to everyone
Though the mountains divide
And the oceans are wide
It's a small world after all

It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small, small world

Written by: Richard M. Sherman & Robert B. Sherman

Justified Shatter

The image is shattered
pieces won't hold together
feeble I am without Him
I stumble and fall at introspection
filthy rags I see in the mirror
focusing above Shall I
to the truth I cling hard
I am a reflection
an image of the almighty
with righteousness he clothed me
just as if I never sinned