HURT

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those times when you and only you alone understood what you are going through. when calm words of encouragement will simply not do the trick. when a sweet talk or motivation will fall on death ears. when no amount of cuddling or caressing from friends or loved ones wouldn't do the magic. when life felt very much like you against the world and no one can grasp the intense of your aching heart.
truth is, the world will never understand your hurt. there is a thin line and a twist when all that seemed doom can be lighted up with just a spark.
There is hope promised. there is a healer who can take away what ever hurt you are going through. a healer who is so busy healing the world with his love. a God who holds the weight of the world and yet we never slip through His hands. Rev.24:1 says He will wipe every tear from their eyes, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. All these things are gone forever.
Isaiah 25:8 says He will swallow up death forever! The Sovereign LORD will wipe away all tears. He will remove forever all insults and mockery against his land and people. The LORD has spoken!

let these words be your encouragement and bring hope to you.

the nuptial flight

its called the nuptial flight, and i'd bet not many of us know these insects are the very same underground wood eating, castle building swarms nature has blessed us with. we most of the time hate the nuisance they bring after a heavy down pour. The broken wings which later becomes thrush and difficult to sweep away. They sneak in through the trap doors just to find a source of light in a fizzling display around sodium and fluorescent lamps at night when there is a rain. the tandem running and chasing usually lasts until a female attracts a female by emitting a pheromone to attract the passing males. after a couple have found each other, t hey do the tandem chase until t hey find a safe spot to start a new termite colony. these two pair will later become the Queen and king in the colony. 

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all in 90 Minutes

By far the most important event. An advent in history to have ever been recorded and documented since human existence. An experience that will be taped on the lips and tongues of the many generations that is to come. Prophesies which claimed its occurrence will be fulfilled and at the perfect time. A weekend that will later split time into BC and AD, calibrate the future into calendars and seasons of worship and celebrations. A conscious belief to these events biblically redefines your entire existence.

The hour where darkness reign, that in a split time sessions of 90 minutes the Son of man will be wrongfully charged, tortured, tried and finally slain for my righteousness sake.

The 33 years old man will be condemned on counts of blasphemy, without cause or just for crimes He never committed but convicted to death by crucifixion.

Crucifixion, that which will be the most evil act of man has proven of God’s love for mankind.

The brutality, the agony and shame He suffered, but for the passion in His eyes will be lead like a lamb to be slaughted. 

Cruelty will be at its peak, excruciating pain at its peak, the pain He bore, through tendons and pulse, bruises and sours created within deep and flawed, insults upon Him heaped, the crown of thorns that pierced deep and all, the veil He tore proclaiming the son of God and for this He was born…to die.

Death, the bridge, death the separation, death the rift, the thin line between atonement and eternity.  For my sins the robes that clothed His soul, He bled streams of mercy from his side flows. See the entire weight of a fully grown man pecked by three large sharp nails of old. So low the King stood and yet, the grave could not withhold sincere but bold, injustice so cold.  He held both souls and I’m told the third day He arose paying in full, He stood through it all firm and steadfast; He paved way for my redemption, my freedom.

How amazing that a bunch of misfits and fishermen will fall into the company of the leadership of a mere carpenter to change the cause of humanity.

So everything is back to normal

All the programmes have been performed

The holidays have come and gone

The big dinners have been served and eaten

Layers can have the rest of their eggs back to hatch

There’s a call from the office

The kids have school

There’s not much food in stock, and the fridge is empty

The economy is back on trying times

With Unemployment and strike actions soaring so high

Stocks keep going up and down

Bills and depth to pay

Targets and deadlines are to be reached

The news on TV still blares the future

And you know, life still goes on but it’s as if Easter never happened.

But it did, take a good look around, the church is ever increasing with lost souls and broken hearts because hope has come and forgiveness has been made manifest to a world looking for peace and love.

For God gave us His Son, for a son who gave us His life to add us to His family so that one day, He will welcome us home to a place He has prepared for us.

Just remember, that Easter really did happen and it changed everything.

Kojo.tutu©2013

Thailand aims to set 'Kissathon' world record

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PICTURE PERFECT, PICTURE SENSELESS

PICTURE PERFECT, PICTURE SENSELESS

Picture perfect, picture senseless,

Man deserves but God intends this,

that through out history God has revealed in ages,

He’s never concealed His power and greatness towards …

For since creation of the world, God’s invisible qualities,

His eternal power and divine nature have been clearly seen,

being understood from what has been made, so they are without excuse,

but sin, that which became the rift in a picture perfect, picture senseless.

A culture that has abandoned the real value of the

‘CHRIST’, the gift in a ‘MASS’ celebration, replacing with a selfish and well intended greed whiles worshiping the god of commerce.

He stepped down from heaven to become a part of mans history.

Valued in flesh, came as a baby in a manger, indicative of its significance

in Luke and Matthew’s narrative.

God the Messiah coming down into the mess and muddle of real life,

picture perfect and a picture senseless,

Divinity meeting humanity, 100% God and 100% being fully human.

He risked being unpopular, that made Him man but He cast out demons making Him God.

Being Human, Jesus wept but He raised Lazarus from the dead, fully God

On the high sea's,He slept, and that was human of him, but again Jesus woke up to calm the storm, making him fully God. 

Ultimately became the embodiment of the Gift of God to an undeserving generation like ours. The gift of a child spoken, a gift much greater than anything that

will be wrapped around ribbons or kept in a hamper and stuffed into boxes.

God’s unmerited and unearned grace wrapped in the gift of the Christ in mas celebration.

A gift to you, will you cast it aside assuming it to be of little value as though it were only an empty, wrapped box or you will treasure its true value bringing meaning into this season?

Will you accept this gift of love allowing it to saturate the reason for your existence in that you have been forgiven. The savior of the world is at your door day.
Or will you dismiss him as a normal baby who will be staged in a nativity play by some nursery school kids.

it has never made sense and will never be fathomed by mere understanding. yet in all of these we know that God once walked the shores of this earth and will be back again. 
a picture perfect, you paint your with Christ.

Picture perfect, picture senseless

Kojo.tutu©2012

"...at least someone better than you"

When all things are equal, translucence in writing is more effective than transparency, just as glow is more revealing than glare”…James Thurber.
… the question is, should my transparency, or to put it, my fail-safe weakness by any means threaten the status of my relationships in a negative sense? ...or do you punish a person for being truthful and honest about a situation?
It’s an open question which obviously will demand diverse opinions. A recent conversation I got myself into might have given cause to conclude this write-up I have been trying to finish up for quite some time now.
It was George Jean Nathan who said that “what passes for woman’s intuition is often nothing more than a man’s transparency”.
A question to one sweet friend of mine went quite interesting and fascinating as I hit her with the intriguing, what do you really want in a man? Now this can be framed in several ways as in, what’s the description of your ‘Mr. Right’?
Before then I thought I wanted to talk and yes, I must say that I really called for it. Her answer was that of a real interest with a re-bound, fully loaded, aimed and triggered directly through my very being like “at least someone better than you”  :o …woooo!, that sure sounds contrary to Adele’s Someone like you right? For a moment I was stunned. You know, me and my guy-ego, pride just won’t let me be. I was like ouch!!
Funny as it sounds; maybe I should have seen that coming you know, at least I would have rephrased the question better.
Her unexpected answer felt like a pin sliding through my veins. All of a sudden my head is immediately flooded with thoughts and questions and I’m tempted to think that I should begin to live the kind of life that will meet a standard. I mean, I must meet “the criteria” for selection.
You know, that silly saying that goes like: you’re just not my type”?
And isn’t that what society and the backgrounds we came from has trained us to be over the years?...I should become something of some sort to win that ‘favor’,… I need to be a little more better to be accepted,… I have to be good to get there and be appreciated because looking at things; I simply don’t meet up ‘the grade’.
You see, I know I’m not at my best yet, I have tried to love and be more caring. I have tried 'to-do-to-become it’. God knows how much I have invested in trying to make it work. I go out of my way to please and to meet these standards and yet a shot like this can be fired up at my prideful instinct (and you can tease me on that again).
Mere words, they may sound cheap but its cause and end can never be predicted. They are the very weapons to the heart’s destruction. They delude and weaken the very nature misleading the heart from the obvious sense of a meaningful and fulfilling life. They suck the juice and drain the reason for our earthly existence especially in our relationships.
The big question now is can we be any better than we already are? Is there anything like a better person, I mean the perfect choice for me?
In one of his sermons, Joseph Prince says that God does not make choices for us. I believe He allows for us to make those choices and that is the beauty of His creation in that even when we make the wrongs choices, He still finds glory in the worst of situations. And tell me, isn’t that a relief? What do I stand to lose then? 
I have also learnt this in life, that if you want a friend, then you must first be a friend. If you want them to smile, you must infect them with your smile and if you want them perfect, you must first become the ‘perfect one’.
James in his book asks us to lay down our self pitiful self-saving, pride enhancing promises which crops up only when we are upset with other people and pick up the salvation robe. We are to be honest about how weak we are inside. James 5:16 tells us to even confess to one another…and yes u can go like “ebeei, confession paa?” You mean confessing too? I mean one will be asking is this part of my struggles as a believer? I mean who would want to admit displaying their weakness to some other person let alone in public? Well, this is what the scriptures say and we are to abide by it. But it is downright depressing and we are often caught up in this snare of trying to keep up appearances. We want to prove to others that we are well off. We are strong, I got it all going well, everything is just fine and I’m hopeful I’ll be better than I have been.
Frequently, we jot down resolutions of becoming a better us and you see, the danger is just because your pretence never comes to light doesn’t mean they don’t exist. We only hide our fears, believe the deception and hide behind it. “It is well with my soul”, we say. We push our insecurities under this cold sheet of blanket only to find ourselves seeking refuge in it at night.
Like Mike of Tenth Avenue North puts it, we are sometimes forced to believe this theological truth that we are depraved, but certainly not enough to confess and admit to other people. But the startling thing is that we have to confess to others to really believe the gospel.
For as long we continue to live life and believe that we can pull ourselves by our bootstraps then in a sense, what is the need for Christ? The gospel will be useless and that means that Christ’s death was a simple waste of time. The good news of grace and mercy becomes deluded.  And the results are that we begin to look down on others who aren’t as good as we are being a Christian or a believer because they are the worst and we ‘think’ of ourselves as being better off. Well, be careful he who thinks he stands.… We say to ourselves things like “O no.!,did he/she really do that?...o please, I wouldn’t have committed such a sin at least”. Romans 14, tells us to receive one who is weak in the faith but not to dispute doubtful things.
 It’s only lip service we often pay to Jesus because the truth still exists that we can’t change our hearts. Think about the way you fly off the handle when you are criticized, how you talked back to that bus conductor (‘trotro’ mate) because he gave you less change, how you simply can’t say I’m sorry, the first words you spit out because somebody is getting on your nerves, how you hanged up the phone on him or her. I mean our hearts are fragile and weak and it’s in the very nature how God created us. And you will also later realize that these are the very things that keep others from knowing Christ and his saving power.
The whole point is this; I believe true healing begins when we become better people for the right reasons. And we accept that our efforts can’t do it but its only grace alone that can shower on us without any pride or wishful earnings. He so freely loved the world and knows our very nature and that is why He came to die so He can take my weakness away and become strong in Me. You can never rob Him of his glory. You can’t hide the weakness and the pretense of a self-saving, pitiful savior you are. Because the truth is, God still gets his glory and you can ask Samson, a perplexing character in the old testaments.
            So, we confess all, we surrender all because He cares for us and it’s in this weakness and deepest valley of our pathetic sinful sorrowful hearts that He sees, saves  and redeems us from.
The answer, we can’t be better, Christ has become better for us and that only means freedom in Christ as a believer. And if Christ lives in me, then I am better.

Scripture ref: James 5:16

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to my President

 

 

a new dawn,

a week on.

what ever went wrong,

that, we still mourn.

memories long,

but we still strong

unity is born,let peace rule on



RIP-Prof. Mills