The Strength & Beauty of Memories

Memories to cherish

Memories to bury

Memories so heartwarming, unforgettable and ever vivid

Stories that talk about our journey thus far.

The experiential knowledge of the indwelling of the Holy Spirit.

So special is this memory that it won’t be discarded.

On bended knees, there were tears and the speaking of an unknown tongue. Perhaps, shutting up would make the gift vanish.

In the shop, all alone and the beauty gushing out from deep within.

The day at the altar to say the vows

So special in all sort of ways.

Finally, we’ve found each other and are sealing it.

Looking to forever together.

The forever without challenges.

Don’t they say love will conquer all?

So hopeful were we that nothing would destroy this happiness that we had found.

Good memories which remind us of God’s faithfulness.

How about memories of the mess?

The one that is buried at the bottom of the soul where no one can access.

In the dark, with the man, doing things we know we aren’t supposed to.

Memories so dark we even wish God wouldn’t see. Even if He has seen, we pray He forgets

So shameful we try to bury.

The bad memory?

The day we got so disappointed or sad and wept bitterly.

Why me? Why us? Why him?

This had us casting out all demons and hoped they are only nightmares to which we shall soon wake up from.

Life is a journey and the beautiful gift of memory is what God has given to us.

To remind us of what He has done in the past and would do if we walk with Him.

When we were fearful, He showed up.

When we thought it was difficult, He made it happen.

In our happiest moments, His presence was there with us.

Good or bad, journal those experiences. They will serve a bigger purpose.

No matter how patchy those memories may be, they lead us to God’s bigger plan.

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Acting in a Confusing History: One with its End Unknown

One day when all is said and done, 
we'll be part of a history
Of the period when a certain virus crept up on us
The one which seemed to eat the respiratory system of humans
and brought life everywhere on the globe to a standstill

We'll be remembered for how this plague brought certain nations to their knees
and a part of their generation totally wiped out.
With countries with the best of healthcare systems being challenged 
and there was no cure but the mantra was prevention.

Keep your distance - both physically and socially.
Remain at home to be healthy. 
Drink water to boost your immune system and most importantly, call on your creator.

Social distancing, self-isolation and quarantining became the new vocabulary.
Hand washing, sanitizing, not touching the eyes, nose or mouth were the new practices.
Expression of love through handshakes, hugs and physical touches became old school.
Love meant keeping your distance.

There was no difference between Sunday, Tuesday or Saturday.
Time was crystallized and the days meant nothing.
Humankind waited. 
Waited for the wind to pass and for a solution to be found in order for life to reset. 

Somehow we felt like actors in a movie 
The problem with this script is that its end is being created.
We are going to be part of the history 
of a generation that created vaccine to fight a novel virus.

Meanwhile, let's remain hopeful.
And rely on God's promises. 
He is the one who saw generations through plagues and pandemics
He will protect His own.  


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After the Miracle, What Next?

Yesterday, you were praying for a job, a partner, a child,                                                   a car, healing, financial breakthrough, good marriage.                    You prayed to God for assistance to break the negative habit.             You asked God to touch the heart of that brother or sister that you've been evangelising to. You wanted them to know Christ.
You fasted, cried, meditated on His word, listened to sermons, prayed in tongues and in your own understanding. You anointed yourself several times in a day. You sowed seeds on the altar, you knelt with your hands raised and with tears, you rolled on the floor seeking earnestly for that breakthrough. When you felt like giving up because of the negative thoughts that filled your mind, you cast them out and chastised yourself.
You did not give up. You kept trusting even when your family, friends and loved ones taunted you for the faith you were exhibiting. Indeed, they thought you were crazy. Give up already! Your God is probably deaf. He doesn't listen to prayers. Certainly not yours. Or you have committed a sin? Is there something you are not telling? 
You know what they are saying behind you. Their taunting sometimes gets to you but you reassure yourself. Deep within your heart, you know God is working. You press on earnestly and one day, God answers your prayer.
You are gifted with the job. There, you find a spouse. Your miracle child is lying in the cot. Your bank account smells fresh because of the regular transactions. Your dream house sits beautifully on that hill. Miraculously, you are healed of that disease. The brother has now given his life to Christ. He is now serving as the chief usher in the church.
You smile. Indeed your God has finally listened to your prayer. What happens afterwards? What do you do when God gives you the breakthrough? After the miracle, what next?  

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