Friday, November 16, 2012

I DON’T KNOW


"I DON’T KNOW"
An admission of incompetence, recognition of inability, confession of ignorance
I admit it “I don’t know”. I admit it to you my father.
Yet I do not feel condemned; I feel liberated!
I feel the burden of the decision and the outcome lift from me and transfer to you.
I brought myself to where I am now; I thought I knew exactly where I wanted to be
I was careful, I checked the signs, I followed the instructions, I was careful
But I couldn't see beyond the present of what is now past and now in the present, as I look back and I see that I didn't see it all!
So, here I am... stuck.
I don’t know if I should go forward or backward, left or right; so I’ll sit in place ... until my help comes.
I don’t know which way to go.
Can I hand the decision over to you now? You are omniscient. You start from the end, so you know it all!
I am your child; please guide me in the right path. I thought I knew what I was doing, but I don’t. I thought I knew where I was going, but I don’t. So I’ll do no more. I’ll stand in place and wait for you to give me light.


Friday, May 11, 2012

BLOOD



Blood was shed as a cover
From the beginning, the first time ever
Blood was shed for atonement
To give the first man a garment

Blood was given as our essence
Life to carry by His providence
Blood was shed for our purchase
To save from Satan’s jurisprudence

Blood was our salvation
The blood of the divine our propitiation
Blood was our redemption
Sin is gone and condemnation

Blood is our righteousness
The reason for divinity in humanness
Blood is our perfectness
Jesus Christ, in Him our completeness

Written by Mazhim Suwa

Monday, March 19, 2012

Above the pressure ...

Okay, maybe I didn't get my priorities right this time around ... maybe I should have been more prudent.
The fact remains that I made a mistake, and didn't plan efficiently.
Now I'm stuck with thoughts of ' could-a, would-a, should-a'... God, I hate this!
I hate the deadlines that you don't meet up
I hate that you can't do the things you want to because you can't afford them
I hate the expectations that you can't meet up to sometimes
... and every time I don't meet up, I get so hard on myself... Like I should have known better.
But I'm only human, and there's only so much I can do ... Only so much strength I can have.
Now I'm at the end of myself... I can't do anything now, especially with all the pressure building up!

Dear God, You are above the pressure. Please take me there... Please lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
I know that I 'could-a, would-a, should-a' ... but I didn't. I couldn't help it.
You see the end from the beginning; I'm at the end of me. All my thoughts want to cave in under the pressure of my incompetencies... but i won't listen to them. I'll listen to what You said - That you have a plan for my life, that you have thoughts of good and not of evil to give me a future and an expected end.
No matter what I'm going through NOW, I will emerge a winner- in You, Always.
I won't forget all the blessings You have given me and I WILL NOT doubt that You ARE Good ALL the time.
YOU are all my hope ... and really, I'll be in trouble if I don't have Your help. All I have is Your word- what You said to me, and that's all I need... So thank you.
Thank you because you said to me that You are my Shepherd so I have everything I need.
You are Above the pressure and In you, I am above the pressure... it WILL NOT drown me, the fire will only purify me.
I Win, I Overcome the pressure.

Friday, March 9, 2012

I MET A MAN



In times when many people don’t know what love is
In an age where people act before they think
Where lust and passions fly like fire...
I met a man

He offered friendship that was unconditional
The words he spoke drew me like a magnet
They were life-giving, did not condemn, full of Grace
Oh, like water from a spring

It was his spirit; He was different; like someone I met before
Someone I met when I stopped believing in myself
Someone who accepted me despite who I was
Someone who made me who I am

You can understand if you know the story
The one of the woman no one cast the first stone at
I met a man just like that man
Now I know that man left clones of Himself 

I met a man who loved me in a different way
It is a selfless love; one I hope everyone can experience
Then we would know what love is and what love is not
We would understand what lovers do


I met a man who wanted to give and expected nothing in return
How many of us know that kind of love?
That kind of love when given is always returned
I could not help but grow in love with the man I met

I don’t know how love produced itself in me
All I know is that I received that love; his love
I think that is all I ever had to do; receive His love
I met a man, I met that Man




Thursday, March 1, 2012

GIRLS THAT DRIVE



Girls that drive like to be in charge
The driver’s seat gives a sense of control
You go where you wanna go when you want to go
You run your life

Girls that drive do just fine on their own... for the first couple of miles
Then they get to their twenties or thirties and start to think
‘It won’t be so bad to let a man drive’
And they contemplate giving up the driver’s seat

Finally they let a man drive
He likes to be in control; it’s okay for the first few miles
Just before the power struggle
Then the question becomes:  ‘who really should drive?’

A man is a man, a woman is a woman
A man will drive as a man and a woman as a woman
But there’s just one driver seat
Should there be a struggle?

The struggle comes when she doesn’t trust his driving
Because she’s done it for so long on her own
The struggle comes when he doesn’t realize that she too can drive
But decided to trust him to do it


Girls that drive eventually learn
That there is no cause for a power struggle
Because both a man and a woman drive together in different ways
He takes the lead because she gave him the honour


The Mind Game




The stage is set, the darts are shared
It’s one player verses one veteran
That veteran is the Father of lies
In fact, he is the inventor of the game

The dartboard is my mind
The darts are thoughts
His dart is fired, mine next
How do i expect to win a champion?

His thoughts are subtle, they sound like mine
They hit target and start to take root
They seem harmless at first, they stand to reason
But they are the poison that torment my soul


They take root and bear fruit; fruit called fear
Fear paralyzes me, fear torments me and blinds
I realize that I cannot win this game
I never should have engaged him; I am trapped   

But I remember that I have my thoughts; my darts
If he shoots a lie, I can par with the truth
I know the truth; that is my saving grace
I will fill my mind with this truth

I will take my mind and fix it on the truth
For as I think in my heart, that I become
I will shoot the dart I have stored in my heart
I will resist, I will fight, I will win by The Truth

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Dear Journal, Farewell

To those people who keep journals, loosing one can be really sad. It feels like i just lost a collection of memories. Memories and events that i need to review from time to time to understand why I am where I am now.

Thankfully i have a picture of it... right here. I lost it on a plane going to Atlanta on the 24th of December,2011 (Delta Airlines... just in case anyone finds it, sob!)
But, who knows, maybe someone needs to read it  more than i do and learn from my mistakes and my own life how to overcome. I hope whoever finds it values it as much as I do.   
Of course, i got another one for 2012, and I'm writing away. I just wanted to say farewell.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

CHRONICLES OF THE INTERN 2

The days are flying fast and internships over... almost!


Yes, it did get more interesting as I started to understand the systems and operations in the office.

I’ve had wonderful contacts with people in different meetings…and of course, I learned to Xerox more paper faster! (Winks)

Hey, guess what?

I spent Christmas and New Year with my younger sister, she schools in Macon, Georgia. It was a first for me and I loved the feeling of being somewhere different.

It made me think about what happens after internship?

Unknown to many, I have this streak for adventure! And I love to travel to new places… maybe I should consider getting a traveling job! Or maybe use this period to develop my skills as a development worker…which will in turn get me to travel more.

Hmmm…

He restores my soul

 The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters, He restores my so...