Olúwafèyíṣarámi

My fears ebb My tears pour My heart is glad For the joy of the morning ignites my heart The light of the beginning Makes me tingle; And my eyes are bright with enlightenment. I am glad that I belong to this family I am glad I belong to the Christ. I will die daily, throw myself into the deepest pits And surrender to all that this dealing will entail I will endure and Lord I do pray you help me. That my confidence does not dim and my heart not forget This truth you shared with me from the start Help me not to forget that first love. Help me not to want an inferior wine. I have tasted of this wine And my heart wants none other. I want you and all that is you. Help me. Help me get there.

The turnaround I will not for any reason lower the standard that the Lord has called me to and relate with the people he has called ‘my people’ as though they were just ordinary people. If I look keenly at it all, I will realize that I did not just meet them by chance and neither does anything that happens with them happen by chance. If I know this, then it will shape my thinking and I will not belittle it to ‘age’, ‘size’, class and the likes. All of that still shows that I do not see what is going on and there is no way I can appreciate all those that surround me if I do not see them a the resources I need for my own individual growth and development. If I backtrack just a little bit, my appreciation will know no bounds. If I can look and see the words he had spoken from the beginning to me as a person and then to us as a people, I will realize at some point in my journey, the point of intersection between the two. I will realize that there is a point where everythi...