Olúwafèyíṣarámi

with the anxiety of moving forward, i lost many steps and stumbled many times. often times, i went my own way and my reasoning gets the better of me. i often forget that the ways of the Lord defy even the greatest minds. i fell into my mess and i so sat in it alone. and i wondered: 'if only i could backtrack and retrace my steps, if only i could find my way from the quicksand drawing me in as i struggle'. but i stop trying i sit in the dross i remember nothing but the problems in my face. my focus stayed on the things that seemed to matter at the  moment but truly has no input whatsoever in my tomorrow. when tomorrow comes, what will i have if i have not gathered? in sobriety of heart and the end of myself, i cry out to the one who formed me; to the one who called me and has brought me thus far... and i backtrack. i trace my steps back to the very beginning. what if i just found this thing? what if i am ju...

it is true that he has brought me to the fore of what he is doing in this present age. it is true that he has placed this work of truth n our hands it is true that he is building us up to become the intended picture it is true that we are set to do His will alone. i must be careful with these things he has placed in my hands we must be aware and wise in how we handle this word. it is wisdom to know it is wisdom not to take these things forgranted. it is wisdom to be one with these things in our hands. it is wisdom to become as He is. for there is nothing else that can be done for those that had once handled this word in their hands; who were once enlightened And have tasted the good word of God, and the powers of the world to come, and have tasted of the heavenly gift, and were made partakers of the Holy Ghost, If they shall fall away, to renew them again unto repentance; they have ingenuously become divine opponents. and dragged along the children in their loins ...

if the lord will not deal with me based on the right or the wrong that i do and i have seen that stance enough to accept his love then, i should do likewise. i cannot relate with someone on the basis of expressions; what you do or do not do should not be the basis of my interactions. i have learnt this well and i am still learning it. you can try all you can to be all that you never used to be you might have repented or truly even care about my welfare. i may enjoy the attention and it may seem like all you think i ever wanted but that's not relevant any more. i will enjoy it all like i would from everyone else around me. and i will still tread with caution and test every motive. still, all of that doesn't change my stance. it never has and it never will. i have received freely from my father. and this same mercy, i freely give to you. it doesn't matter if you think you deserve it or not; but do not mess it up. gifts are freely given because one has ...

royalty is in my blood just because the one before me is a king. i am the one called 'as christ' walking the same journey that he had walked, and continuing in the sufferings that he had to endure. i have seen the horizon... now, i know who i am. i am a king i hail from the order of priests yes, i am a priest, the legitimate son of my father; i am who i am and i know this because he is; and here i am on my way to my very beginning, my end. to the place where the seed and the tree are one where the scattering and the harvest all make sense. hahaahahha. now i understand. i can laugh now. i am who i am i am a priest i am a king i am on my way to fully claim what is duly mine. i am on my way to maturity, the perfection that he is. i am from the kingdom of kings and priests. that is just who we are... firstborns, all of us just as our brother is. as a part of the many colours of the house, we all will fit as one bright light just as he is light; as the ...

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...

Behind our every mask Lies the true man Waiting for expression We take pains to polish up  That those colors may be presentable and acceptable; we do well to hide the details we will rather have unseen.  Tall, you walk, Your skin, a polished chocolate; But underneath the smooth exterior Lies the rubble that you will rather present as a building Carefully packaged and adorned. I have become your mirror; The perfection you always want to see. So when you bend, you see me bend A mirror that hides well all your imperfections. How could anyone say that you lack the true capacity to love? But isn't what drives you the emotions you see in your reflection? You feed on it, drink it and dote on it until it becomes what you seem to believe. A prototype of the image you want to see.  Tall, dark and handsome, My polished prince, Who are you underneath the dross? Like an onion, layered in tears; Yet there's the unsettling need to win someone over Someone to ...