Olúwafèyíṣarámi

Day by day It seems more like all is well But the more i realize the great war in between. it gets clearer by the day that i can never trust that which my eyes see. Man, our hearts so desperately wicked And not only that but we all will do everything that will put us in the good books. The war between us rages The smiles and affections deepen, but the heart goes sour. and the spirit gets estranged the more. The reason behind our decisions may seem salient but it screams volumes In all that we breathe. here we are again the wickedness in our hearts acting out another drama a reminder of the past that stabbed all trust in its core. it is the same thing. nothing more, nothing less. and here i am i feel my heart closing in now, i am certain that there is no way there but the fogs will only get thicker still. i refuse to go there i refuse to relive my past in its foolishness. day by day, i must strive harder toward wisdom. nothing less does my he...

Angels walking, crawling and fying All shapes, sizes and forms Seen but undetected working for the unsuspecting people around Digging deep into the heart moulding the real being Bringing uplifting the person. An angel A guardian A friend seen and unseen But out to work on you and see you through the journey of your real mission on earth till you get there till you see as you should in the mirror till you become that which you ave seen you are not alone

day by day, i am being humbled by the realization that the most important thing is that thing that keyed me to the father at the very beginning and how it leads me to the fullness of that same thing. all the things that i have seen or that surfaced , all these things i call the in-betweeners or go-betweens are just there to spur me towards the finish line and i must be able to see that. i must not lose sight of that. the beginning, the drama, the finish line. that's how it is. i have gone through my share of drama because it has shaped my life and increased my capacity. someone taunts me all the time by saying stuff like 'shara, you and movies! you sha like drama sha'. but the truth is, i have gone through many experiences that he will never understand. and that is because rather than face the problem, he runs away from the drama altogether. i am sure there is a name for people like that and it starts with a 'c' and ends with a 'd'. LOL. i have the ...

At the very beginning, I remember the letter u sent to me. It was an indication that there was a lot of dross, a lot of filth that I as way buried beneath. Underneath all of the dirt, was where I was and I needed to be rid and well cleaned of all of that to find me. There is no way you can know yourself until you are cleansed from the dross. The unclean must eventually be clean. I had to agree first that I was covered in filth and I could see it; then I had to be ready to do whatever it took for me to be rid of it. The lord has his way of taking people through their different journeys. And this was another beginning for me. I cherished it more than the life that I was so ready to throw away. It was a blessing. Mercy on my soul. This story is not about me but about you. It is about love. It is about appreciation from me to you. I remembered all of that and more about the measures you took all so that I could become totally free from the dross. The trouble that one goes thr...

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 ...