Nothing+God Nothing plus God equals everything. A difficult equation to understand for many of us for His ways are not ours. But take for a minute all those who started that way - from David the Shepherd boy dirty and unattractive too puny to grow into himself, a mighty warrior King. What about Moses? was living in hell because he doubted himself yet God held him up with a staff that could tell of how great God is. To Joseph the dreamer who dreamed up great dreams until they were real. They all had their day and are still remembered till today. Let's go deeper still - this world that we live in was created from dust brought into something. From many a failures God took us from our jaliors and gave us a saviour. They and we grew into greatness. God had to take them and us from nothing Be in the equation- and trust me with faith the same destiny awaits us.
Tag: seeing things differently
Without a Source
A country without a source has all the potential but little vision. It struggles with the little it sees while being taunted by the much it holds. Never to know the richness of its riches only to see the gutter in which it strove and stroked out of. Twisted by circumstances to always look back lost in forget me nots broken promise. Lost in a dream without a source.
The Enemy Success
The Enemy Success Success whispers in your ear - "you have arrived for awhile let's rest here". We sit and bask in what we have achieved and never realise we are being decieved because we cannot see what else from within ourselves we can retrieve. We begin to think - "there is nothing better in this world than what we have now. and we allow complacency to take reign and suffer the pain, of the wasted years when we settled for less, instead of giving more than our best. If only we believed there was more to achieve than the present fame which fades under the pressure of misguided vain.
Never Too Much
Never Too Much You can never have too much Patience. Can you? You can never tire of love? Will you? You can never get sick of peace Grow frustrated by it? You can never be too kind. Throw up at the thought of it? Have too much self-control. Can it make you sick? You can never have too much of the good things. and the good things can revive you like a living spring.
No Excuses
No Excuses Are you at the edge trying to get into the healing pool? You have tried to tip over But there remained unmoved. Have angels stired the waters for you to make then holy? But still felt trapped by your circumstance? I am sure you have wondered why you must linger and suffer while everyone else jumps in before you. Did you try rolling over? Try getting closer one inch at a time each day? Or are you stuck with your excuses that block your blessings stops you from making it in? Has time been robbed from you because you hesitate? Do not fear take up your bed and be of good cheer. You will be restored and realigned. You will get back your time.
The Power of the Tongue
The Power of the Tongue Words thrown carelessly across the front page cut so deeply it reaches vital veins. Puffed up arrogance can only relate in disdain. You grow tall or short depending on the blessing or curse uttered flippantly to your face. Words can hurt words can kill. She spews her truth god complex her words digs her own grave her power made impotent by falsehood uttered in a rage of hurt and torment. Words can hurt words can kill. I fight the battle uphill to reach my way to the top so that I can grab and come back with the words that will combat those sharp knives uttered outside the vortex of time. Words can hurt words can kill Sticks and stone can break your bones but words cut much deeper. They rob your soul of joy untold and makes a rich life so much cheaper. Words can hurt words can kill. Or do they just kill?
That Word “Suppose”
That Word "Suppose" Suppose your dreams were made to waste and never saw the light of day? Suppose all you thrived off was the possibility of those dreams? Suppose you did not take some risks what tradgedies would your life consist? Suppose fear held you fast and all your plans left scattered in the past? Suppose you followed your friends towards their dreams until the end and because of this you never did pursue all you were meant to do? Just suppose you took a look at what has been written in your book to change the future it will hold so you can take back control from Suppose and its terrifying fold.
