I understood a matter
At least so I thought
Tried explaining it
It confused me more
Someone else attempted
They too fell short
We took the matter to the cops
As we felt robbed
A thief
A swindler
Took our understanding
The officer recorded it
Didn’t quite understand it either
Seemed his was stolen too
A stolen understanding
Leaves you weighing in the balance
Leaves you hanging
Searching never finding
The times are confusing
Each ‘why’ leads you to another
The culprit was still on the run
Two weeks later the report came
Many lost theirs too
National leaders
Teachers and doctors
Great men and women
Had their eyes darkened
Understanding stolen
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Ephesians 4:18
Having the understanding darkened, being alienated from the life of God through the ignorance that is in them, because of the blindness of their heart:
Wealth determines what we can afford in life, but wisdom determines the quality. - Dr, J.D. Gordon www.jermainedgordon.com
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Wednesday, September 7, 2011
A Complete Makeover
It is never easy to think or accept that the problems I face do not start with me.
It is always natural and easier to deem the world is going the wrong way and you are the only one who seems to be getting it right.
Conflicts flourish on seeds of selfishness, a judgmental spirit and an unwillingness to forgive.
As I look around me, my home, my church, my work and my community and by extension my country.
It is so easy to get up each day and point fingers at everyone else and to rationalize why the world is the way it is.
I have seen great confusion, strive, discontent and evil at the hands of people who thought they could protect themselves from bad influences.
But I have grown to realise that our unwillingness to submit moves us from the umbrella of divine protection.
If I decide not to submit to the laws of the land I am therefore removing my protection.
Believing I can do better on my own only creates more waste and regrets. We are all susceptible and must take the necessary steps to protect God’s purpose in us.
I feel at times as though I am in a scorching pot, that is about to cook me alive.
But I usually find refuge when I withdraw myself to do my regular introspections and ask the Holy Spirit to show me where I went wrong.
My lesson:
Try changing everything around you and you will die trying, think differently and you will change everything around you
So I am now at the place where I believe I am the problem but then I am also the solution. Until I accept that I am the problem then I won’t see the need to be fixed.
I won’t submit myself to God’s authority for him to break, remold and set me. Until I see the need for a complete makeover, the regretful trend may continue.
It is our decision that creates seasons, so I am creating a new season in my life by deciding to go under God’s knife, a complete makeover.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Walking Minds
If you see a stray mind anywhere near you, please send it home
My mind went walking last evening and has not returned
So I woke up today not being in my right mind
As I got to my office someone said, “Looks like you’ve lost your mind”
So I shared my ordeal
Someone over-heard the conversation and told me I could check the ‘mind-depot’ located on Trafalgar Road, Kingston
I took some time off from work and went in search of my mind
Much to my surprise when I got there, I saw all types of minds, big and small
I saw criminal minds, gay minds, priestly minds, beggar minds, whore minds, godly minds, miserable minds, confused minds, perverted minds, hallucinated minds
Then there was an interesting section with some wreckage such as, make up your mind,
‘Mind Over Matter,’ ‘Out of Sight - Out of Mind’, ‘Mind Your Own Business,’ ‘Would You Mind’, ‘Pay No Mind’, ‘Mind Games’, ‘Mind your manners’, ‘Mind your own beeswax’ and ‘Mind Your Ps and Qs’
Then there were some unused minds in a huge warehouse, there were so many of them it seems as though no one had come to claim these: I saw ‘Peace of mind’, ‘the mind of Christ’ and a whole lot more.
I have since written this blog to tell you that you too can recover your mind, some folks only purpose is to make you lose it; you must be determined to keep it and preserve it.
When your mind goes walking, make sure it returns.
Back-to-School Blessings
As I go off to school, Father, help me to learn
Give me patience and bless my teachers so they will be patient too
Many opportunities to be a blessing to the world will surround me
Help me to always grab a hold of these opportunities
Whenever things go wrong and they often will
Help me Father to be a part of the solution and not to complicate the problem
If I am tempted to jump on the "bad-mouth bandwagon" help me Lord not to
As for me and my mouth we will serve the Lord
Help me not to be a complainer but a thanks giver
Grant focus to my mind
Remind me that I am a Christian before I am a student
And we are Christians before we are teachers, so we serve you first, not ourselves
Whenever it gets rough and the money is just not enough
You have promised to always supply all my needs, so I look to you Lord
Bless my school, bless the students and staff, and keep us safe,
Let me shine like a star, leading and lighting someone’s way
It is too easy to do evil so help me Lord from evil to stay
Lord, help me to always believe and accept that ‘I was made for better’
I want to pursue excellence and do your will, bless me now, bless me today
Ipromise to be the best me that I can be
Amen
Sunday, September 4, 2011
I just want you to know
I am not hungry if you can’t feed me
I am not thirsty if you can’t quench me
I am not going if you won’t send me
Father, free me, live in me
Saturday, September 3, 2011
What have you done to me?
I have changed...
I am different...
I hate the new me...
You’ve changed my skin...
Fill me with anger within...
What have you done to me?
I need to escape...
I am your captive...
Release me from this bed...
I just might end up dead...
I am different...
I hate the new me...
You’ve changed my skin...
Fill me with anger within...
What have you done to me?
I need to escape...
I am your captive...
Release me from this bed...
I just might end up dead...
Friday, September 2, 2011
I Asked...
I asked for wealth
I knew it not
It was right there
From the start
I asked for good health
I knew it not
It made me able to see
You have been there with me
I asked for good friends
I knew it not
They were always there
Helping, showing a heart of care
I asked for a servant’s heart
I knew it not
I was sent daily needy people
To show your love was the greatest
I asked for a wise man’s mind
I knew it not
It was a special kind
I had it all this time
I asked and I asked
When I thought I had it not
I knew it not
I murmured and complained
I asked and I asked
Much to my surprise
You had already equipped me
Now I can see, you were always there
I knew it not
It was right there
From the start
I asked for good health
I knew it not
It made me able to see
You have been there with me
I asked for good friends
I knew it not
They were always there
Helping, showing a heart of care
I asked for a servant’s heart
I knew it not
I was sent daily needy people
To show your love was the greatest
I asked for a wise man’s mind
I knew it not
It was a special kind
I had it all this time
I asked and I asked
When I thought I had it not
I knew it not
I murmured and complained
I asked and I asked
Much to my surprise
You had already equipped me
Now I can see, you were always there
Monday, August 29, 2011
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: The language of laughter
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: The language of laughter: What language is laughter? I speak Italian and you German Yet you understood my very laughter expression I am amazed at this little fact...
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: The language of laughter
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: The language of laughter: What language is laughter? I speak Italian and you German Yet you understood my very laughter expression I am amazed at this little fact...
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: Hey! Champion
The Colour and Power of Your Thoughts: Hey! Champion: The champion in you Let it soar like an eagle Above and beyond the challenges One by one, jump over each hurdle Walk, run, fly Th...
Hey! Champion
The champion in you
Let it soar like an eagle
Above and beyond the challenges
One by one, jump over each hurdle
Walk, run, fly
There is no problem greater
Than what God has deposited in you
Kill worrying, she is too distracting
There is no obstacle stronger
Than what God has given you
Your victory is coming
It may not be fast and quick, but it will come full
Patience is your friend, impatience your enemy
His laws, your road map
Your obedience, the access key
There is a champion in you
Walk, run, fly, soar
Above it all,
Cry, ask why, but don’t stop try
There is a champion in you
Let it soar like an eagle
Above and beyond the challenges
One by one, jump over each hurdle
Walk, run, fly
There is no problem greater
Than what God has deposited in you
Kill worrying, she is too distracting
There is no obstacle stronger
Than what God has given you
Your victory is coming
It may not be fast and quick, but it will come full
Patience is your friend, impatience your enemy
His laws, your road map
Your obedience, the access key
There is a champion in you
Walk, run, fly, soar
Above it all,
Cry, ask why, but don’t stop try
There is a champion in you
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
You Made A Difference In My Life
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Run!
Life is a race; you better believe it and must be prepared to run…
Every morning when you wake you have got to run…
Enemy coming at you to tempt and deceive you, you better be running…
You know you’ve got the intelligence and you like to win an argument but sometimes you have got to run…
Those who run away aren’t necessarily the weak or cowards…most often they are wise
Run! Like joseph
Run! Don’t be like Samson
Run! Away from the lust of the eyes and the flesh
Run! Away from the drugs and substance abuse
Run! Away from the fights that never end but change your entire life and bring you death
Run! Away from greed and the love of money
Run! Away from the love of the world
Run! Away from yourself
It is a race in which you are running against yourself and time
Run teenage boy run
Run teenage girl run
Run husband run
Run wife run
Single man and woman, run
Some won’t cheer you on but they’ll quickly scorn…run, run and run
You may have failed as a son but you don’t have to fail as a dad
You may have failed as a wife, but you don’t have to fail as a mom…run, run, and run
If you are going to run well you must learn what to run to and what to run away from
In any case when you wake in the morning, Run!
(Animated image from: www.halhigdon.com/
Monday, August 22, 2011
Game Over
Why do I allow you to rob my joy…and bring me pain
Why do I keep allowing you to take my pride…return me shame
What you think of me does not determine my name
Once upon a time you would mesmerize my mind
I would be fool’s foot ball to be kicked where your legs saw fit
But TODAY, you will no longer walk over me, no way
I am claiming my victory
I’m writing a new story
Time to walk in God’s glory
I’m changing my name
I'm changing my game
Here’s my status for you:
GAME OVER
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Why I Cried...
There was so much happening…
Too much that I had little or no control over…
“Make it stop! Make them go away!” I shouted repeatedly…
But as each sun rose then set, it grew worse and worse…
I started bottling it all up…
Fighting it on the inside…
Hurting myself more and more…
Once I thought I would quit…
Twice I lifted my eyes and started to do it…
I internalized it, I criticized it, I hated it…
But as each sun rose then set, it grew worse and worse…
The system, the people and the way things were designed…
They all seemed to have been working against me on over time…
They had disrupted my reasoning and messed up my mind…
I felt my heart at a snail's pace bleeding as the pain grew stronger…
“Oh God, I just can’t take this any longer!”…
“Make it stop! Make them go away!” I shouted repeatedly…
Then one day it all hit me so hard…
My head felt like it was about to explode…
My heart burned from pepper mixed with fire…
Then slowly down my cheeks the teardrops came…
No longer could I bear the anguish and the pain…
As I sat down to write this, down came the tears again…
I cried and I cried as healing tears washed my eyes…
Then I cried some more so my heart could see life around me a bit clearer…
Now that I have cried, today I stand stronger, wiser, brighter and happier…
I have dried my eyes, I have had my sad moments, so when you see me smile, let me go by…
I know why I smile and I know why I laugh, I also know why I cried…
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
I am a Seed
Planted
Nurtured
Lived
Germinated
Matured
Fruitful and now it gives
A word spoken
A kind deed given
These are precious seeds
I am a seed
So too are you
Whose seed do you carry?
I am a seed of another seed
You carry a sown seed
It determines how you live and who you marry
Plant a seed for change,
It may not grow in your life time
But plant it anyway
Many have planted
We are their produce
They live on, once we speak
I pause to honour
The difference they have made
A vital difference in me and perhaps you
A chosen seed
A seed of love
A seed of mercy
A seed of purple or blue
A seed of thoughtfulness too
I am a seed, so too are you
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Far from it...
I am perfect…far from it
I am righteous…oh dear, far from it
I am very loving…far from it
I forgive easily…oh man! Far from it
I love the Lord…now I am a bit closer
I want to live with Him forever…now you talking (BIG SMILE)
I am not perfect, but your love is bringing me closer to it
I am not righteous, but you are my righteousness
I am not so loving, especially to those who hurt me, but I am transformed by your love for me
I use to forgive easier before all this madness around me but you are teaching me daily to let it go
Wow!
It is no wonder why I am able to sleep well at nights and live in peace
Because everything I am not, you are
When I am far from you, I am far from all the good and holy things too
All you ask is that I remain close to you
Thank you Jesus
Sunday, August 7, 2011
The Love Story
‘A list of thought provoking comments and questions on love’
• The story of the average young searching for love is both confusing and mixed up, but who says that's the way it always have to be...
• Why do you have to make all the wrong selections before arriving at the right one?
Desperate for love we accept God’s reject...
Why so many people in love aren’t willing to forgive each other?
Love makes communication easier; disrespect makes it harder...
The word love means a whole lot of different things to different people and to the same people at times...
Loneliness should not be your main reason to seek love or a companion...
If the mind loves misery it will not find comfort anywhere else...
There is an element of ‘love’ which says, ‘taken for granted’...
Whatever you love sometimes you want more of, I wonder whether that is the case for those who love the poor?
You will do for love what you believe is impossible for everything else.
A love quest often leaves the chased and the chaser blind to others...
When a child loves you he/she believes you are perfect, but as they grow older we teach them to look for faults and hold on to them...
Love is very encouraging to the heart...
My BEST days are the ones I gave love without partiality.
Dog Quarrel
In the still of the night
The cry of grey hounds filled the air
A fierce quarrel among the beasts
Bark, bark, everywhere
They all were speaking at the same time
So what the other said, I could not hear
Brutal, heated words, they were not clear
You dare not grab a dog by its ear
Though they were near, a distant away
I would not dare, I would not dare
A bite may be better than a bark from the beasts
They quarreled louder dangerously quiet a tease
Like pairs of ferocious women
Bitterly they tore each others’ flesh with growls
Barking the clouds from out the sky
No neighbour to calm this flood of fire
Acrimonious sound bites
‘Brown dawg!’
A fight ensued, I knew it
The quarrel wouldn’t last
Midnight only a distant past
Skimpily clod
I knew I had to
Sweep for my sleep
I grabbed the broom, dashed from the room
Breathing heavily
Blood was in my eyes
Too long, in the middle of the streets
A grave wrong had robbed my sleep
I rushed outside so fast
Two huge stones followed me
I tossed the stones and I wielded my broom
The sacred angry dog pack rapidly dispersed
Leaving a wounded lying still
He was too badly bitten
One quarrel
One fight
One sacrifice
Dogs short of fence
Owners starved of sense
Must a child now pay?
The cry of grey hounds filled the air
A fierce quarrel among the beasts
Bark, bark, everywhere
They all were speaking at the same time
So what the other said, I could not hear
Brutal, heated words, they were not clear
You dare not grab a dog by its ear
Though they were near, a distant away
I would not dare, I would not dare
A bite may be better than a bark from the beasts
They quarreled louder dangerously quiet a tease
Like pairs of ferocious women
Bitterly they tore each others’ flesh with growls
Barking the clouds from out the sky
No neighbour to calm this flood of fire
Acrimonious sound bites
‘Brown dawg!’
A fight ensued, I knew it
The quarrel wouldn’t last
Midnight only a distant past
Skimpily clod
I knew I had to
Sweep for my sleep
I grabbed the broom, dashed from the room
Breathing heavily
Blood was in my eyes
Too long, in the middle of the streets
A grave wrong had robbed my sleep
I rushed outside so fast
Two huge stones followed me
I tossed the stones and I wielded my broom
The sacred angry dog pack rapidly dispersed
Leaving a wounded lying still
He was too badly bitten
One quarrel
One fight
One sacrifice
Dogs short of fence
Owners starved of sense
Must a child now pay?
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Hiding From Myself
I haste,
I haste,
To find a place,
A place beneath,
In this game of hide and seek,
Hide me from myself,
Make me into someone else,
A heart that is 180 degrees to my mind,
Myself I hid, now I try desperately to find,
I travel where my desires are greatest,
No, not where my Father say is best,
Hide me from myself,
Make me into someone else,
Fear and shame,
Give me a new name,
I detest it,
I dislike it,
Who I am and who I have become,
I can no longer hide,
I must ride my tide,
My thoughts
My mind
My secrets
My stuff
Though not perfect
A seed of righteousness is in me
I am God’s promise for someone’s dream
I must fulfill it
I must live it
I am bringing this game to an end
I want to be free, Jesus is my friend
I am in it, to win it
I am in it, to win it
(God loves us just as we are, come as you are, bring all your broken pieces, bring it all to Jesus, He is calling, He is waiting)
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