Opened and Poured Out

His Body was Broken

His Blood Poured Out

He Died for a Few Days

He is Alive

Happy Easter

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Debts for which I am credited

Debt to spouse, by marriage

Debt to children, by parenthood

Debt to parents, by sonship

Debt to friends, by friendship

Debt to self, for Christ’s sake

Debt to man, for the dignity inherent in mankind

Debt to God, for the dignity inherent in God

Grateful — June 2017

We’ve come to half the year
We’re still here
Not by might or strength
It’s because you’re there

Hell wanted me prey
Like she knew nowhere to stay
But she had to fail
For mine was not her place

We’ve come to half the year
Tomorrow is blessed
Not by might or strength
It’s because you’re there

Thank you, thank you
I have a say
Thank you, thank you
‘Made a way

It’s because you’re there
It’s because you’re there

The Eyes of God

When you look
though the lens of a camera,
your sight
is blinded
to all but that which the lens leads you to.
Except
where the lens through which you look
belong to the eyes of God.
The eyes of God,
they see all;
they see everything in every way to be seen.

Winning the War — Easter

Did losing the battle mean winning the war? Or was it just a loss on the way to the victory that ended all battles.

One example of the former:
The fight was real but it was at the same time contrived to ensure the victory that sealed the fate of all, according to their choices. God in His wisdom provided a quasi Trojan horse solution to the desire of man for the otherwise unattainable true nirvana.

Today is indeed a good (Fri)day: we commemorate the battle that won the war; the battle where the Protagonist died. “It is finished,” He said. And it was so. And He came back alive!

Happy holidays.

Ogbeide

Grateful — March 2017

Didn’t look like a good month half way gone
Looked like I’d end up where I didn’t want
Like a flood it sees me fighting
Finding a way to make better this that I have
It would seem like I suffer
But God knows how it has worked out to my rise

I am grateful for chance

Mysterious almost
That strange luck
I am grateful for open doors
The good fortune that I’ve got

You have made a way

Fortune Has a God

Hey I went all out
To make my own luck
Since fortune has a god
That answers the prayer called work

Hey I got the job
You said dumb luck
But it was just God
That I got favoured

So God of fortune and luck
Answer my wisdom and love
But there are times I have none
So then help me God

Grateful — February 2017

It was the month of love
Now it is gone
Again to come
In a few months

But your love has no bounds
Time and space, irrelevant
Something that shines
Visible on every side
I am grateful for your heart

There were strange dreams
Even this morning
Who to interpret?
I, maybe

There is only good for me
Regardless of what was seen
You will not let fear creep in
Because we think the same things

I am Grateful

That you stand with me with all my crazies
I am Grateful