who am i?

"I write for the unlearned about things in which I am unlearned myself." - CS Lewis, Reflections on the Psalms

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Beautified By Grace...

Heard a song by a talented young lady titled 'Beautified by grace'… and the words have been playing in my head.
Those words mean so much to me, more than words can say. I’ve always been called beautiful, all my life, I grew up hearing how pretty I was from strangers even when I didn’t feel like it. I have been chubby, slim, thin and in-between, and in all that, beauty has remained my constant. Beauty has been a part of my life, like my nose is a part of me… O, some times I see it… well more recently I’ve seen this beauty and basked in it. But the beauty that has floored me, taken over me and driven me crazy is the beauty of grace I have seen in my life. I can’t explain it; it’s beyond the physical of what my nose looks like or the color of my eyes. My goodness, how can anyone ever put to words the splendor of Gods grace and what it does to and for you?

I know just how beautiful I am. I have begun to see what strangers told me from days when I was a little girl… I have begun to see this beauty they talked about, but I see it through the eyes of grace and it makes it even more beautiful, it takes my breath away, as it rightly should. For the beauty of Gods grace should make me die to my flesh. My heart is renewed; fear has taken a back seat and o, the confidence, even in the midst of the uncertainty. Do I make sense?

It’s given me an assurance, given me a stand…. You know how confident we feel when we know we look extra beautiful on certain days? It’s given me confidence.
I can confidently say I’m beautiful. I don’t have to doubt or look for endorsements of my looks via compliments from strangers to know this truth.


You shall also be [so beautiful and prosperous as to be thought of as] a crown of glory and honor in the hand of the Lord, and a royal diadem [exceedingly beautiful] in the hand of your God. ( Isaiah 62:3 AMP)
  
The word has said it all, I am exceedingly beautiful in the hand of my God. 
Most times, when I get to meet people who've seen my pictures online, they comment on how different I look from my pictures… they say “you look bigger in pictures and you’re so small physically.”
That’s my life… it’s like what I am seen to be in pictures, and how I am seen outside the pictures. I am amplified under the lens of His grace, and I am so small and ordinary outside of this beauty of grace. This grace has given me a new kind of beauty… made me larger than life. Why would I want anything else when I’ve got all the goodness in this?
Listen to and download Beautified By Grace by Naomee Here


Thursday, November 19, 2015

Faith On Fleek...


‎Sometimes our strength lies in our willingness to break down.
My grandma is the strongest woman I've ever known... and one of the most stubborn women too. She's the best cook and entertainer as well. I have seen her sick but I've never seen her this ill and weak and restless.

I am strong as well, plus i'm this badass woman of God with my faith on a no crease fleek. I get worried but act like it's nothing, because most times I know it's nothing even when it feels like something. I tell myself it is well and I comfort people that it is well as well.
But the day I saw my grandma weak, the day she looked at me and didn't recognise any of us in the room. The day she was treated like a baby, this strong woman whose shoulders we all stand on... the day I saw her helpless even as my faith assured me that she would be back to herself marching to the kitchen and making my favorite soup with the biggest chicken ever. (The last time she sent soup to me, I was overwhelmed by the size of the chicken, maybe it was a giant chicken... Just maybe, because I kept sighing in frustration as I ate wondering how I would go through it. )
Anyway, my faith was on fleek but my heart was breaking, so I refused to be strong for a few minutes. I stepped out of the room and sobbed like a baby. I broke down and then I cleaned my eyes. Removed all evidence of fear and weakness and walked back to mama and my family.

What a relief that cry was. It made me realize that our strength sometimes is in breaking down, giving in to the emotions of pain, but just for a minute. It becomes a weakness when you let that downpour of pain and heartbreak drag you into a pool of selfpity and depression. That little cry strengthened me as I now move around in faith. Spending all day in the hospital and watching IV after IV flowing into her body and jabs of injections piercing her, knowing the doctors are doing their best, but resting in the truth that God's done His best already through Jesus, and that's our hope, our anchor, our faith on wheels, faith on fleek... 

Monday, November 2, 2015

This Love...


“For the LORD your God is living among you. He is a mighty savior. He will take delight in you with gladness. With his love, he will calm all your fears. He will rejoice over you with joyful songs." Zephaniah 3:17(NLT)
The message translation says “he'll calm you with his love and delight you with his songs.”
Oh how beautiful this is… to know that God’s calming my fear with His love, wrapping me in the comfort of His love and rocking me like a child and singing all these beautiful love songs to me…

Picture these words dropping all over you... "Child, I have paid the highest price, I have proven my great love for you and I love you through eternity.
Baby, have you heard what I’ve done? What your Daddy’s done? I have destroyed the works of satan, and I have given you victory….
Your Daddy is a great warrior, ho can stand against you?
You are a chosen generation, called forth to show my excellence. All you require for life I have given you sweetheart… you walk in power, you walk in favor, you walk in miracles. My love never fails, never gives up and would never run out on you.
I am jealous for you … O how I love you! My love for you has no end. You’re the apple of my eyes… You’re perfect in my sight. You’re my treasure. You’re worth dying for. I gave my life for you because you are beautiful and you have my heart. I have so much faith in you.
O, I’m your Father and all that I have is yours.
I love you sweet child. Rest in my love… be at peace. I gave up my best for you; all that I have is yours. I am your miracle worker; nothing is too hard for me to do for you. And everything I have done for you.
This love breaks every chain... this love sets you to reign in the midst of your enemies. This love is undeniable, unquestionable... more real that your skin. I love you my precious one."

Isn’t this glorious? The words of love He showers down on us. Drenching us in His glory. How can’t you know just how loved you are? Why can’t you understand just how special and precious you are to Him? Even if you just sinned… He loves you!!!

‘…. God told them, "I've never quit loving you and never will. Expect love, love, and more love!’ Jer 31:3(MSG)

Expect love love love all the way.

Now think about the worse thing you’ve ever done? It’s that terrible right? Now… just picture this, God isn’t mad at you. He loves you fiercely just as much as He loves Jesus even in your sin. He's forgiven you even before you've asked. Accept His forgiveness and bask in this love.
"But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners." Romans 5:8 
It’s hard to imagine a love so pure and real and true… it’s hard to imagine that He loves the robbers and murderers the same, and would embrace them with the same love He showers on the pope/saints/pastors out there… sometimes it’s almost annoying because we think they don’t deserve this grace. Well look at you, do you deserve grace? That's the beauty of His love, it's all inclusive.

The story of the prodigal son is the story of a loving Father.(Luke 15:11-32) Lets not focus on the sin of the boy, but on the love of the Father. A love he kept alive and hopeful even when the son left His presence. He still spoke words of love in his hope for the sons return even if the son couldn’t hear. But look, just the steps back home, in repentance sent the Father on a love frenzy… he didn’t give his son the chance to walk with his head down, He ran off and welcomed him with royal robes and such an outpouring of love, that he had no choice but to take his stand as a son immediately, not a rebel placed with the servants.
Don’t beat yourself down for the mistakes you’ve made. God’s forgiven you and He’s singing over you songs of love. Now run to your Fathers arms and bask in the love feast He’s throwing for you.
O, yes, your older brothers and I may condemn you for what you’ve done and try to put a dent on your love feast, but pay them no mind! Know that Daddy’s so glad you’ve been found.

One of my favorite songs of the moment... It's all about this love!

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