Gods presence

So really, i just discovered this video and even though i hesitated at first, I later had to watch it over again..this is  not only what happens when the God's Spirit shows up  but also what happens when we acknowledge his presence!!.. i mean, this is definitely what all churches should be like ..enjoy..

ps: im soo happy for her  *sobs

LETTERS FROM A GRAVEYARD

                    

DEATH: How it took me…

Macho man

The evening was cool. I just had my last drink for the day, so I headed home after dropping off my guys at their cribs. It took me as I rolled my blunt (with weed) ready to release myself into indescribable bliss!

Baby

It took me in the woods. The weather was harsh. The rain filled my cradle. I floated. Mummy dropped me there. She was indeed another victim of rape. Nobody knows I’m dead. I think they later put up a few posters of a missing baby boy. Who cared?

Mother

Her name was going to be Fayo. It was my name too. It took me right there on the bed. I was in labour the whole day; I was weak .My hands stained with red sticky blood and my newly born still wrapped in my arms.

High school girl

My locker read  ‘SLUT’, My books too .How could I face the entire school when my nudes had been leaked. What was I even thinking? It took me in the toilet. I wanted it to. The shame was unbearable. This was my first prayer and it came to pass. I took an overdose

Patriot

It took me as I raised my hands to slay another. My country was so precious to me, It still is. Even though we weren’t paid so well, I worked for love. I defended my all. My burial, nothing special; it was for the mass.

Jesus

My work here is done. My job is finished. My fathers will is done. It took me on a cross. Who still  dies like that? They striped me naked and hung me up there. I died to save them, to save you. Tears from my eyes ,as I see my father’s children neglect Him. Living life without Him. What could you possibly amount to without me?

So here’s the question: what will you be doing at the exact time death takes you. Its high time we stopped living like we’ll live forever. We have to start seeing beyond our myopic eyes. There’s more to life than the immaterial stuff we all chasing!

EASY PREY….the day I died

EASY PREY….the day I died
GIRL
I Caught his eyes stealing a glance at mine
I sipped more drink, I rolled my eyes
He walked over, I smiled at his poise
We spoke, I smiled, he smiled
We walked, we talked
It was evening, too late for him to return home
He smiled, I pouted
That night, I broke my promise to God
Both hurt, I cried
BOY
A fresh new day, a fresh new beginning
At the bar, I couldn’t stop drinking
I saw her, she saw me
I hesitated at first, to be brave
I walked over, she spoke more, I replied
My eyes bloodshot, we were at her crib
She pouted, I smiled
I needed a ride home but she misunderstood
That night, I broke my promise to my girl
It hurt, I worried

GIRL
I woke up, there was breakfast right next to me
I smiled was he for real?
I called for him; there was no answer
The eggs were golden, scrambled
I ate, I drank, and I choked
I fell back, the world was silent…..

BOY
A fresh new day, a fresh new morning
I woke up, her face right next to mine
I made her breakfast
Then sprinkled baba’s white powder on it
I placed the food by her side
I heard my name, I ignored
After some time, I checked her
The deed was done
The world was mine, I welcome my riches
But how long will they last?
Before the time of eternal damnation…

Ogunsanwo Anjolaoluwa