Friday 27 September 2013 1 comments

Twerking for Christ

Twerking for Christ




Hold on! Hold on before you judge about the twerk for Christ title!

Imagine being in a church service and the lights are bright, the stage is colourfully set with drapes of purple and gold. The colour for royalties is just right to set the mood as the choir is on the stage beautifully dressed in white, a pinch of purple and  gold shoes to match. The camera men are focused and ready to capture events as they unfold, the congregation are all in the right mood; sober and repentant, because a deliverance section had just concluded with about a hundred people giving their lives to Christ.

The drums roll and the music begin, the lead chorister starts with a Yoruba song that sets the crowd on fire “Kabi osi ooo”… “Ese ooo” was the loud response that came from the crowd…People were in the mood for worship as majority had just started a new beginning leaving their past behind them and hopeful for a future with Christ which the previous sermon that was delivered before the deliverance session had assured them was a life worth having. The music was well organized, rehearsed and coordinated. Everyone was sweating, jumping and dancing with joy, nobody saw what was coming next. 

They were still in front of the pulpit, all those that had surrendered their lives to Christ. They were told to wait behind to celebrate their new found status. She was one of them, dressed in a provocative dress and a high heel. She had previously stated to all that cared to listen to her testimony how she was once a prostitute, video vixen and club addict. She was grateful to have escaped a near fatal accident that left her as the only surviving victim. All nineteen passengers including the driver had died except her, she only sustained bruises on her leg and arm, no fracture whatsoever.

She was so excited when the music started as she had already started showing her clubbing skills in front of the altar. At first people stirred at her because it was unusual for people to dance like that in church but as the music continued, they just didn’t mind anymore… it suddenly seemed okay.

“When the spirit of the Lord is upon my soul, I will dance as David danced” was the next chorus on their praise list, the drums rolled on as people took to different dance steps. Suddenly, the whole place was silent. Some people saw it happen while others that were too engrossed with the dancing had to ask around for what went wrong.
The new convert had totally forgotten herself completely and she had danced the only way she thought David danced…”Twerking”

It was hilarious for those that knew the dance but disastrous for the pastorate and all the elderly people in the Church. The music had stopped, the Senior pastor was hurrying up to the altar to say something religious, some people were laughing hard while others that missed the whole action looked confused.

The most important thing was that she was no longer “twerking” in Clubs but in Church…or was it?


Nobody condemned her though, she was taken to the counselling unit to be properly addressed on how to redirect her talents and skills in a more appropriate manner.

Giving our lives to Christ is a celebration that should not be taken for granted, the bible says that the whole heaven rejoices when “a” soul confesses and accepts Christ as their personal lord and Saviour. So why shouldn’t the Earth also be glad? 

“Twerking” might be an inappropriate dance in church but rejoicing over a saved soul isn’t inappropriate at all…Lets encourage the latter more shall we…(lol)...
Monday 23 September 2013 0 comments

“Love is the Greatest”



“Love is the Greatest”

I was seventeen years old when he first told me he loved me, I wasn't wise enough to fully understand the gravity of such a confession, unfortunately for me, I took it all for granted. 

He was young, funny, smart and witty. He didn’t talk to too many girls, had a few male friends but he was one of those boys that all girls wanted to talk with and most boys wanted to hang out with. What made me so peculiar that he would single me out from the lot and decide to love me? I have no idea, but as I said; I took it for granted.

My first gift from him was a set of colour pencils, the next gift was a music mix tape. His actions spoke louder than words encouraging whatever creativity he saw in me, but I still took it all for granted.

I remember how he would come over to my house very early in the morning and won’t leave until late in the evening. He would meet my family and we would talk about everything and anything, make plans for the future like we would spend it together. He had dreams of becoming a millionaire, I had dreams but they didn’t involve money or boys, I just took everything for granted.


I was much older than seventeen when I first told him I loved him, Many years had gone by and i wasn’t too young to fully understand the gravity of my confession. He had become a part of me without even letting him in and i have fallen so hard in love, I just hope he doesn’t now take it for granted.

I am wiser now, experienced, disciplined and extremely focused. I talk to too many girls, have many male friends but I am not one of those girls that all girls wanted to talk with and most boys wanted to hang out with. He ended up becoming so peculiar that I singled him out from the lot and couldn't help but love him.
 I had met and seen enough, i had to go through so much pain to appreciate and value him, never again taking him for granted.. 

My first gift to him was a fix cap, the next gift was a vase I had made myself and a handmade card. My creativity was at its highest hoping my actions would speak as loud as my words, I just hope he doesn’t take it for granted.

I remember how I would later love to go to his house very early in the day and won’t leave until late in the evening. We would talk about everything and anything, still making plans for the future as I hoped secretly we would end up spending it together. His dreams of becoming a millionaire hasn’t died out and my dreams now involved mostly money and a boy…see transformation!

Love changed me, turning me into someone different. It brought out the best part of me that I never knew existed, I now appreciate what I have and I pray he doesn't end up taking me for granted.

 I may not have my happy ending but I will never ever take anything else for granted again … lessons learnt
             “If you are ever given a second chance, don’t ever hesitate to take it.”

Although there is no comparison with God’s love for us, we must understand that we have been given second chances. He loved us first unconditionally and waits patiently for us to fully come to appreciate it and then reciprocate it accordingly. Trust me, nobody will ever love you like He does….EVER!
 He modelled that love so well that He came and died for us on the cross of Calvary to show us just how much He loved us. We might take it for granted at first, maybe because we have little understanding but then when we have met and seen enough, we would realize that He is the greatest amongst the lot and hopefully, we would come to value Him and never take Him for granted. 
... even if you do take Him for granted, that doesn’t stop Him from loving you still…

                        No wonder He is called love, "God truly is the greatest"

Friday 20 September 2013 3 comments

“I HAVE NO IDEA OF WHAT I AM DOING”

                                                         

 


What eludes my understanding is finding out why people who say they love you the most are the ones who hurt you and scar you permanently.


I really can’t comprehend it! I can't!

But recently, I watched "Jesus of Nazareth" during a mission school at Daystar Christain Center, Lagos and the movie got to the scene were Jesus was accused falsely and denied by those who claimed they loved Him the most.  He was sentenced to death but He was to be flogged first, and as each stripe went through the body of the actor, I was calm at first and told myself "it is just a movie, a man acting his role professionally" but then, the flogging continued and won't stop….they kept on flogging Him and I started to cry, I really started to cry loudly. I was watching a true-life movie... More so, the torture was done to a human body by people the man loved so much.

Like it wasn't enough, they put a very heavy cross on Him and asked Him to carry it down to where he was to be nailed. He walked down every step spent, bleeding, almost dead but never giving up, just to fulfil His purpose and teach us “Forgiveness”.
He was nailed to the cross and left to die, but in His pains He looked up to heaven and said "Forgive them Father, for they don't know what they are doing". It was pointless to hold us to ransom for our deeds because that singular act of forgiveness on the cross made Him greater than all of us, making Him become “the” only High Priest that intercedes on our behalf. That is why at the name of Jesus, every kneel bows and every tongue confesses.

My goodness, I wept...I wept so loudly and am never so emotional, always tough and hardly with tears, but this time, it broke me... again and again...I haven't been so forgiving, am still learning how to, I hardly believe in second chances…”it is too late to apologize” was my mantra in relationships.
I have a better understanding now, I hope you do too?

News Flash!
We will be hurt, there is no escaping it!
Yet we hold grudges in our hearts and expect to be forgiven.

How to heal the hurt is what we should strive for, not retaliating…

Who do we go to for the healing of the scars placed by every stripe of unforgiveness?
Giving your life to Jesus Christ first, is one step forward to a forgiving heart. Ask Him, who understands exactly how you feel to take the pain as He has once been in your shoes. He is the only one who can fix where it hurts…


Forgiveness is letting go, freedom from hurt and pain of this world. Forgiveness always takes you to the position of greatness, higher than all those who have hurt you.

It is the greatest gift you can ever give yourself and others...especially those that don't deserve it

As Christ's image, we must model Him and forgive people and ourselves, the same reason He forgave on the cross "because we have no idea of what we do"
 
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