HOW CAN A WRONG BE CALLED RIGHT? :(

How can a wrong be called right?
Our leaders keep embarassing our country for afterall their after their own selfish aim,
A liar gets away just because his lawyer was good enough to defend him,
The cry of an abused wife is left unheard because she married an abuser who was once "a lover",
The cry of an abandoned child left to echo in the empty streets because he/she is NOT WANTED,
The lives of innocent citizens squandered at the mercy of "please just take the money,this is it",
The tears of hungry children unheard every night with no place to lay thier heads,
The screams of people at their point of death because of a druken driver,
The shouts from the prayers of Nigerians for the rot has gone too deep,

One thing I know is; PSALM 53:4-5, God speaking,
Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge,
Who eat up my people as they eat bread,
And do not call upon God?

THERE THEY ARE IN GREAT FEAR,
WHERE NO FEAR WAS,
FOR GOD HAS SCATTERED THE BONES OF HIM WHO ENCAMPS AGAINST YOU;
YOU HAVE PUT THEM TO SHAME,
BECAUSE GOD HAS DESPISED THEM.

So people, please do not wonder where God is in with everything happening around us and even with us, This is God's word for you. KEEP CALM AND KNOW THAT HE IS GOD.

God Bless
@_iBkSuper  :)

HE CARES TOO MUCH ABOUT YOU!

Its been 3 months since Angela ate any balanced diet, the last time she ate any good food was April and that was because it was Chioma's birthday, infact right now she didn't have any friends for she could not keep up with their profligate lifestyle and they all left her ,never bothered to even ask why she stopped going out with them..."THIS LIFE SHAR"....she thought aloud. Today, she couldn't stand up to beg the land-lord to fix her electricity for she hadn't paid the rent for last month plus this month too. "GOD WHICH KIAN LIFE BE THIS ONE?"...."you know you can just get the knife and put an end to all this in one second.....it won't even hurt you" that voice whispered in her head....At this point Angela had run out of all options,she lost her job 3 months ago and still hadn't found a promising one, her only parent alive was lying the hospital....almost dead....and Chioma wept bitterly, helpless.

"Can a woman forget her nursing child,
And not have compassion on the son of her womb?
SURELY THEY MAY FORGET,
Yet I will not forget you.
See, I have inscribed you on the palms of my hands;
Your walls are continually before Me".

What a situation Angela was in, no one to help her, no one cared for her! the thought of suicide became the only way of escape but ISIAH 49:15-16 tells us,God himself speaking...I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU!...MY CHILD, LOOK AT YOU IN MY PALMS...ETCHED! ENGRAVED! INSCRIBED!....HOW COULD YOU EVER THINK I LEFT YOUR SIDE FOR ONE MOMENT!...YOU JUST STOPPED BEING AWARE OF MY PRESENCE....BUT I'VE ALWAYS BEEN THERE AND I'M STILL HERE WAITING..........

God Bless.
@_iBkSuper

A WRITE-UP ;)

Restless....
Torn between two worlds,
Flesh fighting against spirit,
"His grace is sufficent" they say,
So "where is this grace?" I shout aloud in my heart,
Can he even hear me,
for I am desperately in need of it now,
For I can't go on anymore,
I just can't,
For I will do do one thing and end up doing another,
"His strength is made perfect in weakness" they also say,
If there was anytime I was weak,
It is now,
Where is his Strength?
Tell me!...."where is his strength?"
For I am breaking down,
My heart is weakened,
My Spirit is limping,
So I am restless...till I find my rest in you,
Keeper of my heart,
Let your peacerule my heart,
.......Now and forever more.....

Most times in life's journey we forget that there's only one source of strength and that's from God the one who gives us his grace liberally as a gift.
Most times all we need is just to receive this free gift.
"COME AS YOU ARE, MY BELOVED!"......He says

GOD BLESS
@_iBkSuper :)

A LETTER TO LOVE :)

Dear Love, 

In my quest to find You,

I fell in and out of "You",

Like a child learning to climb up a tree house,

My knee got bruised, 

My inner flesh exposed to the wind,

The wind contaminated with lies, hurt violence and deceit,

Leaving my flesh broken.

My trust in you tore further everytime,

But grace was always there like a mother, 

To pull me up to the task.

Time and time again I tried,

the brokenness felt like a part of me,

This time it wasn't just my trust wearing thin,

I was loosing hope faster than I ever imagined,

But just when I thought,

All hope was lost,

You found me.....

Then I realised you were rooted within me,

Just as I was standing on the root of that tree house.

From, 

Peace Vyncent.

GOD BLESS :)