Tag: Love

The Ultimate Test for 2018

HEY….THERE….AWESOME PEOPLE!

How are you guys doing? I hope well.

Okay! Hands up if you have been worrying about…well…everything?

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C’mon, don’t lie…

Well! STOP IT! (lol)

Seriously though, have your peace. I pray blessings over you. I pray for peace to flood your soul, for grace to be your own, and for a renewed strength to go your way in Jesus name.

THIS IS GOING TO BE AN EXCELLENT YEAR

For the past week, I have been reflecting about what would be one of the most important things to consider moving forward this new year. Though this is going to be an excellent year, I sense that the troubles and challenges we will be facing will be on a level that will require us to be grounded in this – one thing – I am about to share.

Let me do just that using a true story I came across in a book called – Translating God – by Shawn Bolz.

1 + 1 may reach the mind, but once upon a time reaches the heart  – Lou E.

So here it goes…

An enthusiastic young man, Dan, came to a conference of leaders where they were some leaders. He was excited about the opportunity to possibly be called up to speak even though he was not on the list. A discussion panel was being organized and Dan was hoping to fill in one more spot.

Dan went to see the head organizer, telling him of the numerous things he could do for everyone there, especially the head organizer himself. The head organizer had never met or heard of Dan. Certainly, he had talent. There was just one lingering possibility though.

And so, the organizer said to Dan, “Can I ask you some questions?”

Of course!” Dan replied.

Where did you go to celebrate Christmas last year?” the organizer asked.

Dan was confused since he had been expecting questions about what he could bring do or bring to the table.

Um, I don’t remember. I was invited over to a co-worker’s house.” Dan said.

Fantastic. Is this co-worker your closest friend?” asked the organizer. Continue reading “The Ultimate Test for 2018”

YOUR WORD IS A HUMAN BEING

Merry Christmas folks.

You have heard it said, “Words are powerful.”

Well! That is a massive understatement. And this scripture is responsible for damaging that paradigm.

“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. All things came to be through him, and without him nothing made had being. In him was life, and the life was the light of mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not suppressed it…The Word became a human being (flesh) and lived with us, and we saw his Sh’khinah (glory).” [John 1;1-5, 14 CJB]

Consider this thought experiment.

Imagine someone approaches you. This person has not said anything yet. Imagine that she has no voice and she is just an incomplete person – just bones, muscles, and ligaments. Pure biology, no voice, just human with no humanity.

This human is just standing there looking at you. Then you are given an assignment to make those bones live again. But, you are to do it using only words. What would you do? What would you say?

How do you make a human being of that human? How do you cause this human to come alive and truly live up to their full potential? How do you do it with your words only?

Your words are not just powerful. Your word is a human being. Your words are human beings

And here’s the ultimate proof – Continue reading “YOUR WORD IS A HUMAN BEING”

IF NOT FOR HER…

Hello fam –

For a while now, my life has been like a game of pool and my actions like the pool stick. Everything I did felt like I was trying to hit stripped balls into the table’s pockets. Finally, I am at the “8” ball, the last piece for me to play to win the game of pool.

In real life lingo, I can’t figure out what that “8” ball is for me to do so I can complete this season of my life. I am thinking if I can figure it out, I would know what to do to complete this season of my life.

But, it seems God is hinting that it has to do with STOPPING and REFLECTING on my roots. Its as if He is urging me to do this before this circle of my life, which has felt like an evenly matched game between my faith and the forces of evil, ends.

After the shooting in Texas this week, I stopped to think. As I interceded for Sutherland, the Texas Files in my soul were opened. I recalled and smiled at good and bad memories. But, I had to STOP what I had been doing altogether when I received unpleasant news yesterday.

I called to greet my godmother and found she died on September 20th. That’s almost a month and a half ago. I was in shock. And this is happening around the time of my “twin” brother’s one year death anniversary. So, this week, has been interesting.

So, instead of the usual posts about faith, family, process, or developing destiny, I want to remember my godmother, share what she did for me, and some defining lessons from her life as a woman, mother, wife, and missionary.

First, I have to confess.

The first thing that I thought of after hearing the news of her passing was whether I had honestly spent enough time with her

OR

Whether I could have called her more often to just talk and connect. I do my part but I almost felt guilty of not talking to her as often as I wished

Nevertheless. She wouldn’t want me having those feelings.

So, in brief,

This is what Esther Lekunze (Pastor Es as we called her) did for me – Continue reading “IF NOT FOR HER…”