WANDERING HEART

My heart is not the purest

I want to be the farthest

AMy flesh fights for interrupting its feed

Even though that's what my spirit needs.

I am the wiser

By drawing closer

To the Purifier

Of my often wander.

I may not identify

But constantly You clarify

Protecting your promise

To take me high.

My feet will always splatter

Throwing a spanner in my own works

But yet, You will forever

Bring me back to Bosom

Shielding like only I matter.

SHADOW OF LACK

Some days the events of my day contradicts your word,

And i begin to consent to the down-flow,

Then your word in me finds an outlet 

First in trickles,

Then like an untamed tide

You deliver reminders of who you are

And what you have accomplished for me

Sometimes it's just a word

Other times a phrase

Or a scripture

Pointing me to the Word that supersedes 

Every let down

Every lack

Every weakness

Every false start

Every contradiction

Then I profusely thank You

For leading me besides still waters

For feeding me through a raven at the brook

For letting me share bread and fish with 4999

For challenging everyone who wanted to stone me for adultery

For braving the cross

Your Word requires no validation

Even though our experiences are proofs

You are a stand-alone

All encompassing

Author and perfecter

And the in-between

So when i speak Your word

I am reminded

I am energized 

I am updated

I am 

As He is.

HITHER

I sense a call to a higher place

To come up hither 

A place of more

An unveiling of riches

A growth beyond my years

An attainment that few have dared

Teach me

Show me how

Quieten my spirit

That i can pick the faintest of scents

Bind my wandering heart

It is a defining moment

A divider of ranks

A separation from the mediocre

A season of quantum leaps

It is time for the supernatural

To do away with undulations

And perpetually soar

To heights designed for me

To the me i am meant to be

Author and Perfecter

All knowing

The Lion and the Lamb

My King

The I am that I am

My Creator

Help me.

 

MY WORDS ARE STILL FOR YOU

A review of our banters gone by

The effect of our exchange

The trickle of our frolic

And my heart rends

Then it quickly mends

Born of the urgency of a rebirth.

Selfish,i have been

Keeping our talks to myself

Forgetting that mine was a prayer of echoes

The ripple effect in my yearn

Forgive my lack of a-bigger-picture syndrome

My words are still for You

Forever my pen bleeds Jesus

Deeper will i dive

Coming up only to praise

I will tell of the many facets of You

And brag of the quality of Your genuineness 

I commit to share

Out of the abundance You have sowed

Holding back none

Spreading Your every word

Until hearts start melting

Legs come running

And men yielding in abandon

My words are still for You

My pen bleeds for only You

I am consecrated.

CHOOSE WHITE

Lots of gray in the world today

The standard has moved from God to self

Quickly they bend

Just because it's soothe

Then they rally a headless bunch

To help them affirm

They forget who the Author is

Refusing to look at the mirror

Knowing what will stare

You can mask the truth

Eventually it will rare

We are a ship with a rudder

But not for us to steer

He said, ' let there be'

And there was you

Acting like you came out of thin air

But the end is there to tell 

So for a moment ponder

Step out of self

Look at the bigger picture

And make amends

For soon the clock will lose it's relevance

And you will be standing bare

Either or

Eternity will pick you whence.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

It’s the morning of your day again,

Celebrations in every cranny of the world,

Felicitations, food and fun,

All on your account,

Wonder if anyone has personally wished you ‘a happy birthday’

Gifts are under the tree,

But none of them is addressed to you,

Nobody has asked what it is you want on your day,

If you want it ‘hush’ this year,

Or just want to hang with the motherless babies,

A grand service with age old routine might get you yawning,

So I say,

I’m mighty grateful you were born,

I love that you came in through the humblest of families,

That your place of birth was a lowly manger,

Your arrival is the genesis of my salvation,

I might not have gifts of myrrh and frankincense for you,

But today a redeemed heart which you made happen,

Is here praising you,

Adoring you,

Thanking you,

Worshiping you,

Saying blessed is the day you were born.

Happy birthday, Jesus.

I don’t need to wish You long life and prosperity,

Cos I know that your years are eternal and all things are Yours.

                                                                                                     

JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE YOU

My love for You is unconditional

I have learnt to separate things

My needs, my yearnings are glaring

But my yearn for You is key

It is not fleeting

Neither is it tied to anything

I understand that i am the Kings kid

So for sure the spoils of the palace are mine

That apart

My heart leaps at the voice of Your word

To know You  is my life's conquest

To be close to You

To lean on You and drink deeply from You

I search Your living word on a daily

Seeking to meet with You

Seeking to find me

I know that a life outside You is fickle

So i press on eagerly

If i am ever going to be the me You intended then i have to ask you to show me how

Enough of the ' to and fro'

I'm staying put with You

Until You nudge me towards

Open up to me Your  most intimate insides

Need i say, You have access to mine

I wanna beat my chest without a doubt

Screaming ,' my Father showed me how'

Being a success that You  endorsed

That i didn't just cook up

My love for you trumps all

Stripped bare and with no promise ahead

I' ll  be shouting ' i love You  Lord' from mountain tops

All life long.

UNABASHEDLY

As i worshipped

Somewhere near the surface

Tears lingered

Not unto sadness

But of gratitude

Of praise

Overwhelmed by You

And your love for me

My worth in my eyes

Growing because of what i see in yours 

It's a good thing that your thoughts floor mine

That nothing can separate me from Your love

That when You look at me it's Jesus that stares back at you

Thank you for the gift of righteousness

Unabashedly i offer worship

Unabashedly i offer me.

FIRST THINGS FIRST

First things first

I wait to hear

Inclining to the Master's voice

Daily He speaks

Yet i tarry

Hoping my day is here

'Tired 'doesn't even describe

I'm at my wits end

I know better than to run

Before the starter gun blares

False starts haven't gotten me anywhere

Just back to the beginning

Standing on one spot

Brings despair

A loaded cannon going nowhere

Seemingly equipped for the long haul

Apparently not by the Master's declare

Sadly the world doesn't understand

Difference in life's compere

Axe sharpening at lent 

Afraid that trees will be extinct

Before my day comes

Sometimes i wonder if i've got it wrong

But my insides testify otherwise

I yearn for the peace that comes with the terrain

But somedays the discomfort stirs 

I'm warmed up

My hand stretched backward

Eagerly waiting for the baton

So i can run my bit 

And affect my crowd

Knowing my race i ran

Not to a false finish line.

    

ZECHARIAH 2: The Restoration of James

Desolate i stood

Scattered by many winds

Drinking from the cups of others

Wondering if i'll ever see my 'Jerusalem'

Praying and waiting

Scanning the horizon

Sniffing the air for the rains

Like He said he would

At the fullness of time

He showed

With a tape he measured anew

Enlarging my territories

Yet they burst at the seams

Overflowing with more than i'll ever need

He became a wall of fire around me

And the glory in my midst

Those who plundered me

Came running back with compound interest

Begging to associate

They didn't know that when poked at my  eyes

They were touching Yours

Praise God!

For He is risen

To restore and enlarge

To inhabit my praise!  

A DREAMER

With a mind like Yours,
I tend to drift,
Vivid I picture,
Detailed I concoct,
Real enough that I can touch,
A haven,
A window into possibilities,
An orifice of destiny,
A jolt of fresh strength,
A hopeful tomorrow,
A leeway,
Honored for Your ability in me,
As I dream on,
Bring them to fruition.

EASTER

THE END OF A JOURNEY.
The rivulets ran down Your cheeks,
The hour was near,
Your divinity was about to abandon You,
So you could pay for a crime you didn’t commit,
As your traitor put his lips to You,
They snatched You,
You let them believe they were in control,
A fixed trial precedes,
To Golgotha they dragged You,
Mocking and whipping,
Your skin a mangle of ripped flesh,
Blood flowing without restraints,
Your face showed Your pain,
Your heart snickered,
To them the end was near,
To You a beginning was here,
Propped up,
Spread out like hide,
Feet smashed and pierced through,
Hands numb and throbbing,
Straddled with every iniquity ever invented,
Your eyes are glued to the Father,
Fulfillment is building in Your chest,
As strength desert You,
The angels watch tear-eyed,
Your Fathers heart caves in,
Time pauses as breath oozes out of You.
Life seizes to be as we know it.

THE BEGINNING OF LIFE…..
Sentries at alert at the tomb,
While rebirth was being stewed,
The devil should have just let You be,
You are back, bigger and best,
Death has been robbed of its sting,
The end has been reconstructed to a transition,
The veil has been ripped,
The scales have fallen off,
Bloods have mixed,
We have been ransomed,
Rest is ours,
Our slates are brand new,
Your many names come to play,
Our boldness has tripled,
The angels have broke out in a dance,
Gods face is lit up in megawatts,
Time cowers as You give us life anew,
Death seizes to be as we know it.

WITH ALL THAT I AM

Praises gushing out of me with gusto,
Telling of how you’ve never failed me,
Showing that walking with you delivers,
As we prayed it,
You gave it,
It toyed in my subconscious,
And it was on my plate,
My faith in leaps and bounds,
And all I did was check our previous dealings,
Your paper trail is evident,
Your cheques are as good as cash,
If You say it, You run to effect it,
Habitually You show,
Cleaning house as You pass by,
Leaving everything better than You met it,
Glorious God!
Rock steady Father!
Flawless King!
Reliable friend!
I praise You with the full strength of my lungs,
Only because You deserve

JOURNEYING TOWARDS ME

I’m on a journey,
Searching for who I am,
My perception of me is erroneous in parts,
Expectations I’ve set I shockingly find out I’m not meeting,
I thought I had it all figured out,
That the road was charted,
The GPS would get me there as planned,
My jaw keeps dropping as I surprise myself repeatedly,
There are things I must accept I can’t handle by myself,
Some, running away will solve,
Others I’m prepared to lose blood for,
My expectations are sky high,
Far away from what reality obtains,
I want life to be calculated,
But new turns, blocks are invented at a moments notice,
I fear that I might fail God and my loved ones,
That I may wake someday and be were I didn’t purchase a ticket to,
I’m the most optimistic,
Yet daily life enervates me,
I’m sad,
Then I’m happy,
Then I hit rock bottom with springs in my shoes,
Unable to attain consistency,
Craving permanent shelter amongst the stars,
Hating the downward drop,
I come to you only because you are my source,
You wrote the manual,
You keyed in the codes,
I need help,
I need You,
You are all that I’ve got,
The only one who won’t turn me back cos of my incessant flaws,
Let me sit on your laps,
Direct me to the me that delights You,
It important that I get it right,
Help me Father.

MAKING OF A CLASSIC

When it rains, it pours,
Twilight,
Or is it Aurora?
Season 7, episode 21of ‘if it tarries’
Yet the plot thickens,
I must be all that,
For all these to beleaguer,
The shutters of my eyes quiver,
A song stirs in my spirit,
It’s on continuous play,
It stays till I’m comforted,
I summon courage for yet another day,
Around the corner is near,
The fragrance called ‘victory’ is stuck in my nostrils,
The goose flesh testifies,
Its time,
My inheritance in installments,
In step with my King,
Rhythm in our sync,
The cheer of my Father,
The dance of my Mother,
The village square theatricals,
A son’s sojourn has yielded bountifully,
Purpose has been achieved,
Only because I am a bosom friend,
Of the Author,
And the Finisher,
And we took every step of the journey together.

I MISS YOU

The ache is more than I can bear,
I’m hollow, the echo is clear,
Tilt my ear but still I don’t hear,
How did I get here?
Lost in self thoughts, I’ve wandered,
It was meant to be a stroll not a stray,
With every step the power ebbed,
The glow on my skin went with your glory,
My pupil now a shade of grey,

I miss you much,
Our spot by the gate,
Your tender nudge,
The aroma of your proximity,
The welling in my chest when you visit,
The perk on my face at the mention of your name,
The afterglow of your presence,
The peace you bring at your reaching,
Our intimacy,

I want back,
I want more,
Need you to move in,
Out with me, in with you,
Need to exude your spirit,
Sate me,
Consume me,
Wrap me in silk and suppleness of you,
The throne room of my heart awaits you.
Your boy earnestly waits

A GOD OF STYLE

A satellite picture of the earth,
The second the orange rays hit the ocean,
The woman,
A smile,
Your Sons resurrection,
The first cry of a baby,
Me,
Jesus’ robe,
The purple velvet inYour tabernacle,
The wake of a flowers’ blossom,
Rushing waters,
A shooting star,
Colors of the rainbow,
Laughter,
A helping hand,
The aroma of freshly brewed coffee,
Love,
Your taste is truly impeccable,
Grand!

BANTER

Jay: God?
God: yeah?
J: been thinking
GD: about what?
J: like you don’t already know
GD: humor me
J: okay, lots of stuff actually
GD: be specific, son
J: I’ve been thinking of why I’m where I am in life
GD: Where are you?
J: come on God!
GD: answer me Jay Pierre
J: Gosh now you sound like my dad
GD: I am
J: okay seriously, I feel like am on pause!
GD: so?
J: so? What do mean?
GD: exactly what I said, so what if?
J: thought you were going to explain why?
GD: you didn’t ask me to
J: okay I’m asking!
GD: don’t raise your voice at me!
J: oops sorry!
GD: clean slate
J: thanks
GD: your definition of ‘pause’ differs from mine
J: how so?
GD: sometimes it is progress
J: Come on! Don’t go philosophical on me
GD: this is me being straight actually
J: expatiate Lord
GD: I make you wait at a corner longer than you expect cos I want to show you something
J: really?
GD: yep
J: it’s difficult, especially when it seems my peers have shot ahead of me
GD: seems? Nice choice of words there
J: but it’s obvious!
GD: to whom?
J: but…..
GD: what have I told you about comparing?
J: that our scripts are different
GD: and?
J: that you make everything beautiful in Your time
GD: didn’t hear that clearly, whose time?
J: Yours Lord.
GD: so let me be God in your life
J: I’m trying
GD: hands off and watch me
J: but…
GD: no buts son
J: okay, ‘do your thing’ like ‘stoneman’
GD: will do better
J: exceedingly…abundantly
GD: Oh you know the scripture? Keep confessing it then
J: Will do, feel better already Lord
GD: I’m thinking only good thoughts toward you, you know
GD: And my word will become flesh in your life
J: Thanks Dad
GD: pleasure’s all mine amigos.
J: lol

ELASTIC LOVING

You really are in love with me, aren’t You?
Again I’ve broken free from Your grip,
Running swiftly toward the cliff,
I offer myself to be sifted as wheat,
My prayers are halfhearted,
I have starved myself of You,
Letting my mind feed off thistles,
Enjoying the bruises that follow,
‘Just this once more’, I say,
Then I’m done disgracing You,
I’ll just look at the gourmet meal,
I promise, I won’t eat it,
Scouts honor!
Knowingly You smile,
Bringing to remembrance Your word,
True, lord,
I’ll be licking my fingers before You say J,
Shouldn’t have stayed off You for a second,
Now I’m weak,
Willing to self destruct.
But loving You,
To my rescue again,
My redeemer,
My saviour,
Bringing me to safety.
Always stay near, lord,
Forgive my whims,
Keep me in check,
And I’ll be a son for life.

SOAKING

Often I like to sit in Your presence,
No words spoken,
No jiggling,
Just still,
Taking in Your atmosphere,
Nothing else matters this moment,
I am in the palace,
I am safe here,
I don’t want to say anything to You,
If You don’t utter, I understand,
It’s so peaceful here,
So alright,
I’m the showbread now,
When I’m done soaking
In a bit I’ll be the bread of Your Presence,
I’m elated that I increase when we hang.