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28/09/2022

Your breaking point can be your stepping stone

27/07/2022

If only Nigerian Christians knew that more than 90% of their prayer points could be answered through one good political leadership, then we would take our elections more seriously than our prayer vigils.

05/03/2022

HE ALWAYS HEARS

After a teaching ministration I had that night, I was so exhausted. My flesh was literally sending me to bed. So I just managed to get on my kneels, thank Him for the ministration and then take a few minutes to mumble a little petition about a few challenges that were troubling my heart. He kept quiet, no response at all.

I normally like it when we have a two-way conversation. But this time, it seemed like a verse in the the Songs of Solomon which said, " I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer." (SoS 5:6). That's where a lot of us usually get discouraged.

So having waited a few more minutes for His voice to no avail, I climbed on my bed. Up there, I was still hoping for His response while waiting for some sleep to visit my eyes. There He decided not to respond, not even a word all through the night.

But the next morning, while brushing my mouth in the bathroom, I had a gentle tab in my spirit, and in His usual way, He said, "Son, about last night, I could have those challenges you talked about go away. I could have them solved instantly for you. But I want you to understand that the real victory over challenges of life and this world is not by them going away at your wish but them not being able to shift your eyes away from me. You are walking in that victory already, continue therein."

Oh, He finally responded! My spirit lifted in excitement. The voice, soothing and edifying as usual. What a word! Pleasant like honeycomb, sweet to the soul and health to the bones. My day was made right there. Glory to God! Hallelujah!

John 9:31 say, "Now we know that God heareth not sinners: but if any man be a worshipper of God, and doeth his will, him he heareth."

"And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask any thing according to his will, he heareth us" (I John 5:24)

Whenever ye prayeth, believe that He heareth. Even when He seems silent, Just know and be confident that His ears are always open unto our prayers. He always hears!

I pray for you today, in the mighty name of Yeshua, receive the grace to hear from God and walk in victory over every of your challenges.

Amen!

Remain blessed!

04/03/2022

"...THERE, FOR HIS TIME"

"My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience." (James 1:2-3)

The Book of James is a very interesting book of the New Testament Scriptures. His origin, spiritual history, personality and ministerial orientation make him one of the inspiring voices of the early church fathers. James saw himself as a servant of Christ (James 1:1), even though he was His half-brother (Matt. 13:55). He did not come to faith until after Yeshua’s resurrection (John 7:3–5; Acts 1:14; 1 Cor. 15:7) and eventually became a leader in the church at Jerusalem (Acts 15:13).

As an elder, in writing his letter to the Jewish believers who had been scattered because of persecution, he ensured that he focused on Jewish thinking and values: It is highly practical, intensely candid, and wisdom-oriented. Because of its practical application, it has been referred to as the “Proverbs” of the New Testament.

James had come to understand that whatever challenges we might be facing as believers could be utilized for a positive knowledge of God, in whose hands, we have our times. (Psalms 31:15a)

When South African pastor, Andrew Murray was visiting England in 1895, he began to suffer pain from a previous back injury. While he was recuperating, his hostess told him of a woman who was in great trouble and wanted to know if he had any counsel for her. Murray said, “Give her this paper which I have been writing for my own [encouragement]. It may be that she will find it helpful.”

This is what Murray wrote:

“In time of trouble say: God will keep us by His love. By His grace, we can rest in Him.
First—God brought me here. It is by His will I am in this strait place. In that I will rest.
Next—He will keep me in His love and give me grace in this trial to behave as His child.
Then—He will make the trial a blessing, teaching me lessons He intends me to learn, and working in me the grace He means to bestow.
Last—In His good time He can bring me out again—how and when He knows.
I am here—by God’s appointment, in His keeping, under His training, for His time.”

It's without gainsaying that we are now living in an age where we want the instant solution, the quick fix for almost everything, but some things cannot be disposed of so readily; they can only be accepted. God will keep us by His love. By His grace, we can rest in Him.

There are some times and circumstances in life that we would wish they easily vanish away at our touch of their experiences. It’s hard to endure, for example, times of illness and suffering. It's hard to endure times of delay pregnancy or financial struggles in marriages. It's hard to endure so much adversity especially when other seem to be having it well around us. At such times, we either pray God to comfort us and help us to trust Him or we reach out for alternatives and satanic quick fixes.

We've got to know that when God permits suffering, He also provides comfort and will surely show up to give us testimonies for our patient endurance. The reason we should, like David, always remember that our times whether good or "bad" are in God's hands and look unto Him at every bit of it. (Psalm 31:15) He makes all things beautiful in His own time.

May God give us the grace to live by this knowledge, comfort us in every pain and cause our testimonies to spring forth as we continue to look up to Him, to the praise and glory of His name. Amen!

Remain blessed.

24/02/2022

HOPE - LOOKING FORWARD

When the great Dutch painter, Rembrandt died unexpectedly at age 63, an unfinished painting was found on his easel. It focuses on Simeon’s emotion in holding the baby Yeshua when He was brought to the temple in Jerusalem, 40 days after His birth. Yet the background and normal detail remain unfinished. Some art experts believe that Rembrandt knew the end of his life was near, and like Simeon was, was ready to “be dismissed” (Luke 2:29).

The Holy Spirit was upon Simeon (v. 25), so it was no coincidence that he was in the temple when Mary and Joseph presented the baby Yeshua, their firstborn son to God. Simeon, who had been looking forward to the promised Messiah, took the baby in his arms and praised God, saying: “Sovereign Lord, as you have promised, you may now dismiss your servant in peace. For my eyes have seen your salvation, which you have prepared in the sight of all nations: a light for revelation to the Gentiles, and the glory of your people Israel” (vv. 29-32).

That story is found in Luke 2:21-35. In that passage, we found the Jewishness of Yeshua taking center stage. But the encounter with Simeon at the temple was marked by an announcement that would make all the old Jewish Covenant practices like circumcision, ritual cleansing, and animal sacrifices etc obsolete (Ex. 13:2, 12; Lev. 12:8). It was an announcement that would change the face of Jewish history, ushering in a new way of worship of their Yahweh, the Elohim and a new way of life for us all.

"Yeshua saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me." John 14:16 (RNKJV)

With that in mind, it therefore means that Simeon was not longing for the glory days of Israel’s history, but was looking ahead for the promised Messiah, who would come to redeem all nations and show them the way to God. Like Simeon, we can have an expectant, forward look in life because we know that one day we will see the Lord, and in seeing the Lord, He will give substance to all our hopes in this troubled world.

Life without hope is lifeless. Hopefulness is the soul of living. Take away hope, then there's no life, because life basically is wired with hope. That is why they say, a living dog is better than a dead lion. When there is life, surely there is hope. We can look forward in life because we know that there's a One who is the hope of the hopeless, so even in "hopeless" situations, we can always expect Him to show up for us. Reason we are never to give up in life regardless how abject or challenging the circumstances might be.

May we never allow the devil push us into a state where we become hopeless over any challenge in life. In every circumstance, may we, like Simeon, receive the grace to always look ahead to the appearing of Yeshua our Lord and His help.

By the word of Yahweh, the Messiah was promised, and so He came (Luke 2:29–32). By the same word of Yahweh, He has also promised to come again in power and great glory (Matthew 24:30). In Revelation 22:20, the scripture says, "He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. amen. Even so, come, Master Yeshua."

"Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is. And every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure." (I John 3:2-3).

How much of this hope do we have to see the Lord at His 2nd coming? How prepared are we? Like Simeon, how eager are we looking forward to this promise? For surely, He cometh!

May the Lord guide our hearts that we be not overtaken by the cares of this world and so that day would catch us unawares. (Luke 21:34). Amen

Remain blessed!

31/12/2021

HE LOVES MEMORIAL THANKSGIVING

"And this day shall be unto you for a memorial; and ye shall keep it a feast to the LORD throughout your generations; ye shall keep it a feast by an ordinance for ever." Ex 12:14

"And it shall be for a sign unto thee upon thine hand, and for a memorial between thine eyes, that the LORD's law may be in thy mouth: for with a strong hand hath The Lord BROUGHT THE OUT of Egypt." Ex 13:9

13 years ago, just flashing by like yesterday on my mind, with a memory of His grace. I tasted a close shave with death, knocked down by a drunken driver, writhing in excruciating pain, in the pool of my own blood, right inside the drain by the roadside, bones badly affected and broken at the thigh.

I could remember mum running to the scene, on hearing the news, with just a wrapper left on her body, fresh from the bath, with part of the soap still lathered on her.. You could understand her; the love of a mother, her only son was at the point of death, hit by oncoming vehicle. " Son," she said, "Are you alive?" I said, "yes mum. I am healed in Jesus' name." Then I heard a voice within rebuked, "Shut up...you don't that...you are not healed...you are whole." "There shall be no broken bones, this is not real..." it added. With my obviously fractured bones, that, in deed, sounded stupid in my ears, but then, one thing was certain, I knew the voice that spoke and I knew I had to believe it. Of course, that changed my language and redirected my focus.

I knew God was really up to sth when after a few days, I got a msg from a friend far away, quoting the bible verse of that same "no breaking of bones." It was a very Spirit-inspired SMS. Bro Peter Ogbe do you still remember that message you sent to me that day?😁😁😁

I was rushed to the hospital [name withheld], rolled into the emergency ward, lying on that bed, I could hear the doctor said, "...No treatment without advance payment." Mother burst into another round of already prepared tears, "But, but, but doctor, I don't have any money here with me right now, doctor. Pls, pls try and help...just commence the treatment..." she pleaded. But hey, the doctor kept preaching the hospital policy. I could understand him. However, still there on the bed, I looked at him, eyeball to eyeball, told him, "Doctor, count yourself so blessed to touch these my broken bones...for having to treat me here in this hospital..." The Doctor looked at me astonishingly. I could sense the shock in his own bones. But I knew I had sown a seed. Next thing he said was to ask me where I worshipped. I told him it wasn't necessary.

Off I was taken to another hospital, where I believed was destined for my treatment. I thanked the Lord on hindsight that the doctor in the first hospital refused to touch me, because that would have disqualified me from the new Hospital where I was taken to, which happened to be where I was destined to be treated. Right there, 3 weeks after, the surgery was completed, the post-surgery x-ray revealed an excellent job, with the orthopedic surgeon adjudging it the best he has ever done; and 6 months later, all crutches dropped, I was back on my two legs, perfectly sound, fit to run at the Olympics, for millions of Naira treatment - done all free of charge. There and then, I understood better when the voice said I was whole and that it wasn't real.

But here is the beauty of it all. On my Thanksgiving day, as I stepped out of the church, I saw the same doctor (that refused to treat me) seated at the back of the auditorium, stirring right at me. I looked at him and smiled. I said, " Oh, Doctor, good to see you...you are here! So you really traced me all the way down...Glad you heard the testimony." I could sense some air of mixed feeling around him. His facial expression said it all. However, he said to me, "Congratulations!" and we exchanged a few more words. How he kept tabs on me all those while and managed to trace me down, he didn't say. Only I got to know that the testimony saved his soul. Then I knew why I was first taken to his hospital - so a soul could be saved. Hence, the mission was accomplished.

Now 13 years later, probably not a funny memory, but sure will suffice to talk about His grace. Now the whole world can understand whenever I talk about His abundant grace..This surely will stick with me for life as a memorial thanksgiving to the One who preserved my life.

Sorry, it might have been too long to read but then, definitely not too long to praise Him and remember His benefit at the verge of enjoying another glorious year ahead. Happy new year in advance!

This is PART 1.

10/12/2021

FINDING REST TO YOUR SOUL

We are living in a world that is constantly pushing us to weariness and exhaustion by so much burden, pressure and anxiety. The need to survive and stay afloat over the floods of family, societal, religious demands etc is constantly driving so many of us into untold stress and incomprehemsible level of "madness".

Psychological unrest, feeling of hopelessness, frustration, depression, su***de and the likes are increasing by the day. The fear of the unknown, the uncertainties of life and the heavy load of sin weighing down the the souls of men - all these have only but one panacea and that's in the promise of Yeshua.

The soul of man was not meant to be restless. He needs rest both inwardly and outwardly. He needs a sense of balance that guarantees his sanity and peace. This informed one of the greatest promises of Yeshua in the Scripture. By this, He told us, " Come unto me, all you who are weary and heavy burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls." (Matthew 11:28-29).

How could the Master talk about being yoked in a harness, which suggests hardwork and about rest in the same breath? To most of us, rest means kicking back on a recliner or cooling off in some cosy ambience of calm and traquillity or possibly leading a very comfortable life where there's no stress of any kind. But that's not the kind of rest He was talking about. That would have been suggestive if he didn't follow the invitation up with some yoke bearing.

A yoke is a harness that goes around the necks of two oxen so they can pull a load or walk together. Accepting Christ's yoke is a picture of submission. It connotes some level of partnership that two people are made to walk or work together. It's in this walking/working together that you enjoy the benefits of divine help because you're not pulling the yoke alone.

In each team of oxen, one must be the leader and the other, a follower. Yeshua will take the lead but we must be yoked to Him if we must get the benefits of the relief and the rest He promised. To enjoy intimacy with Him, we must be willing to bow before Him and take His yoke (accept His will).

He promised that His yoke won't choke us. It won't be wearisome or confining; we won't chafe under it. Infact, the irony is that the more we surrender our will to Him and allow ourselves to be yoked to Him, the freer we become.

Now it's possible to accept this yoke then start pulling against it when life's challenges hit us hard and things don't seem to go the way we want them to. In such moments, the peace and rest He promised will only be experienced when we trust Him and relax in the yoke, and allow Him lead the way.

It''s even more dangerous to be in the yoke and be struggling than not being in the first place. Save your neck and relax in His yoke while He ensures your rest. Nothing beats that peace - it surpasses all understanding.

22/11/2021

STRANGLED BY THE SPIRIT OF ERROR

Dear brother, when you quote a scripture and call it the "word of God", please ensure the translation is original and not adulterated. Go for its root and original renderings, else you might just be standing upon the foundation of an alterated religious history and narratives of God's word.

The word of God is pure, and such should it remain. God Himself knew the danger of a slightest adulteration of His word - addition or subtraction, either during prophecy, narration, translation, interpretation or any other account. He warned us about it. He knew the deadly damage that would cause His people as He could see the end from the beginning. (Deut 4:2). That's why he placed a severe punishment on whoever is found liable of such offense. (Rev22:18-19)

Ignorance cannot be excused when it's born out of spiritual apathy or laziness to seek and know the truth. And there's no use knowing, if the knowledge itself is in error. The Spirit of Truth is ever willing to enlighten as many that are uncomfortable with errors and thirsty for spiritual truth.

Don't just seek to know, seek (prayerfully study) also to understand that which has been brought to your knowledge, because the mere "letter" kills but it's the Spirit of the Word that gives life. The Spirit of Truth, who is the Holy Spirit, is not only called the Spirit of Knowledge but also that of Understanding and Wisdom. (Isa.11:2)

We were called to divide nothing but the Word of Truth, and that, we should do rightly. (2 Timothy 2:15). But if the information carrying the knowledge has been adulterated, the knowledge foundationally is false, the understanding consequently will be erroneous and the division, definitely can never be right.

Truth has no respect for persons, time nor space. We must be bearers of the truth. Go for truth. There-in lies the power to a lasting freedom. It is the only way we can be delivered from the strangling claws of the spirit of error that has invaded the "church" of God.

Yeshua remains the Lord.

13/10/2021

MY MISGUIDED REQUEST

Just like every other child, my birth came with so much joy and celebration. Coming from an African setting, the family would have long been expecting and praying that I came out a boy. So you could feel the joy of my parents, especially my dad, who must have felt so fulfilled for bearing a son to carry on his ancestral lineage.

Beautiful and innocent, with every pinch of perfection around my birth, I grew up with so much hope and expectation built around me. But trouble started when I approached the age that I was expected to rise and start walking. My parents realized I had difficulty in standing up and sustaining my limbs. Initially, they thought I was probably one of those kind of babies who are late walkers. So they bought me baby-walkers and every child mobility-aid to help me develop my limbs for movement. They consulted paediatricians who tried their best. As devouts in religion, they took me to spiritual houses and had so many prayers made for me - but all to no avail. At this point, it had become obvious to my parents that my case was a lost case. I was born lame with weak limbs and a cripple I would be permanently for life.

I started seeing their lovely feelings for me gradually changing. The hope-bearer of the family had now become a serious burden unto them. They had spent all they could to see to my recovery but my case proved to be permanent and terminal. They started losing hope in me. Our hard economic situation did not even help matters. Dad was now a retired peasant farmer. Mum was just a petty fish trader. Feeding at home had become a serious challenge. No money, no limbs, I became a serious liability. And that forced me to go into begging for alms in order to survive. Even that, I had to be carried about by others.

Thank God I had a few good friends who were still there for me and my caring siblings who took turn to carry me to the locations where I could be helped with alms. And what better place to be than the Temple Gate where worshippers of God were going for prayers, in whose hearts is expected to be found compassion for the poor and needy as part of their religious obligations.

That became my daily routine and means of survival - a poor lame beggar at the temple gate called Beautiful. I was a cripple, not by accident, but born. So I was, lame from my mother's womb, as it should seem, by a paralytic distemper, which weakened my limbs. I was at the Beautiful Gate but nothing beautiful about my life.

What happened to all the lofty visions and beautiful dreams my parents had of me at my birth? Was that God's original plan for my life? Was that really how my life was destined to be? A beggar? Being unable to work for my living? A terminal cripple who must live upon alms, being laid daily by my friends and family at one of the gates of the temple? A miserable spectacle, unable to do any thing for himself but to ask alms of those that entered into the temple or came out? Can't there be a miracle for me?

I kept praying and asking God when my story would change. I never knew He could hear my prayers, no, not from a self-pitied, useless soul like me. But one thing was certain. I had known that as long as there is life, that there is hope. Reason I kept asking them to take me to that place. I might not have been able to join the worshippers at the temple for prayers, but God's mercy located me at the Gate when on one fateful day, at the hour of prayer, He sent His angels to attend to my predicament.

Interrstingly, that was not the first time I had seen those two men - Peter and John. I had been there long enough and had seen them in many occasions come into the temple in the company of their Master, YESHUA the Messiah of Nazareth. I had heard how they perfomed miracles in and around the temple with their Master; how they had healed the sick of different ailments and infirmities in several occasions while i was still there begging for alms at the gate. I had watched them passed in and out of the temple and all I did was greet them and turned my face. It never occurred to me to beckon on them for my healing.

Funny enough, all I needed was how to take care of my immediate financial needs. I had focused all my energy and prayers on asking for alms that I even forgot that I was a cripple. Oh, how the little pennies I received daily overshadowed my desire to walk which was most important to me! Like some of us, we often ignore the major needs of our lives and focus our attention on the minors, which often are immediate in satisfying our temporary, fleshly cravings with disregards to the eternal needs of our soul. May God have mercy on us.

Thank God for grace and mercies, that afternoon, these two men looked beyond my misguided request and attended to the real predicament of my life as they declared the name of the Lord over my lameness and restored strength to my ankle bones so I could walk and become meaningful to myself and family, without having to beg for alms ever again in my life.

What a joy when I confirmed immediately that I could walk. I couldn't hold myself but to jump, leap and join the teaming worshippers at the temple to praise Yahweh, the God of Heaven and Earth, who alone deserves all my praise. Oh, they gave me more than I requested! I couldn't even remember when I threw away my rust-covered, begging tray and the few coins that I had received prior to the miracle hour. May the name of Yeshua in whom I received my miracle be praised forever, and may it continue to work for you in any situation whenever you call upon Him. Amen!

THE UNCLEAN MEIt all started as my usual monthly flow. So I took no thought or worry over it. I started counting the day...
08/10/2021

THE UNCLEAN ME

It all started as my usual monthly flow. So I took no thought or worry over it. I started counting the days. One, two, three, four, all came and past. I felt, Oh! Maybe this one is a bit different. I contacted my special gynecologist. She checked me out and said it was normal; that I got nothing to worry about. With a few doses of medication, maybe I should give it one or two more days, it all would be over. I went home with some feeling of relief.

Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months as months rolled to years. What could have become of me? Why am I still bleeding? This has never happened to me. 12 years and there still not seem to be any solution to my predicament. So many thoughts started running through my mind. Such a beautiful, young, hardworking career woman I was. Money was not my problem. Connections were not my problem. So I thought to go for some serious diagnosis abroad. After all, money was not my problem and I never thought any problem could be beyond it until now.

There, the medical specialists all checked on me. They did all they could. It looked like everything was okay as I flew back home until suddenly, I got stained again as the drip had started reflowing. I broke down in tears. I couldnt stand the disappointment. What a frustration! What a misery!

Now medical expertise home and abroad had all failed me. Friends suggested I go the traditional way. I wasn't too comfortable but I had no choice. Who knows, the herbalists may just have a solution to it. Unknown to me, I was only going to waste my already dwindling income as nothing positive came out of it. My issue was still dripping.

Now who will save me? Who will come to my rescue? I thought to turn to religion as my next hope. But there, my case was even worse. I couldn't get access to my brethren, not even the Priest could attend to me, because the religious law had already stood against me and made me an outcast.

Yes, I was condemned by some religious law to a feeling, condemned to a belief. I was condemned to believe that I was soiled and unworthy. Not only was I unclean, but anything I touched was unclean. This meant it was my responsibility not to contaminate others. For that, I had to be in separation, having been declared unclean by the same religion that was supposed to help me.

Now my whole life is in shatters. All my income gone, savings gone. Broke, ostracized and lonely. The people I helped in their time of need all abandoned me. Business partners all avoided me. Family and friends now running away from me to avoid sharing in my uncleanliness, as anyone that touched me or anything I touched was deemed unclean by the law. Yes, you can't blame them. The punishment was incomprehensible. The stigma alone was killing me more than the actual sickness.

Thank God there is One who never abandons, no matter how unclean and unworthy the world may look at me. I knew it's not over until you try Him. I longed for an opportunity to meet with Him. I knew if I could get to see Him, all would be history. I decided to put all my trust in Him and I took a step of faith towards Him. I had come to find out that He always shows up for those who longs for Him. If you seek Him with all your heart, you shall surely be found of Him. His name is YESHUA, the Son of the Living God.

So on that fateful day, I heard He was coming around my neighborhood, actually on His way to Jairus, one of our religious leaders' house to heal his sick daughter. I said to myself, "dear, this is your last chance. You said you have faith. You must be ready to break the protocol. Forget about the crowd, forget about what men would say. If only you get to touch the helm of His cloak, you know you will be made whole, and all the agony will end." I knew my testimony would surely come.

Oh, He came with a cloud of entourage! Like a popular celebrity, thronged around with so much crowd, some of whom also came to see Him for their needs and problems. Now how can a woman that was not supposed to be touched surmount all this multitude to reach Him? As they say, 'when there is a will, there is always a way.' If anyone could recognize me, I would be in serious trouble and risk the judgement of death by stoning. But I knew nothing ventures nothing gained. I'd rather die trying than get stuck in my misery. There can't be any price too much in getting to my Saviour, after all, I was already bleeding towards the grave.

Thanks to grace, I found my way and reached out to the helm of His garment. Oh, how glorious it was as I got my healing! I felt something when He spoke to me, "Woman, thy faith has made you whole." Glory to God! He didn't just heal me. He made me whole. He restored my life. And I know He is the same yesterday, today and forever, and can still do it for anyone who puts his faith in Him Hallelujah!

06/10/2021

I DESERVED TO DIE BUT...

I thought I'd sealed every opening and I was discret enough in the unholy affair. I thought I could get in and come out without a sound nor a sign. I thought I was smart enough to be able to sneak in for that one Night and none could see me. It never occurred to me that I would be caught. No! Maybe another day but not today.

My heart dropped as some folks walked towards me. I could see in their stern-looking faces that they were really not coming for fun. They were really out for me. Ah! I knew that was the beginning of my end.

Hey! I was CAUGHT, not before the act, but RIGHT IN THE ACT....in the VERY ACT. I couldn't even run. It was too red-handed. My feelings led me into this. My friends talked me into this. Revenge on my cheating husband led me into this. Family pressure led me into this. I even thought to blame it on the Devil. Oh! I had so many excuses on my mind.

I thought of my family. I thought of my friends. I thought of my church members. I thought of my colleagues in the office. I though of my neighbours. I thought of all those who trusted and held me in high esteem. But it was of no relevance now, because the deed has already been done.I have to face the Law now.

While I was dragged down the road, I saw them picking stones for my head. I saw the mockery, the boos, the scorn, the abuse. Oh, what a disgrace I had become! I tried to explain that it was not deliberate and how it was my first time. I tried to excuse it on economic hardship and family challenges. I even tried to say that we were two in the ACT. But the law had already sealed my lips, such that I could only think of what to say but not say it. Ah! What a life! I had a mouth but sadly I had no voice.

Finally, we were at the temple
There, I witnessed a contest over my life. The Law said I'd done it and deserved to die.
But when Mercy showed up and lifted up His face.
He said I'll live...
He spoke for me...
He took my place...
He bore my pain and shame...
He died for me...
He gave me a second chance...
For death, He gave me life.

Now I can BOLDLY declare that I'm product of His Mercy. HALLELUJAH! I live now because Mercy said NO!!

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