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Why am I a Christian?

A friend shared this video on a facebook page and I thought to share it with you too.

This question is very vital in every Christian life. Some people are Christians because they were born Christian but I am a Christian because I have been and still I'm saved by Grace. The story of my life and his divine touch in my life has brought me down to my knees in appreciation and worship of his awesomeness.
Although born a Christian, I always asked myself why we had to do certain things. I was born and bred in one of these old churches known as the fundamentalists founded by Florence Crawford (Apostolic Faith Mission).. This church has been since 1907, it birthed from the 1906 Azusa street revival organised by William J. Seymour. I loved how my church was so historian - kind of a vintage feel but I never understood why my church was so different compared to all other churches in Africa (back then).
We all did everything different while normal black churches were up and going, very up beat etc. I felt restricted especially as a growing teen and worse, my parents won't have me 'misbehave' (in their terms). I did what they wanted me to do just to please them. The time came for me to leave home, I left far away.. I went across ocean and came to live in England. Then I truly understood why I am a Christian. I wasn't much of a Christian though, I should say my parents did a good job in bringing me up so I had good morals but that was no where near Christianity. I saw myself doing things I shouldn't be doing but the day came when God spoke to me.

When God speaks to you, his voice is clear and distinct. It can't be denied, you'll know of a truth God has caught up with you. That was what he did. He spoke to me in such a manner that no one else could. He said: "Do you love the world more than me?" I knew in my heart of hearts I didn't love God as much as expected. He'd done soooo much for me to walk out of his life. He was just too much for me to deny him. He had calmed so many storms in my life, he'd been there for my family, for me and he was still there for me in my Sin.

I had to give it up to him.

The peace afterwards was overwhelming. It was not a perfect moment after I returned to God but I tell you, There's a peace that comes into your heart and lives with you at all times, that peace, you can never get from anyone else but God.


I can boldly say I am a Christian by Grace
*Watch out for the novel about my walk with God.. The complete story coming soon! with others included*

When you are hurt...

..by the person you love; it hits you more than anything else. I've been pretty useless throughout today and tomorrow is a busy day for me. I should be preparing for tomorrow, but I can't. I'm ill suffering from chest pain. How terrible can this be?

I defo need God's grace to carry on. Oh, I felt like watching a film and I remembered "Sound of Music" I love the songs and I've been playing the scenes in my head even before seeing it. Lol. You know when you like a movie or film (you replay the scenes, the songs and you just remember all the funny bits and the interesting scenes you just can't stop watching) that's the way I felt watching it again. Just like yesterday, when I was a little girl and watching those kids sing, now an adult and one day will have my own kids (I pray not seven though).
I'm really trying not to think about this whole episode of Monday that got me really upset. I've never felt so disappointed, betrayed and hurt before. It's so sad and disappointing when those who you didn't expect that much hurt to come from eventually hurt you.

Lessons learnt: Never expect too much from people, they'll never cease to disappoint you.. It's best you underestimate people for them to surprise you than for you to overestimate their worth and they throw it in your face.

Can't you see I love you?

When you had no one to help you out,
When you could no longer pay your bills,
And feeding became difficult
I remember the smile on your face
When I sent my child to offer that help
I showed up on time
Can't you see?

When you were so excited about life
Everything seemed fine
But there were those who did not wish you well,
You were sad when you fell ill that morning,
The morning of your special meeting
With these 'special' friends
I saw it coming and had to wave off your downfall
You were upset with me
Can't you see I love you?

I woke you up this morning,
Provide your needs,
Make you comfortable
When I notice you forget me
I step right in and rescue you from my enemy
Because he wants to destroy
Reducing you to nothing
But I won't let that happen
You are not as strong as Job
But my tests for you will guide you to have that faith

I'll always be there for you
But sometimes I need to let you fly on your own
To see how high you can go
When I do that sometimes,
You hurt me by crying, complaining and saying the word I dislike 'why'?
It's you because I love you
I love you so much to lay down my life for you
And I sure did
Do you remember?

When you forget your wings,
Or when you feel so comfortable leaning on me
I push you just a little
But always remember,
I'll be there to catch you
Never give up

And when you get to that height
Please do not hurt me
By thinking you arrived there by your strength
For I am a jealous God
But I'll forever love you my people
Can you now see that I truly love you?

Wisdom


This is something I've always admired, desperately wanted and prayed for. Following a sermon at church about a month or two ago, I prayed fervently for it.
I woke up this morning excited about life, because I got to learn that each day God gives us life is a gift and when he chooses to take it, we should thank God for it, because life itself is a struggle.
As I prepare to round up studying and everything relating to Academics at the moment, I get scared but something triggered: God's wisdom. It doesn't come cheap and when it comes, it includes all in one.
I thought of something to write on my blog today, not this... The blog that includes my articles (Emerald's Notebook). I noticed when I just write off my head, it doesn't come out as good as when I am led my HIS mighty hand. I finally found one of my previously written articles and I added just a little to it. I thank God for using me in people's life even as he speaks to me through the poems, novels and plays.
For every little gift, NEVER fail to PRAISE GOD.