You won’t kill this love
There are moments in my life when it feels as if sleep eludes me entirely, slipping through my grasp like fine sand, while instead, a heavy burden settles ominously upon my chest. You may be tempted to pass judgment on me, to assume that I am not among the beloved ones in His eyes, thinking that if I truly were, peaceful slumber would envelop me effortlessly during the night. However, deep within my heart, I possess an unwavering knowledge of my true identity and belonging, which offers me solace in turbulent times.
Indeed, I often hear the soft, haunting whispers of my own despair—the cries of a heart filled with a void that no material possession or worldly comfort can ever hope to fill. The essence of humanity, especially in a soul like mine, finds itself embroiled in an ongoing battle against the injustices of our society. The pervasive dishonesty that taints our lives, the corruption that seeps through broken promises, and the heavy, suffocating stench of death that seems to cling to every headline I see on the news, all present a stark reminder of the darkness we face. The anguish endured by countless souls and the resigned, muffled sigh of those who strive for righteousness resonate fiercely within me. These very sighs that emanate from my depths keep me wide awake at night, suffusing my consciousness with feelings of loneliness and neglect, drenched in the burdens borne by an overactive mind that struggles to find rest.
Yet, while I may be in search of a remedy for the unrest within, I am steadfast in my belief that I know precisely where my healing awaits. Do you, perchance, find yourself ensnared in such a concerning and challenging situation?
The callous cold shoulder of violent tyrants has brushed Nigeria and Nigerians. Dreams gone to where dreams hide unfulfilled it seems, how can ambitions thrive in a confused leadership. In the midst of this roundavou of fear and humanity, only the prince of peace stayed close. Do you get me?
There are depths of pits only His endless grace can reach. Darkness only obeys the Light. Only a Potter can mend a broken clay pot.
They say there is a tin line between love and hate? Sometimes it’s like there is a force pushing me towards crossing the line. We can not reach, who we don’t love? The almost impossible to love only thrives again on the wings of wickedness, a man in a basket, but we all know who deals with that for us.
Hope in my head, my heart heavy, your love in my vains and grace drawns every tears to resolve in to cheerfullness. So you see, I am not lead by my feelings but by the Spirit of God!
So the noise and the violence raging in northern nigeria will not make me question the mercy, love and abundant grace of God that pursues us with so much compassion.
There is the purpose of God, the purpose of reconciliation and restoration which will not be halted, for this love which has been poured in our hearts cannot be stopped or killed, it is Life itself, the very essence in which ever thing which exist or will exist comes from. this is where my hope springs from.
Are you struggling because of the pain and suffering out there? there is comfort in Christ. The system of this world was never designed to make peace happen. the laws were never designed to inspire our work in love towards one another. The government really doesn’t care for everyone but it’s own, and that’s why we have to stay in faith, knowing fully that Christ has a plan. You are part of that plan, yield and surrender all your cares to Him and He will give you rest because He cares for you.
Do you want to speak with someone to know more about this Love I speak off. . . Send me a massage will be so happy to listen.
You are loved with an everlasting Love.