Monday, 28 May 2012

Naked before thee

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Naked before thee
Naked before thee
See me as I am
Just as I am, naked before you
Nothing to hide
No covers
No hindrance
No pretenses
Stark naked before you
You know me as I am
You know all about me
Why do you ask me questions?
As though there were something you do not know
You know me just as I am
Oh my God!
I throw myself shamelessly at you
I am vulnerable and exposed
I am uncovered with no place to hide
Be my hiding place
Be my cover
Be my shield
All of me I throw to you
For before whom else can I be this open?
I am tired of running, of hiding
Tired of false appearances
Tired of double standards
I am simply, altogether thine
Do with me as you will
Even if no one else would have me
You can have all of me, my prince and my God
Totally naked I throw myself at thee.

Adimba Chizoba Noel
Editor.

Wednesday, 16 May 2012

BECAUSE OF YOU


BECAUSE OF YOU
It is because of you that I came
I left everything: father, mother, siblings
Ambition, prospects, dreams heeded the call and came
Just because of you.
Sometimes I want to give up
Sometimes I wonder whether it is worth it
Whether I am not wasting my time
Whether all is not in vain,
Then I see your face, hear your laughter
Then I feel like going on
Through tears and pain through lack and insults
When I despair and would think of doing something else
Then you walk into my office
And I say, “wait a minute” I think I must continue
To wipe your tears, hear your stories and laughter
To see you smile, to smoothen the furrows at your brow
To help you carry your burden, to give you a helping hand
To be by your side when you need a friend,
To lift you up when you are down
To whisper courage when dark clouds hover over the horizon
To point you ever steadily to the one who loves us so
Friend, that’s why I came.
When I am sad and downcast
When I faint and find it difficult to stand
When tears fill my eyes
When my body is broken because of toil
When I get to that misty frontier
That place where hope seems lost and despair nigh
When I feel I can no longer take one more step
When everything in me says give up!
When all I hear is pack you bag and run,
Run far away and never come back!
Then I remember you, I think of you
How can I leave you, how can I abandon you?
‘Just now I hear Him say I will never leave you nor forsake you’
Friend I resolved to stay just because of you
It was because of you that I came!

Friday, 11 May 2012

Love Bids Me Serve



Love Bids Me Serve

Love bids me serve
No slave of duty shall I be
Though slave indeed for my king
It is his love that has called me
Called not just to serve but called me first to Him
Called me to abide
And only then to truly serve
Yes, love indeed has called
And to Him have I answered
It is his passion that runs thru my veins
The zeal for his house has consumed me
I leap and run, about my duty with resolve
Not for the approval of man
Nor for the mere call of duty
No. It is love that bid me serve
 And for loves sake have I come.
I follow after Him who first followed after me
And in his love have I found LIFE.


A Soldier At My Post

A Soldier At My Post

I am a soldier called to my post
Bludgeoned by the fatal blows of the enemy
Pressed and wounded on all sides
Yet I would not quit my post
I will stay, I will abide
‘twas the great apostle who said that we are not
Ignorant of the devices of the enemy
Even we have an idea, he a master strategist and foe
Bids us quit our post, drop our weapons and flee
He surrounds us on all sides, he presses
For he a novice is not, he is a master at his craft
Experienced and well capped, a veteran of no mean repute
He seeks our surrender, he wills our retreat
But for us we have sworn, there is no retreat no surrender
We have sworn to the oath, we have answered to the commander’s beagle
We have chosen our course well, we shall not quit, no, not , never, no-how!
Sons of the Immortal Spirit, we shall never quit, we shall not play the coward
We answered to royal summons and took holy orders
And there is no looking back, we have broken the bridge
Success or not, fame, glory or shame we have died to these
For us the road is not two, front or back nay our road is only forward
Forward! That’s the order I hear from my own commander
His wish is my command, and his command is my duty
Forward then let us march to life or death what is that
We will fight to the death, to the last man
Till the last ounce of our blood is shed
We seek for no trophies, we have despised the shame
To the last man and to the death
For our captain, commander and King
MARANATHA!
I dedicate this to the good Shepherd who first gave his life for his flock

Tuesday, 8 May 2012

Beer Lahi Roi



Beer Lahi Roi

She was only a lowly servant
With dirty, rough hands
Whether beaten and bowed down with work
Used to labour and toil
Holding her master and mistress with great reverence
Was it fate or fortune that smiled on her?
She was to be her master’s concubine
With the full blessing of her mistress
But then the twists and turns of fate
She haven slept with her master and taken in
Bit the very hands that fed her and despised her mistress
Totally lacking in tact,
 She thought she had arrived
But not just yet!
The very thing that gave her joy brought her sorrow
For she was driven away from comfort and security
And with a grief laden heart she fled
Her baby at her back
Calamity came upon her like a multi headed monster
She ran out of food and water
And was ready to die
She had lost all hope
Life had given her the sour grape
Everything had conspired against her
 There was nowhere to flee
She had come to her tethers end
She had thrown all hope away
All she waited for was death
Life had no more meaning
Desire had gone, hope had become a mirage
Certainly, there is no coming back from this
Death had become a confidant and friend
Ever so close she could smell it
Her throat was patched with thirst
In shame, desperation and pain
She turned away
BUT,
Wait a minute,
Beer Lahai Roi
Beer Lahai Roi
There is a God who sees me
There is a God who sees me
Mine eyes have seen him
And yet will I not die
I shall not die of thirst
For there is a well beside
For He Himself has become a well for me
How then can I die of thirst?
Oh, Beer Lahai Roi
Beer Lahai Roi
There is a God who sees me
Just when I think it’s over
He shows up
Just a the right moment he appears
Lo, it is not just enough that he provides
He even leaves a blessing and he brings restoration
Go back he says, for the boy he shall not die
Yes he a mighty nation shall be
Go back; go back to your mistress
Beer Lahai Roi
Beer Lahai Roi
There is a God who sees me just as I am
My feet break forth into dance steps
And I sway to the sound of music
My steps are enlarged about me
 I leap with shouts of joy
My boy shall live and I shall see my master’s house again
Beer Lahai Roi
The God of possibilities
No dead end with him
No impossibilities
No full stop until he puts it
It is never over with him until he says it’s over
Beer Lahai Roi
What a God He is
What an amazing God
What a great God
No dead ends
No full stops
There are no ends
For he is the Eternal Beginning
Beer Lahai Roi
Beer Lahai Roi
What a great God He is!
Adimba Chizoba Noel
Editor
06/05/2012

HEAVEN’S GATE


HEAVEN’S GATE

There once was a man named Jacob
Whose name meant a cheat
And from the womb he had started practicing his craft
And so it came to be that he cheated his brother
of his birthright and his father’s blessings
It happened then, that his brother full of vengeance and rage
Was bent on having a pound of flesh
So the man full of fright, fled
Yea, flee he did, for his very dear life
He fled to find security
He fled without looking back
He fled with nothing save the raiment at his back
So Jacob fled
But on one of those cold lonely dark nights
He was hungry, weary, worn and tired
Beaten by the weather and beaten by life
And in his desperation he laid down to rest
He must have wished for death
For what need was this useless life of his?
Little did he know what awaited him
For as he slept, in his dream
He saw heaven opened and lo there was a staircase
And angels ascended and descended
Heaven’s gate! he shouted, heaven’s gate!
I am at heaven’s gate and I knew it not
His bed was thorns and his pillow stones
Bereft of a home and of love
Yet his father’s house was nigh
Poor hungry and beaten yet there was abundance
Are we not like him?
Poor, hungry and beaten yet, heaven is at our beck and call
Heaven’s gate; Lord please open our eyes.
Adimba Chizoba Noel
Editor
26/04/2012.