FOR YOUR GLORY

When the Word was  abstract to me
And that the Lord we worshipped  was a partial God
Choosing only those he wanted
To be anointed
Doing exploits
Ministering to the saints
I felt so discouraged that I didn't even want to give it a try
Like light travels in the straight line
I was out of focus yet I was in my comfort zone 
It takes grace and humility to come back on track..
yet those two words were  out of  my dictionary
Listening to the Word was like speaking Greek ;should I say more of Latin
it was as if I had told the Holy spirit to be behind me whilst I lead
Can you imagine, a blind man leading someone with sharper vision who could see   past,present and future
It was always more of me and less or should I say none of Him
My phone was my goddess 
I worshipped her first thing in the morning
And last in the evening
Forgetting the creator who gave me life
I was cut off from the source of my life Like  a baby whose umblical cord has been cut from  the mother before its time was due
I thought I could do it all by myself
Wasn't life all about the number of likes on instagram,Facebook, not to talk of Whatsapp and Twitter
Slaying every social media 
When I was busily enjoying the luxury of life
I didn't know that my spirit was dancing its way with  an umbrella in the rain towards the gates of hell
No wonder Rick Royner says in the first chapter of his book titled  The Final Quest
"The Hordes  of Hell are marching"
Why the umbrella,many of you would ask
The umbrella  is the salvation of God 
I was born again...you think I was a devil like that...
Na...I was born again but not born again
Though  with the salvation  I claimed I had..I was dancing gracefully all the way to hell

Like the Trinity
I had my own trinity
Movies  my father
Social  media my Jesus and 
Tracks my Holy Spirit 
Like an electromagnet ..
I attracted all types of metals 
Both the shiny  and the rusty 
Because the glory of God was not in my picture
There wasn't room for ultrafiltration of the good  from the bad 

I was insensitive to the Lord
Not because I have become  too sensitive that  I have developed tolerance  Like my Pharmacology could tell me
But because there was alot of chuff deposited  in my spirit and my mind
Like a guy in love with a lady trying hard to get her attention  but she is focused elsewhere
The guys can relate how painful and unpleasant the experience is.
If we humans  can feel this 
How much more our Lord Jesus 
Who even came down from His glory in Heaven to earth to come and taste life's most difficult experiences
Name it
He faced brokenness, homelessness, betrayal just to mention  a few

See, the Lord is raising up an army
The army that would go down on their knees and fight all their battles in prayers 
The Ezekiels who would minister to dry bones and command them back to life. .I don't  know if you understand the anatomy of the human..
It even amazes anatomists  how the human  body has been structured and functions
How even  every cell,tissue, organ and organ system has been closely and carefully knitted perfectly 
for time would not permit me to enlighten you how the tendon,  ligament and cartilage are beautifully connected to the bone .
Who would hold the skies with their words 
Where are the Daniels of our generation
Who would shut the mouths of lions
Where are those who Through faith would conquer kingdoms , administer justice, receive promises, put out raging fires, escape death by the sword, find strength in weakness, become powerful in battle, and route foreign armies of the enemies.
By: Clara Kao