Even though we are united we are body parts, each with his function. You need different tools to clean each other properly, just like your body. You would not use a pumice stone on your scalp, or a nail-cutter to clean out your nose.
The God of Israel, God of all creations, and Father of Lights, is fast becoming the genie of our individual lamps, one who exists to do our bidding, ones we have couched in words called prayer, words that are pretentious efforts to sound like an appeal, humble appeals even, but are truly just proud directives.
Originally posted on KINTOLA:
I sat on my bed hoping the light would come; it was flashed earlier. My devices were low on juice and the thought of making use of the generator gave no joy – it had been over utilized and fuel no longer cheap. There was a time we purchased fuel by…
We believe that being in Christ simply translates to skipping all the terrible parts and jumping straight to the glorious end. As soon as we fall ill, we begin to kabash on various levels, banishing evil spirits and powers, claiming the stripes of Jesus and all that.
Faith is not about what Christ wants to give us! It is about what Christ has given us! We have obtained a promise, far greater than what the human mind can fathom, so huge that it is all that heaven holds treasurable.
We came in early tonight Earlier than previous nights Our brief hug devoid of emotions Setting aside our nightly devotions We parted ways like birds take flight The sadness, like a potion Tears apart the cords that once held us Melting the connect that ignited our motion Making me feel like a confused Ahasuerus Can […]