DAY 132 OF 365: WALKING THROUGH THE WORD DEVOTIONAL

A wrong association can hinder your progress because of some restraints it will place on you. No godly destiny can prosper along with worldly romance (James 4:4).

Title: YOU DON’T NEED WEIGHTS

Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us,

Hebrews 12:1
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DAY 28 OF 365: WALKING THROUGH THE WORD DEVOTIONAL

another man’s conviction can’t carry, not for long. It might for a while but soon it will wear out…

Title: DO IT YOURSELF

You’ve all been to the stadium and seen the athletes race. Everyone runs; one wins. Run to win. All good athletes train hard. They do it for a gold medal that tarnishes and fades. You’re after one that’s gold eternally. I don’t know about you, but I’m running hard for the finish line. I’m giving it everything I’ve got. No sloppy living for me! I’m staying alert and in top condition. I’m not going to get caught napping, telling everyone else all about it and then missing out myself.

1 Corinthians 9:24-27 The Message (MSG)
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THE STRENGTH OF THE AFRICAN CHILD -A Poem By James O. George

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The African child
Made a victim under
Mother nature‘s chide
Upon which we all now must ponder
From dawn to dusk he’ll cry
Comfort he’s unable to acquire.

The African child
Long ago refused to die
Even when Dada and Mama died
Even when destiny seemed to lie
He still refused to die
Though his destiny looked lumbered
Yet his maker neither slept nor slumbered
And even when he hungered
Upon his future he did ponder.

The African child
Though found in the caves
And then taken through tide and waves
Into the slave’s place
His destiny was never enslaved
For his heart stayed sharp
Playing as a harp Making my hands clap.

The African child
Was called a slave boy
Even made a houseboy
Yet in all, he endured the bore
They called him the chimpanzee
And names from A to Z
Yet he refused to care
Nor did he fear
Cos he had the cure of fears
Even to the core upstairs.

The African child
Is a child depicting strength
He depicts wonder
True beauty in and beneath color
True display of inner strenght
To a very luminous lenght
Showing awesome power
More than a gun powder.

When it comes to leadership
He is always luminary
When it comes to challenges
He lunges readily
When it comes to hardwork
He lies at the frontier.

For the African child is luxuriant
And also yet luxurious
He is always lusty
Though sometimes he is lustful
Yet he is a braveheart
With an unwavering mind
“for a double-minded man Is unstable in all his ways
This is what the Bible says
But allow me to also say,
A trouble-minded man Always has a complain to make”.

Now take a look at
The strength of the African child
Forget his skin tone
Look at his strenght
Forget his phonetics
Or his past
But look at his strength
And see the range of honour
Beyond his own ethnics
“for how far you see Will i give forever unto thee And unto thy seed.”

God bless the African child.
(From THE WRITINGS OF JAMES O. GEORGE -2010)

James

NO WOUNDS, NO SCARS

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No wound? No scar?
Yet as the Master shall the servant be,
And pierced are the feet that follow Me;
But thine are whole.

Can he have followed far
Who has no wound nor scar?

~ Amy Carmichael

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