A throne not built with hands,
A throne not built by man,
A throne so unhuman,
Divine and heavenly,
Heavenly and divine,
Such is The Throne to Watch,
Not a throne of fast monies,
Nor a throne of real phonies,
Not a throne of carnality,
Nor a throne of mortality,
But a throne of spirituality,
Such is The Throne to Watch,
Rags of clothes,
Papers of money,
Trash of beauties,
Insipid of fine wine,
Worthless of gold,
All insignificant before this Throne,
Hidden from the eyes of this world,
Unknown to the sons of men,
Masked from the high and mighty,
Concealed from the wealthiest of dust,
Revealed to the humbliest of earth,
Such is the this throne, The Throne to Watch.
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Sunday, September 18, 2011
SATISFIED YET? TRUE SATISFACTION
This has been the question on my heart,
As I continuously meditate on where my satisfaction lies,
And time and time again, I realize,
That even if I had it all, I still will not be satisfied,
For sometimes I feel as though there lies a void within me, which I try to fill with material things,
Even when I know that vanity upon vanity is all vanity, I still chase that vanity,
Even when I know that this world is not my home, I'm just passing by, I still make myself feel at home,
For after all is said and done, I realize that it's only when I draw close to God, seek His will and not mine,
Live for Him and not myself, please Him and not others; it's then and only then that I become truly satisfied!
Here is a food for thought: Where does your satisfaction lie? Isn't in money, fame, sex, pleasure, materialism?
Take a moment and think about what really satisfies you and if you find out it's not God, you are bound to continually feel empty for the rest of your life, 'cause nothing can take the place of God in your life.
Satisfied yet?
As I continuously meditate on where my satisfaction lies,
And time and time again, I realize,
That even if I had it all, I still will not be satisfied,
For sometimes I feel as though there lies a void within me, which I try to fill with material things,
Even when I know that vanity upon vanity is all vanity, I still chase that vanity,
Even when I know that this world is not my home, I'm just passing by, I still make myself feel at home,
For after all is said and done, I realize that it's only when I draw close to God, seek His will and not mine,
Live for Him and not myself, please Him and not others; it's then and only then that I become truly satisfied!
Here is a food for thought: Where does your satisfaction lie? Isn't in money, fame, sex, pleasure, materialism?
Take a moment and think about what really satisfies you and if you find out it's not God, you are bound to continually feel empty for the rest of your life, 'cause nothing can take the place of God in your life.
Satisfied yet?
SATISFIED YET?
If I was the greatest entertainer alive,
If I had a billion dollar in my account,
If I was the biggest boss in the industry,
A force to be reckoned with, too big to be ignored,
If I had it all,
Would I be satisfied yet?
If the prettiest girls worshiped the ground I walk on,
Ready to throw their dignity to the winds just to have me give them a kiss,
If my life was like paradise on earth, a heavenly bliss,
If my name was a money maker, and my presence produces the color green in abundance,
If I had a Bentley parked in the garage of my 200 acre mansion, a Porsche on my premise,
If I owned the record label, the clothing line, if my shirt says my name and fast cars were my collection,
If A-listers called my buddy, mayors, governors and the president had me on speed dial-the best connection,
If I could make one million dollar in a week, throw the largest parties, and pop the largest Vodka,
If I had it all,
Would I be satisfied yet?
TO BE CONTINUED
If I had a billion dollar in my account,
If I was the biggest boss in the industry,
A force to be reckoned with, too big to be ignored,
If I had it all,
Would I be satisfied yet?
If the prettiest girls worshiped the ground I walk on,
Ready to throw their dignity to the winds just to have me give them a kiss,
If my life was like paradise on earth, a heavenly bliss,
If my name was a money maker, and my presence produces the color green in abundance,
If I had a Bentley parked in the garage of my 200 acre mansion, a Porsche on my premise,
If I owned the record label, the clothing line, if my shirt says my name and fast cars were my collection,
If A-listers called my buddy, mayors, governors and the president had me on speed dial-the best connection,
If I could make one million dollar in a week, throw the largest parties, and pop the largest Vodka,
If I had it all,
Would I be satisfied yet?
TO BE CONTINUED
UNTIL I MET HIM
Used to think I was the biggest boss,
Captain of my ship, so fly, so sharp,
Used to think I rule the world, king of my castle,
Used to think the world revolves around me, the throne to be watched,
Until I met Him who created the universe at the command of His voice,
Everything was at my beck and call, I was too big to fail, to high to fall,
I was afraid no one, regarded no one, living in a world of my own,
Thought I was a legend, someone larger than life, seated on my throne,
Millions adored me, thousands respected me, and hundreds more looked up to me,
I was at the forefront, the point one man, the world's greatest,
Then I met the I am that I am, the one who made something out of nothing, the miracle worker,
Used to think I was so connected like a spine to a bone,
When I throw a party, anybody who was somebody must be there,
Everything I did, I did it big, didn't think I was accountable to anyone,
Until that fateful day, when my fallibility and gullibility was revealed to me,
Then I realized that my financial and material security was nothing without eternal security,
I realized that I was nothing but dust living on borrowed breath, the breath of the almighty,
When I met Him who was, and is and is to come,
The one who destroyed a whole nation by the blink of His eyes,
He who sits on His throne, and yet the whole world is before Him-omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient,
When I met Him, I had no choice than to bow and submit to His supremacy,
And ever since my life has been filled with so much meaning and promise-the promise of a better place beyond this worthless world.
Captain of my ship, so fly, so sharp,
Used to think I rule the world, king of my castle,
Used to think the world revolves around me, the throne to be watched,
Until I met Him who created the universe at the command of His voice,
Everything was at my beck and call, I was too big to fail, to high to fall,
I was afraid no one, regarded no one, living in a world of my own,
Thought I was a legend, someone larger than life, seated on my throne,
Millions adored me, thousands respected me, and hundreds more looked up to me,
I was at the forefront, the point one man, the world's greatest,
Then I met the I am that I am, the one who made something out of nothing, the miracle worker,
Used to think I was so connected like a spine to a bone,
When I throw a party, anybody who was somebody must be there,
Everything I did, I did it big, didn't think I was accountable to anyone,
Until that fateful day, when my fallibility and gullibility was revealed to me,
Then I realized that my financial and material security was nothing without eternal security,
I realized that I was nothing but dust living on borrowed breath, the breath of the almighty,
When I met Him who was, and is and is to come,
The one who destroyed a whole nation by the blink of His eyes,
He who sits on His throne, and yet the whole world is before Him-omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient,
When I met Him, I had no choice than to bow and submit to His supremacy,
And ever since my life has been filled with so much meaning and promise-the promise of a better place beyond this worthless world.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
HOME CALL
He was young and ambitious,
Like a man with a vision,
I still recall he was headed for L.A,
Like a man on a mission,
When it all happened,
All I can remember was the grimace on his face,
At the hospital, as he asked me to pray for him,
I wasn't even done praying,
Before he gave up the ghost,
It all felt like a dream, but it wasn't,
Everything happened so fast,
Home Call, my homey was gone!
She was daddy's little girl,
Mommy's little angel,
I still remember her 18th birthday,
We talked about how she would be going to college,
There she said she would be free of every restriction to "live" her life,
But when it happened, I couldn't believe my ears,
I was home with my family, when I got the call,
It was spring break and she was riding with the girls,
The driver was reported to have been drunk, they were all drunk,
50 miles per hour on a 25 mile road, somewhere around college,
Two years after she left for college, she was only twenty,
But Home Call was the reality, my young niece was gone!
I could go on and on, but it will mean more grief for me,
Each time it crosses my heart, I can't help but think,
"When shall my Home Call be?", "Are my ready to meet my lord?"
I know it shall come one day, but that day is still unknown,
So in the midst of a busy and crazy world, I stop to reflect,
On my life in the past 21 years, how have I lived it,
We all celebrate birth dates but no one ever celebrates death dates,
But we must understand that our mandates begin with our birth dates,
The fulfillment of which defines our death dates,
So before I hear that knock on the door,
Before death comes to take me away,
Before my Home Call comes,
I pray and strive to live to the glory of my lord,
Each and everyday, that I may depart this worthless world in peace!
How prepared are you for your Home Call?
Remember, no man knows when his Home Call shall come,
So live each day like it's your last, and live it with God in mind.
Like a man with a vision,
I still recall he was headed for L.A,
Like a man on a mission,
When it all happened,
All I can remember was the grimace on his face,
At the hospital, as he asked me to pray for him,
I wasn't even done praying,
Before he gave up the ghost,
It all felt like a dream, but it wasn't,
Everything happened so fast,
Home Call, my homey was gone!
She was daddy's little girl,
Mommy's little angel,
I still remember her 18th birthday,
We talked about how she would be going to college,
There she said she would be free of every restriction to "live" her life,
But when it happened, I couldn't believe my ears,
I was home with my family, when I got the call,
It was spring break and she was riding with the girls,
The driver was reported to have been drunk, they were all drunk,
50 miles per hour on a 25 mile road, somewhere around college,
Two years after she left for college, she was only twenty,
But Home Call was the reality, my young niece was gone!
I could go on and on, but it will mean more grief for me,
Each time it crosses my heart, I can't help but think,
"When shall my Home Call be?", "Are my ready to meet my lord?"
I know it shall come one day, but that day is still unknown,
So in the midst of a busy and crazy world, I stop to reflect,
On my life in the past 21 years, how have I lived it,
We all celebrate birth dates but no one ever celebrates death dates,
But we must understand that our mandates begin with our birth dates,
The fulfillment of which defines our death dates,
So before I hear that knock on the door,
Before death comes to take me away,
Before my Home Call comes,
I pray and strive to live to the glory of my lord,
Each and everyday, that I may depart this worthless world in peace!
How prepared are you for your Home Call?
Remember, no man knows when his Home Call shall come,
So live each day like it's your last, and live it with God in mind.
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