PRAISE REPORT AND PRAYER REQUEST
This poem was send to me by a young sister, a teenager. She is about the same age with Mary when she became pregnant with Jesus. This girl had deep inferiority complex for many years. She hid it from her parents. But she told me in confidence that her class mates and other young men say that she is ‘ugly’. She also said that when she placed her picture on Facebook, even boys that she does not know commented that she is ugly.
I encouraged her to pray; to look unto Jesus; to be sure that she is truly born again and filled with the Holy Spirit. I told her that Jesus is Beautiful and as she worships Him, she will become beautiful too! I also told her that holiness is beautiful and growing in grace will become her unique, deep and lasting beauty! I also encouraged her to start writing a journal and the way she feels. That will help her bring out her confusing and oppressive emotions so that she can confront them. That was at the beginning of this year. She truly surprised me by sending me wonderful letters and poems. I never knew that such a treasure of loveliness was buried inside. I can see the worm becoming a butterfly. I admire the love, the gentles and the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ in dealing with this girl.
In the past, she was attending our church with her parents and siblings. She now lives with relatives in Lagos waiting to enter the university. She will read your comments. On behalf of herself, I say thank you to all who chose to pray, encourage and lift up ‘a broken flower’ planted in the garden of our Lord. God bless you all!
LOST AND FOUND
Lost in a world of my own
A place where I’m hunted by my own shadow
Where darkness is the order of the day
With everyone skilled in the art of SIN
Blindfolded with evil
And with ears blocked by lies
With heart made of stone
And every mail I get is a blackmail
Going down the same road
A lonely and scary path
I notice a light
A spectacular glow
Getting to the end
I am arrested for trespassing
“How dare you come before
The Great and wonderful King
With such filth in you?
It is time to pay the price with your head and blood”
Being lead to be beheaded
A strange but gentle Man
Among the Guards leading me
Whispers into my ears
And says” if you have FAITH
In Me you will gain SALVATION”
“Who are You?
Why do you choose to save me?”
For I deserve to die
But if you are willing to save me
Though I do not know You
I’ll have FAITH in You!”
As soon as I made that choice
There was a loud cry saying: ‘FATHER! She believes!’
With trumpets blown really loud
I was set free
From fear and depression
Given a new name…
I was now called ‘BELOVED’
I could see light
I could hear truth
My heart became so soft
And every day I now get a mail
Reminding me that I am loved ..
Though I am still in that same world
But I am no longer hunted by my shadow
I was lost but now I am found!
And on that note
I am nominated and rewarded with the crown of FAVOUR
For I have found FAVOUR before GOD and Man
Halleluiah to my Savior!
Oh little angel Why self-pity Don’t you know..you are wonderfully made The lord has given you Beauty for ashes Rejoice and be glad You’re beautiful.
Amen!