You are Loved!!

My Child, My Love, My Creation 

I watched you as you came into this world. My little angel was born

My masterpiece, with whom I was very pleased.

More precious than I could imagine, just as beautiful as I had fashioned.

Beyond expectation, was the beauty of your eyes.

Surpassing all the perfections that I put into your design.

My Child, My Love, My Creation

I loved you before you knew me.

I died for you, before you knew how to sin against me.

Before day one, you were already forgiven.

Before you came into existence, my salvation was already given.

I watched you as you took your first step, as you took you first stumble

I watched you as you made your first mess, to ensure that you stayed humble.

I remember the first time you mentioned my name, singing: “Mine, mine, mine Jesus is mine”

At That moment I understood Why; I carried that cross and took a spear to my side:

For My Child, My Love, My creation

As the years went by, I watched as the world snatched you from my side, snatched you from my light

You dwelt in darkness, you cried in silence, looked for joy in sources of sadness, and All I wanted was to give you life in abundance

I watched you as you looked for me in a Church building, seeked me in righteous deeds

Not knowing that righteousness was something only I could achieve

All I wanted was for you to see that I truly loved you indeed

That you are no longer a slave nor a prisoner but you are FREE

For you to see my victory

And Finally understand John 3 verse 16

My LOVE will never leave you alone, nor forsake you

For it was you that I chose, no other but YOU.

So stop looking, for I am right beside you

Stop seeking, for I have already found you

Stop living in solitude

For I do love you

And Stop WAITING

For today, I call you to a life worth living.

 He Has, and Always Will LOVE YOU!!!!

So, what are you waiting for? Give your life back to him,start LIVING and stop Existing!!!!! Rom 8: 37-39

I AM THE WORLD

Well, I can't stress enough how grateful I am for all the support and page views guys, Thank you so much. Praise be to God:-) Well  I feel like this is why I've been urging you guys to share this blog page with your friends. And by that I mean I really hoped that so many people would've known about this blog by the time I post this poem. Its one that I feel EVERY young person out there should read. So I PLEAD again: Please SHARE!

I AM THE WORLD

I am the World, and I am not to be followed

I do occasionally seem cold, but I really just want to be part of your World

Each day I have a different name, because to me, this is all just a game

Deceiving you is how my time is spent, in fact I have made it my passion

I love to be called the “new trend”, or maybe, “it’s the latest fashion”

I’ll tell you what’s the new Right and Wrong

Even though you have known the difference all along

I’ll tell you; you are too skinny or too fat, you have to be perfect and that’s a fact

I’ll tell you that if you are single you are lonely

And shockingly, you believe me

I’ll tell you; that dress makes you look fine, but shorten it, and you will look absolutely divine

 Don’t you realize that with each centimeter you shorten that dress, the more lust filled eyes on you, and the less your self-confidence.

You can never please me, why do you even bother?

I won’t let you have peace, until I have taken over.

Stick to my rules, I’ll lead you in to darkness

Listen to what I say and I’ll reward you with sadness.

I am the world, and I’m not to be followed.

You know, I love the youth, especially those still in school.

They’ve even given me a nickname, they use the word “cool”

They say it’s cool to be rich, mean, and to make a lot of noise

Well I’m just here to kill, steal and to destroy?

I am the world I am not be followed

You take your chances and I’ll fill you with sorrow.

So be wise, and follow the ONE who died for you

Be smart and listen to the one who adores you

He says although you are in this world, you are not of this world, in fact he has overcome the world, with his glorious word.

He heals the afflicted, Saves the tormented, defends the prosecuted, and mends the broken. And all through his crucifixion. 

He says; come as you are, for I come not for the righteous but for sinners

So go as you are, and as for your sins, well he said “it is finished”

My Father, My King, My everything

So its been a little while since my last post, I'd like to apologize for that; school work has been quite demanding of my time. I just want to encourage again that if you do get to read/see this blog page, please do share with your friends, these poems are really intended to help the youth out there, and the more people see/read them, the better!

My Father, My King, My Everything 

I could stand here and tell you God is good and God is great. 

Well the Lord is the all-powerful make no mistake.

 But then I’d just be quoting things that have already been said. 

These are merely foundations that have already been already laid.  

Instead, let me tell you about: My Father, my king, my everything.

Where do I begin to describe such an amazing being? 

A love that has no end, nor beginning. 

A King who chose to love an unworthy servant, 

a servant so impure, so undeserving.

For  I have made more mistakes than there are grains of sand,

 Yet none of those mistakes could pluck me from is his loving hand.  

No matter how many times the sun set upon me, he always seems to bring joy in the morning

 So many times I find myself trapped in a dark pit, a dark and miserable hole that I helped dig, with the sin that I commit. 

 So many times have my joy and peace been disrupted, a victim of my own self – destruction.

 On my knees, I pleaded for mercy, begged for forgiveness, cried for grace

 And with faithfulness, peace and love, Lord, you showed me your face.  

With a broken heart, You watched me as I disobeyed your commandments,

 As I disregarded your guidance, 

And put to shame your holy name. 

And with that same loving heart you mended my brokenness and wiped away my pain.

 You healed my agony, destroyed the enemy, and replaced my misery with your prosperity, for you are the only peace within me.

You protect the weak, defend the meek, and find those that seek, and calm the raging seas within me For you are my only peace and serenity:

You took away, all my sins and all my fear

Because you promised to always be near. 

 My father, King, my everything.  

All Things New

All things New

  

All things new, out with old…and in with new

I want be a new creation, one with no fault, with no limitations.

Let go of all my hate, let go of every grudge.

Forgive in a haste, and refuse to judge.  

I feel like a caterpillar ready to explode with new life

Like a torch in the dark, ready to expose all of my light

Let go of all my ways, and take a leap of faith.

But, oh my, where do I begin?

And what about all of this sin, that I have within

For I have made mistakes, where ever I have been

I just cannot stop sinning, I just cannot be clean.

No matter how hard I try, I always seem to backslide

I cry all night, I cry with all my might

Oh God, I try, but I just cannot win this fight

Lord I’d Love to come to you today

But let me first clean myself up, then I’ll be on my way.

Let me first make myself worthy

Then I’m ready to see the king of glory.

No, he cannot love me in this state

For he will think I am a mistake

Let me first stop drinking,

Then we can start talking

Let me first be pure

Then he will love me for sure

But let me tell you my brother and sister that you are mistaken

For your sins have already been forgiven

For he came not to judge the world, but to save the world, with his loving word.

Where it All Began

Firstly, Thank You so Much for the support guys, I'm really encouraged and motivated by the number of views and nice comments. And for those that actually read my previous posts, PLEASE SHARE with your Facebook friends! I thank God that you got to read them, but imagine how many more people out there NEED to read some of these poems, we could save someone out there from a lot of pain:-/
Anyways, this was the first "official" or complete poem I wrote, I was in grade 10 (2011) . In fact, I just found it a suitable title now.

Without the savior, The world devours 

Can someone rid me of this Rage?

So I can move on to the next page

I had a job, but didn't get paid

Apparently I was underage

Now I’m on the streets carrying my baggage

I feel like garbage

With my heart so damaged

But wait….

I started my story from the end, and not the beginning

And there is no end without a beginning

See, my life was great

Until I neglected my grades

I walked out the Church gate

And sealed my fate

See, there is nothing to debate

The fact of the matter is… I fell for the bate

And now it’s too late

I’ve got to pay with the pain

Oh, can someone save me from this sick game

That’s the moment I called out His name

And He came, my life was changed

Because I was never the same

And the beast was finally tamed 

I was saved

Who am I

Well, I've been quite reluctant to actually start posting my poems, because a friend of mine advised me to perhaps get my poems copyrights. So no one will be able to claim them as theirs and stuff like that, and I agree too. But I'm just going to go on and post one or two, while I sort out the copyright issue.

Grace

Well since all of this was Charis' idea, I thought it would only be befitting if I post her Poem First.

GRACE

Right from day one, you had our hearts won.

Our Monday night was lit up by your joyful presence

Amongst us, a new accent  

An accent that spoke so kindly, so polite

Saying, “Sorry” and “Thank you”: morning, day, and night

A bright and beautiful face, named Grace

A smile that seems to last until eternity,

A frown on her face… well that you will never see.

A heart of pure Gold, a sweet and God-Fearing soul, need I say more?

If you need a hand in the kitchen, you’ll find she is quite helpful

If your hands are cold and need mittens, she is quite thoughtful

And if you need and Oshiwambo student she’s most teachable.

She seems to be filled with nothing but love

One that seems to come from above

But quite literally, actually

Because on the map, Britain is above Namibia, you see.

Well Charis is her name,

 And there aren’t many like her, no not one the same.

We just like to say thank you, for the time we have gotten to know you.

And we pray you will be blessed, with nothing but the best.

Intro

Well, I don't know too much about blog posts and what not. So do bare with me if my page doesn't look organised or interesting. So why am I doing this? Well a friend of mine, Charis, said this would be a good platform to share my poetry, and my views on all things pertaining to the youth and of course to God. SO, here I am taking her advice. I hope whoever gets to see/read this blog shares it with their friends because I feel my poems could be of great help to so many Lost young people out there: So PLEASE do share.