Goodnight once again

I cant believe I got comfortable
With going to bed without even
Saying goodnight 

I spontaneously did so today
And in between the words
Memories swept in
And heady nostalgia brought back
The beauty of sharing a day’s events
With you…
Where I went wrong…
….Didn’t  listen to your prompting
       What I enjoyed the most
 and what I didn’t understand
About life…..

I forgot how uplifted my soul
Feels when you whisper back
To me and leave me with sweet words
Even as I close my eyes

But now to text my boyfriend goodnight
Is rather the must-do
When the eyes and body are
Too tired for an evening conversation

But I was yours before i was his
And you loved me before I loved
You and you chose him
For crying out loud!

Oh man…woman…..
How foolish can thou be
Forgive me Lord
And grace me to straighten my
Path once again

You are sweet
And beautiful Holy Spirit
And you always leave me mystified
Touch me with your hands
Once Again….
And read one last poem to me
Before you leave
Or rather
Before i close my human- eyes
And think you’re gone. 

Goodnight once again
My first love.
                                   17/02/16
                                     Natasha

LiFE

 
In the blurry nature of this
Journey called life
You walk with me
And I can barely see you
_________________

I feel you

Your eyes on me
Hands in mine
Your love warms my heart
Till I can love…
A little like you
And I can trust….
Without borders

Still life will sting
And birth new tears in
My eyes….
But still your joy will not
Diminish
A source of strength sustaining
To the very end of age
When my eyes shall finally see you
18/6/15
Tasha

To me being a Christian does not mean you have been assured total bliss and happiness on this earth. Why? Because we live in a fallen world and the prince of the earth is with us. In addition man has free will.

Even as Christians we sometimes step out of the will of God for our lives. So count the number of Christians walking out of God’s will (or prompting) and add that to the number of unbelievers walking outside his will; the sum of the two is Chaos.

So that child who was kidnapped and brutally murdered by a serial killer was not God’s will; it began with a human will- a father who brought up his son in a cruel manner who grew up psychologically disturbed. We are not Robots- Father cannot manipulate our will.

Yes
This is why we have weapons of warfare; and spiritual gifts. A word of knowledge can go a long way to prevent a disaster ahead; so can praying in the language of the spirit etc. These gifts were given to us to be used here on earth for this very purpose- but still not all sorrow can be avoided.

But we have a hope beyond this world and we look forward to the world beyond. And we know that no matter what sorrow shall touch us all things are working together for our good; what the enemy planned, he will turn for our good.

In this world you will have tribulations but be of good cheers,  I have overcome- Jn 16:33.

# ARE CHRISTIANS FREE FROM SORROW?
# CAN EVIL TOUCH THE ELECT OF GOD?

Pampered Royal

​  

I was born with your golden spoon
In my mouth
I was born with your love
Grew up in the warmth of
Your sunshine
Basking in your love even as a child
Though
I didn’t know you
No one needs to show a child
God

And every time I would ask
You would supply
And would speak when you couldn’t

Even if you were silent
For a season
You awed me with your wonder
In hindsight

But you’ve been silent for long
Daddy!
And it seems you’ve failed me
All is crashing down around me
I thought you were leading me!!!!
So why is all crashing down?!!
And why can’t I see your saving hand!!!!

I don’t know how to do anything
With my hands
I don’t know how to start working
On my own
Building without you
Walking without faith
Investing with my human strength
All I know how to do is to trust you!
I’m not used to manual labor
I’m used to resting in your arms
Walking like a princess
Confidence deeply rooted in my papa!

Now must I live like a pauper?
Planting and watching over my shoulder?!
Trust with borders?!

I can’t Lord!
Too pampered to begin such a life!
Not when I’ve known your rest
And love!
I’m Royalty!

Speak my Lord!
Speak to me!
Break the silence!
Slice it in two!
Treat me like Job no longer!
Let me not break!
I can’t imagine a life without your love!
I was created to be loved
By you!
And my spirit knowth it well.
           
                              3/6/15
                             Tasha
                              

Gal 4…..”Now I say that the heir, as long as he is a child, does not differ at all from a slave, though he is master of all, but is under guardians and stewards until the time appointed by the father…….
Therefore you are no longer a slave but a son, and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ”

From childhood I have lived with this knowledge….that I am an heir of Christ…a peculiar one….I am Royalty! And that whiles people are running this journey (a race), I am running with God (Grace).

And so though I work hard and plan my life I always do it with the knowledge that he is in control and what my human strength can accomplish- his grace can make me accomplish a hundredfold!

And then I get to a point in my life where all seems to be fail me….and it seems I have no one in the world and I’m crushing……it seems I’m going to loose all that I ever held dear……..and still God is no where on the scene.

Then they tell me….don’t put your trust in a God…….depend on your own strength and focus on your goals.

But how does a Royal begin to live like a Pauper. I have always known that in the midst of all his awesome creation and the universe I am the CENTER of focus (man) and to live as if I wasn’t loved would be the greatest error! To live as if I was not Royalty would be the greatest error!

And this isn’t a God I have known by theory but by experience! I refuse to give up! They that wait upon The Lord shall mount up with wings like eagles! I will not give up!

When you come across huddles in life God says guard your heart- take every thought captive! Refuse to settle beneath your promise! For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal- 1st Cor 10:4. Speak what you believe and let God’s word take authority over your situation!

#REFUSING TO SETTLE BENEATH MY PROMISES AND HERITAGE
#I WAS MADE TO KNOW YOUR LOVE
#I AM ROYALTY

I AWAIT YOUR HEALING!

 

I’m not ready for tears
For self pity
For Lamentations

I’m not getting ready for
Hardships
And struggling
And surviving

I’m ready for war
And taking it with violence
And questioning you
If I must!

I’m getting ready for a
Testimony!
Already brewing in the spirit
Realm!
I must prepare my speech
How I will deliver it

That on this day the doctors
Declared me ****
And on this day you sent your word
And delivered my healing!

If the violent no longer
Take by force in this era
Then Grace
Show me your face!
Show me your strips by which
I’m healed!

You’ve never failed me
And you won’t start now
My faith is without borders
And I refuse to let tears fall!

28/01/2015
Tasha

Logic and Wisdom

 

We are human….He created us..and gave us brains. And so we have logic. And the words that proceed from the mouth of the Ancient of Days….is Wisdom. Every single word that escapes his lips…is Wisdom.

Having been on earth our logic is moulded and formed by the ways of the earth.
When one becomes born again….there is therefore the need for a renewing of the mind…that you may see as The Ancient of Days sees. Coz believe you me as far as the north is from the south so are His ways different from yours and so are his thoughts different and higher  than yours. They will at times be in tandem with your inherent logic….and they will at times confound you! Imagine the blind man standing still so Jesus could mix his saliva with mud and rub it on his eyes! Imagine Hosea having to marry a prostitute and forgive her over and over again! Imagine a King having suffered of leprosy for so long; having tried every possible expensive treatment and only to be told to go wash in a river! Imagine a widow giving her last flour to a man of God when he could have fed it to her little boy and herself! What effect and impact does a man dying on a cross have on human beings?!!!!– You would wonder?
Until the Holy Spirit begins to illuminate your mind….and enlighten the eyes of your heart…..to the words of the Holy Book…..it will just be a story book to you. And when he does your eyes shall marvel with awe…..you will begin to hear Him speak to you……in your dreams…in thoughts that drop out of nowhere when praying….the stranger that sits by you in a vehicle and gives you an answer to a request you made in the confines of your home….and you will see and shout “HE’S ALIVE!!!!!! HE LIVES!!!!! GOD IS REAL!!!!!!!!!………”
And they that will tell you there is no God…..Christianity is just religion….man seeking comfort in a god…….would have come a second too late.
And now your logic (built by days of living on earth) will begin to conform with His words as you read His Book and commune with Him daily. You will still have logic (like the words of Duncan Williams that say women outnumber men so be smart) but your logic will begin to conform with His thoughts on You and the world He made. You will still have logic because you will still have brains. But the difference between you and unbeliever will be that your logic will be saturated in Him. So you will see as He sees…..and thus walk as He walks. When he was on earth he said, “I do nothing on my own…but only do as I see the Father do”. You will still have logic….but above all you will have Wisdom…for the testimony of God maketh the simple wise (Ps 19:7). And wisdom is the principal thing so seek wisdom. The fear of God is the beginning of wisdom and the knowledge of the Holy One is insight and understanding (Prvs 9).

Sep., 2015

Natasha

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

 

 

 

Two roads diverging  into different

Ways….

I’m sorry I couldn’t travel both…

I looked down one as far as I

Could see

And saw how it would require

Of me so much strength…

The other seemed more fun

And easy…

I shall be telling this with a sigh…

At a time beyond this world…

That I am sorry Father that

I took not that road…

Which thou bid me all my life

To take

Oh how that would have made

The difference

I know.

04/04/2011

Natasha Asare

The Sufferings of the Christ

 

 

My Lord and my God! Forgive me! I’m sorry. I always thought that because you were God…some way some how you managed to feel no pain…or at least quench it in a way. I just realized that you were human like me…there was no difference between my body and yours. Your bones were so out of joint you looked down and felt you could count them (Ps 22:17)….fear gripped you and you wished you didn’t have to go through this…for you were human after all (although you were one with God). You felt shame…hanging on the cross naked with no clothing to cover your vital assets (Ps 22:18)…..you were so thirsty your tongue cleaved to your jaw (Ps 22:15). Oh your heart was in so much anguish it melted into your bowels! (Ps 22:14)- and like any human being you wanted it to all end (Ps 22:21). You did your part…so I could now approach the throne of Grace with confidence knowing I am Righteous (Isa 55:11).

 

And yet here I am…lackadaisical…living my days without you and watching time pass by. You did your part with determined focus and commitment. You said, “the night cometh when no man can work’. And when you were done you declared, “it is finished”- Ps 22:31. And what amazes me is David saw it generations before you said it!

You said, “Posterity shall serve Him and shall tell of The Lord to the next generation. They shall come to declare His righteousness to a people yet to be born- that he has done it! (Ps 22:30). What have I done about this great commission you bestowed upon me. Oh wretched man that I am, grant me grace to sit up and work while it is day for the night comes when no man can work.

“And believe it or not you are spirit…and this world shall pass away…so quit being lackadaisical”.

Oct., 2015

Natasha

Stuck in Vanity

 

 

 

 

The mess in my heart

A fractal

Together, you say…

We can work it out

But

 

I continue to avoid you

Waking up with hippop playing

In my head

Eyes glittering with an

Exciting thought of a stolen kiss

Mind full of the growing

Camaraderie at the office

And deep down

The mind’s overload of

Worldly passions you linger

And ask…if we can chat

 

I’m still a mess

And I don’t wanna talk now

And I don’t know why I don’t

Wanna talk now

I just wanna indulge

In my thoughts

As fruitless as they are

In the movies

Which add up to me in no way

In vanity

I seem so stuck!

I can’t come out!!!

 

I’m a mess!

But you call me a fractal

A beautiful mess

And you still keep whispering

To me

Daily

Protecting me

Guiding me

And holding me

 

Grace!

Please…

Break these cords around me!

Let me see the light once

Again!

Make me a child again!

Wide eyed and mystified

By your wonder…

By your beauty

My King!

Wake me up!

And let my purpose advice

My ways…

My steps…

My actions…

Once again

 

Let me spend my hours

Writing the mysteries your

Spirit reveals to me…

Pouring out wisdom to

Every soul that comes my way

Using your gifts to

Bless lives

Impacting the world

With your beauty in me

 

And may my eyes perceive

The storm that would come

For what it is

A demand for Jonah to get off

The ship

For if I cannot awake on

My own

Your stern hand will be nothing

But

Mercy to me.

12/12/2014

Tasha

 

 

 

I’M STUCK

It’s red and it’s burning

Yet I’m heading towards it

Yea oh pitiful me

My soul headeth towards hell

At times I’m walking

At times I’m running

At times I’m pacing

Then I stop to look at the other…

The other path of life…

Oh wretched man that I am

Who can save me from this

Bondage of folly

To whom much is given much

Will be required,

Knowledge and understanding

Abounds in my being

Yet so foolishly do I still trod

Towards hell

Will you tell Him for me

How my soul aches for Him

How my heart so thirst for Him

2011

Tasha

Grace Has Found Me

Where do I stand with you Lord?

I worship you from afar…

I try to draw close

But forever remain afar

You break through the fog and

Thorns

To get to where I am

Oh what a loving God you are

And what a silly child you have:

For when thou reachest me

I sit on my threshold and refuseth

To rise up!

What more can a loving Father do?

What pain could be greater than

Death on a cross?

Oh wretched soul that I am

Who shall deliver me from this body

Of death?

…………………

I will lift my eyes to the cross

For it carries more meaning than I

Had understood

It demands not but supplies…..

Grace to run the blessed race……..

Not by might but by HIS SPIRIT

13/06/2012

Tasha