Letter to a broken soul

Dear Broken Soul,

What is going on with you? I wonder why you give away your joy without putting up a fight to hold on to it.

My heart is sad that you believe the lies and the construct that you allowed to be imposed on you with reckless abandon. Why have you believed the lies that you are worthless and you will never amount to any good in life.

Yes you have fallen a million times and yet you are still here trying to pick yourself up. You have lost count of the number of times that you have failed that you don't know what it feels like to succeed.

Try to open your eyes and see things for yourself. I want you to stop seeking the validation of others let alone allowing their words to get to you.

On the cross, Jesus wished the cup passed over him so I understand why you are deflated, broken and sad at this point in time but let this be your truth; a victory is not cherished neither is it valued unless there are pains, sacrifices and disappointments along the way before they occur.

I want you to look in the mirror and see the beauty hidden beyond your scars. In your brokenness is a hidden strength which you possess. I plead with you, don't give up on yourself because if you do, you lose then they would have won, I want you to know that you are a valuable treasure to this existence. Don't believe the illusions and deceit that you are a waste of space. I want you to believe this, there is growth in your brokenness and it seems like it is a device to weaken you now but it will make you stronger, it will make you wiser and better. it is the pull down you need before the pick me up and just because the clay does not get strong without the heat of the fire, this is the heat you need to withstand before you become the best version of yourself because a man who never face trials will not appreciate his triumph. Your victory is coming, all you have to do is wait for it.

Don't forget that you are broken and not shattered and this phase will pass because I know an architect who specializes in making a masterpiece out of a broken state and his name is JESUS.

Comments

DRAMA: Disarming the Strongman

Shall the prey be taken from the mighty, or the lawful captive delivered? But thus saith the Lord , Even the captives of the mighty shall be taken away, and the prey of the terrible shall be delivered: for I will contend with him that contendeth with thee, and I will save thy children. (Isaiah 49:24-25) PLOT STRUCTURE: This is the story of Gbade. A young man who is the product of generational curse; this curse has been raging like a stormy sea in every area of his life. His family has given up on his chances of success as a result of the terms and conditions of the devil. Will he make it? Who will stand in the gap for him? Enjoy the Power of Intercession. CAST: Six Baba Gbade Gbade Tolani (Gbade’s sister) Gbade’s friend (Femi) Dean, Administration Bully Prologue: Gbade is walking on a path with great treasures in his possession walking gleefully with joy until he was confronted by a bully. (Bully comes in from left of stage while Gbade ...

Poetry:The Altar of Matrimony

I have waited, I have really waited For many days and nights Through many sunrise and sunsets That I have lost pace with. I have always wondered And found myself lost In the world of my thoughts I have been shamed I have been mocked I have been chided All because I chose To wait for you And dance to the rhythm That we have been instructed. This day Seemed never to arrive Out of impatience People have broken themselves Into different souls And meshed with different bodies. I am so proud I waited for you I am so proud I am not a coward For pinning values on you That I refuse myself. This night We will teach ourselves The rhythm of love And move at our own pace Tonight I see not used good But a beautiful treasure. I see not an art in a hurry to act but an art whose beauty ages like a fine wine. Ton...

My Experience With Concussion (25/11/18)

Last night I found myself dazed, bruised, disillusioned and ultimately concussed after I had a supposed collision with a striker on the football field which I had no recollection of. The events that succeeded the occurrence is such which was grey and mind boggling as I tried to reconcile what really happened to me. I found myself on the sideline without knowing when and how I found myself there with people asking if I knew what really happened to me and I kept telling them I didn't know.... I kept wondering what could have happened to me until I realized I was manifesting the symptoms of a concussion without the memory of it. The very same one that almost made Petr Cech lose his life playing for Chelsea against Reading in 2005 when an opposing player; Kevin Hunt clashed into his head and ever since has seen him wearing a head mask to protect himself as well as the recent case of concussion suffered by the loaned out Liverpool goalkeeper Loris Karius in the champion...

EYES ON THE MARK

Search This Blog