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An Ode to my Mum; A Proof Jesus Christ Loves Me


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Jesus Christ loves me,
The depth of it I don't understand,
The reality I believe
When I saw the mother he gave me.

She is The Complete Woman,
Virtuous, loving, diligent,
Not slothful in business;
A purpose driven woman,
That's why she is The King's Child.

In Quietness and Confidence,
You will walk with God,
Hear his voice, and be led by Him,
As you Rescue Them From The Fire.


Dear Master of the Universe,
Help my mum on life's path,
To be in Oneness and Sameness,
With a heart of Holiness with the Holy Spirit,
Till she gets to The Place of Beauty and Satisfaction;


The Greatest Gift you have found,
That granted you Welcome To The Family;
Which is The Power at Work in the Christian,
Will sustain and keep you focused, committed and determined
In Living Victoriously in These Perilous Times.

May you increase in The Knowledge of God,
May God cause you to abide and abound in righteousness,
May your life be constantly renewed and replenished,
In worship, May your life be A Tasty Meal;
Full of a sweet smelling savour in His presence,
A living sacrifice, Holy and acceptable to God.

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As you walk into the manifestations;
Of God's divine plan and purpose for your life,
May you not be like The Sleeping Giant.
God will sustain and strengthen you,
As you continue to Flee This Plague Now;
In your walk and work with God geared towards the fulfillment
Of The Whole Duty of Man.

 Here I Am Again,
The King, The Saviour and The Comforter.
If I had a billion tongues for the purpose of worship;
To extol, bow and reverence you in adoration and exultation,
It's minute to measure your immeasurable and unquantifiable essence.

For your great and mighty power, 
The Royal Majesty;
In you we know, This Faith is Real.
We bow before you in reverence and adulation;
For the storms of life that you subdued from Oppressing,
For silencing the raging seas from violently rumbling,
For the mouth of the Lion you silenced and shut,
For the unscatched deliverance from the fiery furnace.

Your vision and mission in life will not be derailed,
You will mount with wings like an eagle;
Run and not get weary; walk and not faint,
God will straighten every crooked path,
And level every valley,
Every voice that exalts itself against you shall be silenced.

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Your passion, drive,dedication and commitment;
To Building your home for God's glory;
Which is your heart, founded on the solid rock
Is unrivaled, unquestionable and unquantifiable.

As you enter a new phase in your navigation
Through the journey of life,
May Thy Will be Done, oh Lord;
To keep and sustain her till the very end.
Here are my prayers from you;
You will not stumble, you will not crumble,
You will not falter, you will not fail,
You will not derail, you will not decay.

God will exalt you, above your dreams and thoughts,
To a height greater than you've ever envisaged,
You will live and not die, you will not miss it;
In life, home and ministry,
God will keep and preserve you; to grant you increase on all sides,
Nations of the earth will drink from you and call you blessed,
To the rising of your Sun, Nations will come.
You will be a joy to many generations, an eternal excellency,
And above all, You will not miss The Unique Prize Giving Day.



Happy birthday mum, A living proof that Jesus Christ Loves Me. Thank you for being God's gift to help me In Fulfilling My Designer's Purpose.

Love your son,
Tomiwo.







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Unknown said…
Wooow this is amazing. Happy birthday mama

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