DEAR PAPA

Crash After crash After crash Like the waves of the sea live in a world of their own, Your love crashes over me and overwhelms me No limits, no boundaries,  Never ending, unstoppable,  You’d do everything, To make sure that I find my way back home I could never earn it, and deserving it is a far stretch Who am I that You love me so much? Why do you keep pursuing me? I run and hide   And You, the All-Knowing King,  Wait for me to return to Your loving arms Where can I hide from Your presence? You want a love that is pure and true A love that isn’t forced or volatile  Soft, yet firm Bold, yet tender You make me whole I come alive when I'm with You Love lives here.

I remember that day like it was yesterday. It was a hot afternoon and after what seemed like grueling hours of listening to teachers dictate notes, it was break time. Your girl was thirsty! Going to the tuck shop just to buy a sachet of water was not an option because the queue was too long and I couldn’t imagine going through that torture. There and then; a light bulb moment! “Go and buy it from the teacher’s house", the thought seemed to say. Yes, why not? Well, we had been forbidden from buying water anywhere apart from the tuck shop. So there I was, at a crossroad: to do or not to do? Well, joining that queue was not an option so on I walked to the teacher’s house side by side with a companion and it felt sooo right! Everything was going according to how I had planned it in my head ...that is until the moment the Assistant Headmistress herself(I shall call her Mrs. S.) stopped me from getting what I needed to quench my thirst. She appeared from nowhere and that was when...

Dear Papa, I believed the lie that You will never be proud of me because I hadn't reached the heights I felt I should have climbed. The unspoken expectations that hung over my head made me feel like I didn't measure up and I was disappointing the people who mattered the most. Make money, do the right thing at all times, get a second degree ... I tried to console myself by asking; "who needs to have or do these stuff anyway?" and "no one has it all together". I busied myself to shut out  thoughts of inadequacy and insignificance. Yet still, s hame walked with me; an unfriendly friend that didn't want to leave me alone. In spite of all this, You keep revealing the TRUTH that will never change.... there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus! I keep asking, “Is it really true that You don't condemn me?" In those moments, the voices in my head fade away into nothingness as I clothe myself with  a garment of praise. I embrace the l...

Dear Papa, Let go… forget all about it… I guess it’s easier said than done. Sometimes I'm tempted to spiral down this drain of unforgiveness. Why do I have to be at the receiving end of offensive words spoken out of turn?  Forgiveness… this looks like a bitter pill to swallow. Why should I let go? Because Jesus did!! He forgave when He could have unleashed the wrath of heaven on humanity. Such a display of grace and strength! He suffered wayyy more than I can ever go through. Yet, in His dying moments His heart ached for the very ones who hurt Him; pleading for the people who mocked, beat, and nailed Him to the cross. He would have been tagged a weakling today; someone who couldn’t stand up for himself. I can imagine how perplexed the devil was, when this ‘weak man’ destroyed the gates of hell and made a public spectacle of him and his agents. Father, it can be so hard to forgive and I really need You to show me how. When thoughts of past hurts flood my mind, may I remem...