A CHALLENGE OF THE HEART

God wants a desperate heart

One that’s willing to give Him all

We all find ourselves in a desperate or lonesome point in our lives now and then

Where you recognize and accept the pain

But can one truly mourn like David?

Can one accept LOSS like that of a child or a loved one with dance and simply praise with cheer?

Establish this word in your heart- The Joy of The Lord is my strength.

I am saying it, Am I believing it?

God provides the answers in the scripture

We are reluctant to read them and use them

We grow to like the pain, we move on to self pity

We establish new groans and tears daily

 We bury ourselves in anguish and anger, and ultimately depression

 We dig an extra foot down our six feet grave of hurt

But lets make a new approach

Lets rejoice in depression, heartbreak and death

Lets accept that it is done

Lets live the next day better than the last

Lets believe blindly in the WORD

Lets not cry too much

Lets not mourn for too long

Let us rejoice with gladness and new songs for the pain is temporary

Let us submit ourselves to His healing hand

LETS BE JOYFUL, ACCEPT FATE AND LIVE

BUT ABOVE ALL, BELIEVE IN THE END OF EACH SEASON

AS WE BELIEVE IN DAY AND NIGHT ITSELF

CALL ON HIM, HE LOVES TO ANSWER PRAYER AND LET HIM HEAL YOU

I know of all of the above all too well this yr, this flower might be going through some bad weather but the sun always breaks through the clouds and  the year still holds a promise.

By God’s mighty power at work within us, he is able to accomplish infinitely more than we would ever dare to ask or hope” (Ephesians 3:20)

God comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When others are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us” (2 Corinthians 1:4)

EPICNESS!!! MIRACLE I CALL MY LIFE

It was morning,just around 9am,when her water broke. A foot was the cause of it all,delivery wasn't till 3p.m, which was after numerous efforts from a team of 10 midwives,a raving mad doctor who left when the birth showed complications.

I couldnt turn in my mothers womb,I didnt,reason being I was a big baby and now my leg was already out. Mum was restless,all she heard were the midwives mummering how they had no option and saving the mother was the priority now, the baby couldnt make it,she had been in there for too long.

Plain and simple ,they laid out the options baby jasmine had- her deliverance as a corpse or of her being a retard- the only possibility of a normal life.

Alas, she was born,she cried not, and was taken outside the hospital to feel the chilling cold as a way of recacitation.

She was healthy,heavy and a miracle indeed!

Miracle baby-my mom's preferred nick to me, for till this very day, she believes her baby was saved for a purpose.

Moms trust in my abilities has never died down, matter of fact,she gets more convinced everytime I achieve at anything in my life.

I never did KCPE, I was a standard 7th student,merely begining the term when she decided to send me to two different schools,and a different system in itself. I found myslef in a new uniform in a school i loathed,and in Form 1-a highschooler now.

That didnt last long, a term to be exact, and I found myslef in yet another school,Imani, though by some error,in a lower class-year 7. OH! Mom rushed over there so quickly to solve the mishap,and they agreed on my doing the year 8(Form 2 ) end term exams to join year 9(Form 3) with them.

 Huh! I passed and now I was a YEAR 9(FORM 3) student straight from standard 7. 1 word -EPIC!!!

EPICNESS,MOMS DOING,,,,,or JUST GOD!

When you think about your mothers love towards you,how she suffered through tidious hours of labour just to bring you here, how she worked hard to bring you up giving you the best of everything she could. How she put up with your attitude and your teenage years of disrespect.

How much more does the Father, Our Lord love us. He loved us and had us in mind long before we came.

He made our mothers, He made us, He planned out every situation, our beginnings to our ends.

He saved me at birth, He saved me time and time again. He saw me through school, all through till graduating 3 yrs of university.

Though His greatest act of love was sending His only son, Jesus, to die for us so that we may live.

Selflessness, yet we still continue to live sinful lives.

How many more miracles must we hear about or witness to believe in HIM?

I've personally witnessed and heard of quite a number,most in the scriptures, others from my surroundings and the ultimate one-MY BIRTH!

He has carried me all these years and I choose to believe in the bigger plan, in the plan that saw me through school in such a manner,in the plan that led me back home, for nothing my dear friends is a coincidence.

ITS NOT EPIC-ITS ALL IN THE PLAN.

WAKE UP AND SMELL THE ROSES!

Every great thing starts with a humble beginning.
Wake up and smell the coffee wasnt quite doing it for me! Im a flower ready to blossom,and roses came to mind. Jasmine's the name,born merely 20 yrs ago,ive lived quite an adventurous two decades,mostly on the wrong adventures,the wrong thrills, ultimately the wrong journey,with all the right turns.
WATER-Psalms 42:1-2As the deer pants for streams of water,
                                            so my soul pants for you, my God.
                                                       ²  My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
                                              When can I go and meet with God?

I needed the word,i needed God, I needed to be watered to grow,but I was willingly dieing thirsty, dried up or overly showered by the wrong storms,storms of lust, anger,pain and fear.
How was I to blossom in such bad weather? 

SUNLIGHT-  Psalms 30:5-For his anger lasts only a moment,
                                             but his favor lasts a lifetime!
                                              Weeping may last through the night,
                                               but joy comes with the morning.

That verse was my sunlight,for out of the darkness i called my life,I understood that the night time would last only a short while, and that this flower would have her sun with the morning's daylight.
Nothings lasts forever,not even pain.............. though I forgot and accepted the role and its consequences. I remember reaching a point when I would drink and party and do all the wrong things consciously,and at once I accepted the darker side, hell itself as my consequence. I grew numb, lost myself and my identity.
Where was my sunlight? I was not a radiant flower anymore-I needed my sunlight.

SOIL-
"A farmer went out to sow his seed. As he was scattering the seed, some fell along the path, and the birds came and ate it up. Some fell on rocky places, where it did not have much soil. It sprang up quickly, because the soil was shallow. But when the sun came up, the plants were scorched, and they withered because they had no root. Other seed fell among thorns, which grew up and choked the plants. Still other seed fell on good soil, where it produced a crop—a hundred, sixty or thirty times what was sown. He who has ears, let him hear" (Matthew 13:1-23)

It is easy to see how we can all point to times in our own lives when we have allowed the soils of our heart to be hard, rocky, weedy, or fertile. How is each soil instructive to the process of conversion and how does it affect our growth ?
Soil serves to stabilize plants and prevent them from falling over. My soil was infertile,the grounds i layed upon only corrupted me,I was well bent,no roots to stand firm on,It was time to go home.

Kenya,Im coming home. My journey with God began.