I
want to tell you a story
A
story so dear to me
The
story of our Lord Jesus Christ
Who
left his heavenly throne
Amidst
His magnanimity and supremacy
To
bring to us the gospel of love
The
gospel of grace, the gospel of salvation
Man's
heart was filled with hatred and greed and lust
Often
disposing his brothers off his rights and privileges
All
for selfish interest, selfish gains, selfish reasons
See
cruelty ruled the face of the earth
With
total recklessness and ceaseless abandonment
Various
degrees of violence and immoralities were the order of the day
The
world was dark and seemed irredeemable
Covetousness
and self mindedness beclouded the sense of reasoning of those that lived
therein
The
earth lost its glory and soon became a state of worry
Ruffians
soon invaded the high places and presided over the affairs of man
The
earth was in a state of turmoil, a state of despair
The
earth was in a total state of quagmire
There
was a need for total restoration
God
in His infinite mercy looked upon the face of the earth
He
saw our iniquities, He saw our reproaches, He even saw our injustice
He
said "who will go down upon her to liberate the people from the shackles
of death?"
All
the angels shivered with great fear of what lies ahead
But
Jesus being a man of valour arose from his glory and said, "Father send
me"
Born
of a pure a pure virgin maiden
Into
the home of an ordinary carpenter
Grew
up just like every normal child
He
grew in wisdom and power
Tempted
by the devil himself
But
he came out victorious
He
was not swayed by earthly splendour
But
with the business of restoration
He
went about preaching the gospel of grace
He
taught in the synagogues with signs and sermons
He
lived a life free from every frivolities and pleasures of this world
But
his people believed him not
Among
the numerous miracles which he performed
There
is one that I found astonishing
It
was the miraculous feeding of the five thousand
From
a five small barley loaves of bread and two fishes
He
fed a multitude of hungry ardent followers
Now
darkness spreads its ugly wings across the dingy sky
A
son once loved has now been forsaken
He
was left bare and naked under the piercing eyes of those that wanted him dead
Soldiers
casted lots upon his garment
He
was forced to drink a sour wine of scorn
He
wore a crown of thorns so that it prickled and his blood dripped down his face
Stabbed
in the ribs for my sake and drenched in the pool of his own blood
He
became a broken warrior
He
was bathed with all manner of curses and mockery
Nailed
to a stake with a nine inches nail
He
shrieked having been inflicted with great excruciating pains
It
was such a gory sight to behold
Even
the Father couldn't withstand the intensity of our iniquities
For
the sins of the world were upon his shoulders like knives to kill
Then
darkness covered the face of the earth for a gruesome three hours
He
cried "my father, my father why art though forsaken me?"
See
each time I reflected back at the story of the cross
I
felt like crying like I stabbed him myself
My
hands are stained with blood and my feet are soiled in mud
See
I lived everyday of my life, living with the guilt of a condemned soul
Gallivanting
like a wanderer all alone in a cursed world
I
can't seem to fathom how I continuously live in shame
For
the atrocities that my actions have cursed
Shrouded
in solitary of my own solitude
And
engrossed in the confinement of my own negligence
Looking
up to heaven to find a place of solace
I
prayed fervently and fasted ceaselessly that I should find grace
By
virtue of the cognizance of my prayers
And
in just exactly three days as promised
The
angels came down from heaven and said, "Behold! For he has risen!"
For
he rose so that I may rise with him
He
went into hell and defeated death so that I might have life and have it in
abundance
He
was condemned so that I can be redeemed
He
fought so that I might hold my peace
He
died so that I might live again
For
by his stripes, I am healed
Through
his torture, I shall find succour
Through
his mysteries, I shall raise ministries
Woe!
Unto the earth for the devil has come down upon you
But
my hope is in Jesus for he has risen from the dead
What
manner of man is he?
Even
death hearkens to his commands
And
the ocean pays obeisance when he calls
Demon
too does his bidding
The
stronghold of Hades couldn't prevail when he got hold of the keys of hell and
got it locked for ever and ever
This
is the season of sober reflection
A
season for a reason
A
season where divinity meets humanity
A
season where humility quenches our hostility
A
season where his sovereignty liberates us from our hostility
A
season where spirituality embraces our carnality
A
season of total bliss and tranquility
See,
he led an exemplary lifestyle so that we might follow
So
why would I struggle when I should be living as king and you as queen?
Why
would I fear when he has made my enemies my footstool?
So,
why would I shiver when he had given me the comforter?
Why
would I be doomed when he had absorbed all my sins and buried it in the tomb?
Saying "as many as those that believed in
the Lord, to them He gave the power to become the sons and daughters of
God"
This,
my brothers and sisters is a period of grace.
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