What if…being a Christian…This is it!

Dear Friends,

I have been considering the ongoing events relating to those that identify with Jesus around the world. With a burdened heart I pick up my pen and put down my thoughts expressed in this poem. Although I have shared my notes to one or two friends, I felt the need to share with my readers. My heavy heart on these contemporary issues in our days trusts in the Saviour’s wings at this end times. I pray you to take time and ponder on each sentence.

What if being a Christian means not buying into the popular religious culture and legalism
What if being a Christian means not necessarily persecuted like our brethren in all around the world
What if being a Christian does not only lead to execution
What if being a Christian means my voice is meant to be silent
What if being a Christian means I can’t express my belief in Jesus openly anymore
What if it means I cannot express my views on social media?
What if it means I am targeted, excluded, excommunicated, ostracized, and condemned by the world?
What if at the slightest words of my Saviour someone feels insulted and I must take the public shame
What if I might have to lose my job, my source of income, or might never get a job because I identified with the Saviour
What if I lose my friends, family and my celebrity status?
What if being a Christian is a thing of the past in the new world order
What if I am the only odd one out. His name a curse word to the nations?
What will I do if being a Christian means I will lose out completely?
Will I denied I knew him, walked with him, talked with him and worship him or
Will I stop, think, before I speak because of the consequences
Will I post of social media my stances on controversial issues?
Will I hide my faith to keep my job?
Will, I denied Jesus to keep the trend and end up in church on Sunday?
Behold the Saviour watches from above looking at the hearts and motives of men
He will declare: if you denied me before them, I will deny you before my Father
He says, the Father will destroy both the body and the souls that sins
What will men do?
Destroy the body alone and you fear men!
Is it worth I denied my belief to fit the popular demand and excesses of the fallen man?
God hates sins and loves mankind He created
He declares his hatred of sins through the fallen man
Will I be willing to declare my stance to love mankind?
While holding on to God’s desire for the hated of sins
Just the way it is without no shades of grey
What will be my choice?
What will be your choice?
We’ve been called to declare his words
What might happen to us is already foretold as it happened to our brothers like Paul, Peter and His followers
Most suffered like our Saviour did on the cross
They did not sugar coat the gospel
They did not find the middle ground by losing the truth through picking facts
Were they diplomatic with the truth?
They did not deceive their followers with half-baked teachings
They did try to fit the culture or their changing world
They did not deny Him, who lived, died, rose and hated man's sins
And His redemptive heart for man
They died for what they believed in...
Are you ready to die for what you believe?
Hard questions? Hard times?
For me and my household, my mind is made up
Not only in the old song “I have decided to follow Jesus…”
But is your mind made up
Humm, quick check…
When last did you declare your belief of social media rather than your beautiful pictures?

Thank you for walking with me and my thoughts…I am hoping to get back to Chloe’s story in my next blog. Kindly subscribe, like, comment and share.




You did it! – My reflection on Easter

Dear readers,

I wrote this poem in 2003 and acted it in church during the Easter service. Similarly, I was worshipping in the service today with the song “O praise the name of the Lord our God…” As we sang the fourth verse, it struck me the reason for my worship was the price he paid. With tears rolling from my eyes I look forward to worshipping Him in eternity with my loved ones, I share my poem with you.

I remember today is a Friday, over 2000 years ago

You did it for me.

Yes! I clearly do, but wait…

Was I one of the soldiers that flogged you,

Nailed you,

Gambled for your clothes,

And threw dices for each piece?

I even went to the extent of mocking you and offering you sour wine to my satisfaction

I made myself happy at the expense of your sorrow

Over my sins?

Or better still…

Maybe I was one of the crowds

That cried “Crucify him! Crucify him”

And yet at the cross

I stood watching

I was neither happy nor sad

I even went home with my deep-seated sorrow

For the weight of the sins

You had to pay for me

Come to think of it…

I think I would be better still

The Jewish leaders that wanted Him to die at all cost

I wasted a precious soul

To achieve my aim?

I falsely accused Him of the sins he knew not

I made the crowd that liked him so much

To turn against him to shout “Crucify him! Crucify him”

I went as far as turning Pilate and King Herod Judgment to please my terms

At the cross, I laughed and scoffed Him

And I called Him names

But at His death

When I saw the veil of the temple tear apart

I remembered what the scripture says

And I was torn apart myself

Oh! what a wretched sinner am I?

How could I ever be saved?

From all the guilts of my sins

And even of killing an innocent man

Where would I ever find peace?

Who will deliver me?

I searched and searched

I looked and looked

I cried and cried

Until on a Sunday morning

When I had to go back to the cross

And the way was shown to me

To the resurrected Lord at last

I met him

I pleaded with him

But all he did was to use his Blood to cleanse me

And he wiped all my tears away

And he said “I did it all” “I did it all for you, just for you”

Jesus came and did it all for you

Immediately I saw a light

And the guilts were taken away

I am so glad that Jesus loves me

My dear friends at times like this, during the Easter celebration season, do we reflect on the roles we played before the death of Jesus? Or we simply feel the soldiers, the crowds or the Jewish leaders are the ones responsible for the cross and death.

You and I are the ones responsible for the price He had to pay…This evening my daughter asked me; “How far is Golgotha from Jerusalem?” After I told her it was about 11/2 km, she exclaimed, “Is that how far Jesus had to carry the heavy cross for me?”

Bless her heart, she made pull out this old poem to read to them before bed.

Lord, teach us to love you the same way you loved us. So, we are ready to carry the cross and die for you anytime. Darrell Evans expressed my heart beautifully through his song “Beautiful Saviour” Listen and be blessed!

Thank you for reading and enjoying my blog about Easter, hopefully in my next blog we will be back to Chloe teenager emotional expressions.