VESSELS Suppose you wanted to use a vessel. What would you ensure first? Would you not want to make sure that the vessel is clean on the inside before using it? It is not uncommon for an individual to wash a glass or a cup before using it. Such a notion is mandatory. Whether the vessel was used before or not, it is our inclination to make sure it is clean before use.In the same way, we, who are vessels unto God, should make sure that we are clean.2 Timothy 2:21If a man therefore purge himself from these, he shall be…

Now, I know some people might doubt the possibility of me ever downloading a dating app, but I tried over ten different ones! Yes! Unbelievable, right?But not as unbelievable as my experience. I can attest that I am not the only one who feels this way, even though the majority of Christian people out there have had amazing experiences with online apps such as Christian Connection. However, the question is, why do people try online dating apps in the first place? Some are using it for safety reasons as the world is a bit crazy out there, but that only gives the…

You would think that life is simple, but that's not always the case. It is actually much harder than one would care to admit. Some people think that life is a game and it depends on how well you know the rules, but that doesn't mean you are winning. You then get the rebel who breaks the rules, but he somehow suffers the consequences anyway. The good receive bad news; the wicked seem to receive what a righteous man deserves. It doesn't matter. A wise man once said that the race isn't given to the swift or the battle to the…

The canary flapped its yellow wings, singing as it dove from the height of the juniper tree. It then nosed up close to the ground and launched into the sky again. It did this for one reason, and one reason only, to attract a mate. The hen was bathing by the pond's edge, admiring the cockbird that sang for her. The sun shone, and the wind blew as if its existence were there only to intensify nature's passion. Everything was in tune, a symphony of love and freedom; all creatures were but an audience of a grand orchestra. But no one…

DISCARDING MY THOUGHTS... Discarding my thoughts, Rebuilding my forts,I went to warEarned a scarBut still no victoryA forsaken mysteryBroke up but never breakdownI survived the takedownGot no more chainsGetting rid of these stainsLove is a languageI listened to you speakNow I'm covered in bandageYou're not the accent I seekNow I don't see Her the same wayMy innocence lost in captivityNo matter what they sayI can't see love with positivityIt might be that whatever I writeManifests into realityNow I'm a character on pages of whiteAdopting the same mentalityWhat did I say? What did I do?To deserve what was givenI gave a love…

YOU CAN NEVER PREPARE FOR LOVE... I have spent many years studying the art of love and one must gain a broad perspective by observing relationships. You would find the ones that are bad and the ones that are good. From a boy demanding from his girlfriend about her whereabouts with foul language to couples who are slapped in the face by the reality of marriage. I have discovered that idealism is an illusion we create in our minds of the perfect person or perfect marriage that doesn't exist in the real world. Whatever Hollywood has shoved down our throats hasn't…

THE CANVAS & THE PAINTER I held the piece of parchment in my hands as I walked down the cobbled street. The parchment had directions to a certain location, an invite from an unknown host. I turned left, then right, and right again. I came to a white door. I knocked twice, and the door creaked open. "Hello?" I said as I pushed open the door, the faint sound of violin music filling the air. I walked towards the source of the symphony, and the scent of oil paint lingered here and there. The man was dressed in a white suit,…

And there I was, sitting at my desk one quiet evening, typing away at my latest manuscript. But to my dismay, a loud crack struck the night outside, and I knew that a storm had come. I wasn't prepared to switch my computer off as I was determined to complete the manuscript.So I kept on typing...Suddenly, a flash lit the world outside before a spark erupted from my computer screen, throwing me back into oblivion. I awoke, to find myself lying on the carpet. I got to my feet only to find that I was not in my office. No. I…