THE PARAMETERS OF GOD'S HEART

THE HEART OF GOD

Today I sat down and thought through how it feels to be GOD.  I found out my knowledge about how big HIS heart is, is equal to my imagination because I can only imagine the size of HIS heart. I agree HE created us in HIS own image and likeness but at times I still ask myself if I lack something. We also have a heart and this heart is subjected to a lot of tear and wear day in and day out, and sometimes the feeling is so gross you don’t want to own a heart again. So I ask, does GOD really have a heart?

 If yes does HE also feel what we sometimes feel or does HE ever go through emotional trauma? If that also answers yes then I‘ll ask again, HOW BIG IS THE HEART OF GOD.  We sin like our lives depend on sin, we live anyhow like fatherless children, we talk anyhow like there is no GOD listening.

We throw HIS love back at HIM and tell HIM point blank how HE has wasted resources. We tell HIM it was foolish on HIS part to give us HIS most treasured TREASURE. We spit in and on HIS face and tell HIM to walk away.

Again, how lame can a man be and not utter a word when HE is being bruised knowing HE had the authority to stop it, how stupid can you be to see your enemy full of anger and rage and yet hand him your life on a silver platter. How insane it is to still ask for forgiveness for an one who will beat you into deformation and even unto death.

YOU do all this in the name of love and later YOU realize the flower(love) YOU gave as  a token was thrown back at you in the face saying to you your love is not enough.

What amazes me is the fact that you still have the heart and gust to say you love mankind. GOD please answer me, how big is your heart. You contain all my stupidity and foolishness, my disobedience and stubbornness, you are always heartbroken yet never cease to love us the more. What kind of GOD are you.

Now my final question to YOU GOD, and please answer  me” HOW BIG CAN MY HEART BE”

JESUS AT THE NIGHT CLUB

                                      JESUS AT THE NIGHT CLUB

Just like how we do it any other Friday night, there was this time we were really fired up to have the craziest fun ever. The scenes of this day still plays back in memory like it owns the largest estate in my mind.

Friday nights in college were the best nights, and this was because we finally got to do away with the boring lectures and annoying lecturers to catch some fun. We rushed to the room after our last lecture to begin our fun night. It started with picking up clothes and sneakers that would make you the heartbeat of the fun throughout the night because the girls will be checking you out like you are their duty, and the feeling of that alone was a blast.

I strapped up with my friends and hit the road at 9 pm for the club. At half past 9 we were already in the queue for checks into the club. We entered and the place was just crazy. Alcohol everywhere, naked girls all over and the sound was so loud mummy couldn’t call because she would be very disappointed.

I really wanted to have the fun of my life and I didn’t even care if I died in there, because I thought that was the real deal nothing more nothing less. I mean what else could life offer you if not the fun.

I took the alcohols, smooched around with some girls, and danced my head off like no one’s business. I tried all the crazy stuff you can think off in the club, yet I wanted something more. Something was definitely missing in the club. My quest and thirst to have a fulfilled fun was never met in the club.

Was so drunk I felt asleep in the club, and had the dream of my life.

 I saw this young man come to me and smile at me like HE is my dad. HE gave me a gaze and said “you will never be fulfilled in this”. We then passed through the VIP section thinking HE was going to introduce me into some much crazy stuff only to realize we had actually gone out of the club.

HE showed me a family who had just finished praying, and HE asked,” What do you see”? I saw smiles, peace, and joy in their lives. They looked so cool and happy without the alcohol, drugs, and the ladies and I was just wowed. Straight away I asked what club was that and HE smiled again and answered; that is the club of fulfillment.

My friend tapped me from my seat in the club to wake up because it was time to leave. As soon as I woke up, I told him JESUS came to the club today. HE laughed his heart out at my dismay and said there was no way JESUS could come here.

Being fulfilled is simply being you and enjoying you. The good book says in HIM we live, move and have our being (paraphrased) acts 17: 28. The only fulfillment you can have as a living entity is hidden in CHRIST JESUS and that is all about it.

Thank you.