SHARING LIFE

Brother Max, You may not know who I am but I do. I heard about you yesterday. It's unfortunate that I had to hear about you by your death and not through another means. I am furious that you had to die such a death. I am furious that you didn't defend yourself when I believe you should have and more so, when I know that you were very capable of defending yourself if you'd wanted to. I am grateful for your life. I am grateful that you chose to uphold the oath you made to this nation and its citizens by not defending yourself like I felt you should and could have. You have done for me, what no man could have ever done for me alive. You have by your death, taught me the extent to which I ought to go in the execution of my earthly assignment...to the death. You have taught one important lesson I will never forget...which I will tell you when I do see you at Home. I am sorry your life's story had to end this way. I am sorry you had to suffer this way. I am sorry...

When I was coming home, I was super excited about it because I knew that things were going to be totally different. ... I could feel it... I knew that my time was up for manifestation and I was going to carry out my task with ease. Unconsciously, I had told myself that I was going to do it all. I'd done pretty well in school and this influenced my belief that everything was going to be done here, with ease. ... boy was I in for a surprise! So, I got here, and I couldn't get much done, as I'd expected. (what happened to my manifestation?) At a prayer meeting today, a brother made a statement in prayer that struck me. He said, " Lord, manifest. " Then, I realised that in my musings, when I was envisaging how I was going to get things done, I had forgotten that it still isn't about me, but it is about Him. (Ow how easily you forget, Mag!) I learnt today that there are two things worth considering: On the issue of manifestation, when you make statemen...

Ending of the year 2016, I was so eager to be knowledgeable in the things of Papa. I wanted to be better equipped to serve my girls in St. Louis SHS better. I was concerned because I didn't want to give them any advise outside Papa's will... generally, I didn't want to be out of tune with Papa in serving others. For this reason, I was willing to pray hard and work the hardest for it.  (I am very grateful for this season...) Very recently, I realised something that has completely changed my outlook on life in general. It is good to serve. Infact, our gifts and life are for service. But, I have realised, by the sole help of Holy Spirit that in desiring to equip myself to be of better service to others, I must first desire to be of better service to myself. Honestly, for some years now, I have always asked that Papa prepares me so that I may be better, for the sake of the souls attached to my destiny. Pious as this request may sound, it shifts my attention from...

I thought that I had to know so much before seeking God. I thought that I had to be full of ‘the Word’ first before seeking His face in prayer. I thought that I had to be pure before I could seek Him. I thought that I had to be clean before seeking Him. I thought I had to have figured out a lot of things about this life before I sought Him. I thought I had to know Him quite well enough before I could speak to Him. No… I have learnt that it was when I went in my nothingness that I became everything. I have learnt that in approaching Papa in my nakedness, He was able to clothe me in His warmth and provide me with efficiency in my deficiencies. When I sought Him, I became a hardworker. When I sought Him, I became clean. When I sought Him, I became pure. When I sought Him, I became better. I only changed and became, when I sought Him whiles I was deficient. In this walk of ours, the first step is to approach Papa in your truth. “Come as you are”, He ...

I cannot remember the last time I’d cried so hard about anything concerning my life… until this past week. I want to be empty so that Holy spirit can have unlimited access in my body. People sell their souls to the devil… I have sold all three faculties to Holy Spirit. I have always known that I am willing to withhold nothing, just so that He can have all the access He desires. But, when Papa told me about His desire for my time… especially my mornings, I knew that was the hardest thing I could ever do. To someone, this is nothing. But to me, it is major major… Immediately, I knew I couldn’t do it… without His help. So, I cried… first, out of guilt because of the many years I had withheld my morning and my time from Him. Second, I cried harder because I knew I couldn’t do it. “Lord, help me. I can’t do this on my own.”, I cried. He heard my cry. He gave me strength to wake up. He really did. He directed me. It felt good. Then I got there, and I didn’t know wha...

I recall when I was told at the beginning of this year that I was making baby steps in my spiritual growth. I felt offended and at the same time, very confused. I remember when I was told by another person that I wasn’t shooting up spiritually. I thought to myself, “This man does not know what he is saying. Ha!” I knew I could do better. I knew I was meant to be better, but I was very relaxed. Very very relaxed. But after I was told these things, especially by my father-in-the-Lord (fithL), I was determined to build myself up. You should have seen me at the beginning of this semester. I was in so much of a hurry to build myself up. I was reading and studying like something. Eventually, I had forgotten Who the real Builder was and Is. I had forgotten that the clay can never be the Potter. I had forgotten that it was Holy Spirit’s duty to do the building… and not me. In my frustration, I was telling my fithL about how much I had to do on myself and how sad I...

I was going to embark on a 21-day fast, starting yesterday (05/04/17). I felt that I was in need of a deep sensitivity to the happenings in the spirit realm. I wanted to engage my heavenly portals. I was all fired-up! I went to one of my favourite book sellers to purchase a book… I ended up buying four new books! Oooh! I was preparing so well. Upon reading one of the books, I cried as I prayed to Daddy. I was telling Him of how much I needed Him and what I was willing to forfeit for it.  Mehhnnn! I was willing to forfeit the big things for Him… really. In one of the books I purchased, Ps. Benny Hinn was talking about the fact that the anointing requires constant communion with Our Lord, Jesus Christ, and how that form of fellowship would require a lot of sacrifices… including a simple thing as forfeiting a lunch date with relatives (as was his case). So I told Daddy, that I didn’t mind losing the one I deeply love for His sake… including my desire for ...