MAKING HIM PROUD

I was walking past a primary school and my ears were filled with cries of  "We are the winner".  I know most of us still recall that chant. This continued till I left the street and I was smiling at myself remembering back in those days in shorts and shirt. Right at that moment a new thought swept through my mind and settled there.
God has less and less of his children to boast about. Remember uncle Job? There are not so many 'Job' nowadays.  Just like the team chant of the Children,  am quite certain that's  how the heavenly squad goes chanting too when a Christian is victorious.  Just picture it,  picture Angel Gabriel,  Angel Michael and others,  the Twelve elders,  Jesus all boasting of you and rejoicing to the shame of the enemy.
My fellow believers,  let's stop giving evidences and witnesses to the devil, that which can be presented against us in the Holy court. Let's make our advocate Jesus proud.
"Keep Repping" the father,  Kingdom sons and daughters.

THE LOVE STORY

Who would have known that Enoch was the bride's name. Good news! The groom didn't mind. They were not yet joined but everyone could see the devotion of Enoch to her groom. She worshipped him, submitted to him, yearn for  his presence daily, communicated with him, listened to him....Enoch was always ready to do as "her beloved" had commanded. "Her beloved" was all to her and of course "her beloved" loved her so much. He would always tell her how he loved her even before she knew him. How he wooed was another story entirely. Enoch basked in his presence, grace and glory. It was evident on her face.

He had found someone who was after his heart and not his hand. She was different. He could wait no more....

Little wonder; when it was still not yet time for them to get married; the groom escaped with "Enoch". This is God's love story.

Somebody said...

I read this nd decided to share with my blog paddies:

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get
back to normal after you've had a
baby...somebody doesn't know that once you're
a mother, "normal" is history.
Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by
instinct...somebody never took a three-year-old
shopping.
Somebody said being a mother is
boring...somebody never rode in a car driven by
a teenager with a driver's permit.
Somebody said if you're a "good" mother, your
child will "turn out good"...somebody thinks a
child comes with directions and a guarantee.
Somebody said "good" mothers never raise their
voices...somebody never came out the back
door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball
through the neighbor's kitchen window.
Somebody said you don't need an education to
be a mother...somebody never helped a fourth
grader with his math.
Somebody said you can't love the fifth child as
much as you love the first...somebody doesn't
have five children.
Somebody said a mother can find all the
answers to her child-rearing questions in the
books...somebody never had a child stuff beans
up his nose or in his ears.
Somebody said the hardest part of being a
mother is labor and delivery...somebody never
watched her "baby" get on the bus for the first
day of kindergarten or on a plane headed for
military "boot camp."
Somebody said a mother can do her job with her
eyes closed and one hand tied behind her
back...somebody never organized seven
giggling Brownies to sell cookies.
Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after
her child gets married...somebody doesn't know
that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-
law to a mother's heartstrings.
Somebody said a mother's job is done when her
last child leaves home...somebody never had
grandchildren.
Somebody said your mother knows you love her,
so you don't need to tell her...somebody ISN'T A
MOTHER!