Casting My Net

I have been casting my net all day, all month long,

Waiting for that moment when my dream becomes my song.

Why you doing this?,

So many ask?,

How can I explain, it’s His vision in my heart?

Don’t you go weary, aren’t you giving up, they ask?

The one who has called is faithful,

His promises are real, and it will all come to pass.

For you see I, carry on, by way of explanation,

His vision is not for a day , He tell us in Habakkuk 2:2-3,

 It’s for an appointed time,

Don't be weary, His word says, wait for it,

That's what I'm doing,

Waiting for that day,

When my vision  will become  my song!

From This Day Forth

Sitting by the window and reading her bible early morning,
Miriam almost laughed to herself.
She was reading Hagai 2:19, the verse ended by saying," From this day forth I will bless you"
She read no further, looking up she contemplated her life
Alone, single, businesswoman, struggling to get her stocks, out of the door.
Fate, seemed cruel to the core, and specially after her break up
She hardly felt anything like beautiful!
Nor. did she believe in love and marriage anymore!
Just then, the bell rang and surprise, surprise it was the new pastor from church at the door!.
Looking rather sheepish,“I was passing by and I felt a tug, by, God’s spirit to share a verse with you.” he said. She let him in.

He opened the bible to Hagai 2:19...NKJV..

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Is the seed still in the barn? As yet the vine, the fig tree, the pomegranate, and the olive tree have not yielded fruit. But from this day I will bless you.
Shocked she sat dumb face, ash white
“It can’t be, she thought to herself,” “I was just reading the same verse a moment ago”, he continued reading.
"This is how God says he will bless you, Miriam,"
He went on to read Hosea 14:5-8 ...GNT..
I will be to the people of Israel
like rain in a dry land.They will blossom like flowers;
they will be firmly rooted like the trees of Lebanon.
6 They will be alive with new growth, and beautiful like olive trees.
They will be fragrant like the cedars of Lebanon.
7 Once again they will live under my protection.They will grow crops of grain and be fruitful like a vineyard.
They will be as famous as the wine of Lebanon.
Saying this, he left; Miriam sat in a daze,She felt she was not spoken to by a man.
But by an angel of God,
With eyes shining brightly, through the tears.“I believe, Oh yes I do …
From this day forth!” …she said

The Birth of Zorah

With stinging words clinging to her like a blanket,
She quickly made her way to the fields.

It was a usual thing for her, to be taunted
 and sniggered at by others.
She was unable to produce and hence ,
She carried the social stigma of being called barren.
A man approached her and gave her the word,
She was going to bear a son and she was to raise him up as a NAZARENE.
In shock and excitement she ran and told her husband, who chided her as always,
But nevertheless, he finally, as always, believed his wife and prayed to God that he might meet the man too,
God answered his prayers, and the husband met the man,
"I pray thee, sir; tell us, when these days, which you are talking about it will come true,
And then, how may we honour you"?
“Raise an offering onto the Lord,” he said.
They did, and  the man disappeared into the flames.
“We have seen the angel of god, we will surely die,” the husband cried.
“No,” the wife said,” he is the angel of the Lord; he came to give us the word, regarding the birth of our son”.
This is the story, my dear people, of Israel’s saviour against the Philistines, the mighty, “Samson”.
Born, in an obscure village of Zorah, in Jerusalem. refer Judges Chap 13.

Likewise, the great God of Abraham, gave me a word in the year 2007,

And on Jan 13, 2013, Zorah International, my company was physically born.

For they shall not be ashamed that wait for Me.! Isaiah 49:23 KJV ,said the Lord ,

And the people said “AMEN”

I Will Never Leave You

Margarita and Mario were going through the albums together,

When Mario face lit up when he saw Vittorio’s pictures.

“It was such fun times mum, why did uncle Vittorio leave so suddenly?” he asked

Margarita’s face turned ash white,

She clutched her son’s face and drew him tightly to her,

“I don’t know ,son, she whispered slowly into his back,

"Why do people become part of our  lives mum, just to walk away one day," he asked  sounding a little agitated.

“I don’t know son”, she said slowly,

“Maybe they were with us for a reason or a season, I don’t know, she said very quietly

“Maybe it was to teach us something,”

“Like how it must be to be a real family?” Mario said excitedly

But seeing his mother’s sad face”, he hugged her and wept bitterly.

“Its just friends who leave, mum, Families don’t ,do they?” He questioned looking at her worriedly,

Hugging him tightly she said “I will never leave you, my son,

But families too break up and each goes their own way,"

“But”, she said quite firmly,”God will never leave us, son  

His word says I will never leave you nor forsake you,

That’s all we need son. His word, His promise,

His presence in our lives ….that’s all we need," she said

Her voice trailing... Away .in the sun

A Heart Full of Thanks

It was my last night at Istanbul,

It was the end of holiday season and the beginning of the New Year.

I was anxious to kick start the year with my grand plans.

Suddenly, the most unexpected happened,

I was abducted by terrorists and captured and put in

What seemed to look like a prison cell.

I was subjected to a daily routine of mindlessly waiting

To be set free from this living hell.

Suddenly, one day a light from a torch flashed against my window

It came on briefly flickered for a minute and went away.

Everyday the mysterious light would come and go the same way.

It became my window of hope.

When I became so sick and laid up in bed,

The mysterious light would shine all day.

The days rolled into months,every day was so very frustrating

The nightmare never seemed to end.

Finally after 9 months of agony,

My embassy finally got me free. 

I was so happy  to be alive  and  be back in my country, 

Reunited with family and friends and all those who supported me,

My heartfelt thanks and praises  to God.  

For his mysterious ways of  giving me hope,

In a foreign country by an unknown hand.

Thrash the Mountain

Deborah slowly made her way to the prison,

This was her routine for the past five and a half years.

Struggling to make ends meet,

And free her innocent son.

As painful as it was,

She did not give up hope.

On wards she continued day in and day out,

Believing God to open, her door of hope.

On her way home one day,

The  priest stopped her and said,

“Deborah tonight before you sleep, I want you to read this verse and pray,

Believe it with all your heart."

She read and reread the verse, and said to herself.

“I know you are able to, Yahweh,

It’s been, too many years now, I am fighting to move this mountain, I cannot do it anymore,

My body, mind and spirit has worn out, help me, please, "

She cried and laid her weary body to sleep.

Early morning she made her way to meet her son as usual,

There was a lot of commotion and cheerful voices, the lawyer was waiting for her with a huge crowd and with a  beaming smile,said,

“Deborah, you did it! ,your constant  perseverance and  petitions  has won the king’s favor, your son is now free by royal decree”!.

Tears of joy flowed down her cheeks,

With a voice constrained with emotion, and pointing her shaking hand, she pointed it upwards,

"It’s not me but HE,!" She sobbed,

She held the worn out paper with the verse and the lawyer read it out loud,

Douay-Rheims Bible: Isaiah 41:15

I have made thee as a new thrashing wain, with teeth like a saw: thou shall thrash the mountains, and break them in pieces: and shalt make the hills as chaff.

"Yes it’s Yahweh, indeed",he agreed.

"Its otherwise impossible  for your son to be suddenly set free.",he said.

And they all rejoiced with her.

  

Through it All

Through it all, Lord you stood by me,

Through it all Lord you were on my side.

Covering my hand with your mighty one,

With your sweet angels by my bed side.

It was a battle for my destiny,

It was a battle for my dreams,

And most of all, it was a battle for my life!

We marched on together,

The Holy Spirit, Angels and I,

With a swift stroke,

The blood sucking demon died.

"She is restored, she is well!",

Her well wishers cried!

She looked at them and smiled.

“What else did you expect, you fools!

When the son of God is by my side!