August 16, 2009

That's MY King... Do you know Him?




Read the text: Seven Way King

The late Dr. S. M. Lockeridge, a pastor from San Diego, California
said these words in a sermon in Detroit in 1976:

My King was born King. The Bible says He's a Seven Way King. He's the King of the Jews - that's an Ethnic King. He's the King of Israel - that's a National King. He's the King of righteousness. He's the King of the ages. He's the King of Heaven. He's the King of glory. He's the King of kings and He is the Lord of lords. Now that's my King.

Well, I wonder if you know Him. Do you know Him? Don't try to mislead me. Do you know my King? David said the Heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament shows His handiwork. My King is the only one of whom there are no means of measure that can define His limitless love. No far seeing telescope can bring into visibility the coastline of the shore of His supplies. No barriers can hinder Him from pouring out His blessing.

He's enduringly strong. He's entirely sincere. He's eternally steadfast. He's immortally graceful. He's imperially powerful. He's impartially merciful. That's my King. He's God's Son. He's the sinner's saviour. He's the centerpiece of civilization. He stands alone in Himself. He's honest. He's unique. He's unparalleled. He's unprecedented. He's supreme. He's pre-eminent. He's the grandest idea in literature. He's the highest personality in philosophy. He's the supreme problem in higher criticism. He's the fundamental doctrine of historic theology. He's the carnal necessity of spiritual religion. That's my King.

He's the miracle of the age. He's the superlative of everything good that you choose to call Him. He's the only one able to supply all our needs simultaneously. He supplies strength for the weak. He's available for the tempted and the tried. He sympathizes and He saves. He's the Almighty God who guides and keeps all his people. He heals the sick. He cleanses the lepers. He forgives sinners. He discharged debtors. He delivers the captives. He defends the feeble. He blesses the young. He serves the unfortunate. He regards the aged. He rewards the diligent and He beautifies the meek. That's my King.

Do you know Him? Well, my King is a King of knowledge. He's the wellspring of wisdom. He's the doorway of deliverance. He's the pathway of peace. He's the roadway of righteousness. He's the highway of holiness. He's the gateway of glory. He's the master of the mighty. He's the captain of the conquerors. He's the head of the heroes. He's the leader of the legislatures. He's the overseer of the overcomers. He's the governor of governors. He's the prince of princes. He's the King of kings and He's the Lord of lords. That's my King.

His office is manifold. His promise is sure. His light is matchless. His goodness is limitless. His mercy is everlasting. His love never changes. His Word is enough. His grace is sufficient. His reign is righteous. His yoke is easy and His burden is light. I wish I could describe Him to you . . . but He's indescribable. That's my King. He's incomprehensible, He's invincible, and He is irresistible.

I'm coming to tell you this, that the heavens of heavens can't contain Him, let alone some man explain Him. You can't get Him out of your mind. You can't get Him off of your hands. You can't outlive Him and you can't live without Him. The Pharisees couldn't stand Him, but they found out they couldn't stop Him. Pilate couldn't find any fault in Him. The witnesses couldn't get their testimonies to agree about Him. Herod couldn't kill Him. Death couldn't handle Him and the grave couldn't hold Him. That's my King.

He always has been and He always will be. I'm talking about the fact that He had no predecessor and He'll have no successor. There's nobody before Him and there'll be nobody after Him. You can't impeach Him and He's not going to resign. That's my King! That's my King!

Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory. Well, all the power belongs to my King. We're around here talking about black power and white power and green power, but in the end all that matters is God's power. Thine is the power. Yeah. And the glory. We try to get prestige and honor and glory for ourselves, but the glory is all His. Yes. Thine is the Kingdom and the power and glory, forever and ever and ever and ever. How long is that? Forever and ever and ever and ever. . . And when you get through with all of the ever's, then . . .Amen!



August 7, 2009

War Against Indiscipline

This is the title that came to mind when I thought about writing this...

At work recently, two ladies were talking about how they used to get disciplined when they were younger and I was a bit shocked to hear it. Me personally, I was disciplined in a non-physical way which I totally subscribe to. My mom I think may have made an attempt to slap me once for being rude to her... but it wasnt anything that left a mark... it was more like a smack to my mouth. I remember one time I did something she expressly told me not to do, and I came back and told her... foolish young as I was. So she told me to stand on the spot and start doing ma kuru ma ga. (Almost like an exercise. You stand holding your ears and you go up and you go down, over and over again). I cried so much and trust me, I didnt do such again. What did I do? I wrote a letter to my dad's sister who was visiting next door and threw it over the fence. She said she would report me to my dad because she had come visiting me a couple days before and she felt that I did not greet her. I basically told her that she could tell my dad but he would not beat me! Kai! The wisdom of a child.

I remember another time, my brother and I had a tutor and I must have done something wrong because next thing you know, the tutor brought out koboko (horse whip) to beat me with... and he did it in such a way that the buttons on my dress came loose in the back. So I went into the house and showed my mama. Mama returned with a check and released him from his duties. Talk about an incharge woman! I love my mom like no one else.

But anyways... on this day at work... the ladies were talking about how her their mom used to discipline them when they were younger... not to the point of bruising... but to the point of welting and then tell them to get in the shower because apparently, water magnifies the pain. One lady even talked about how her brother used to fidget around so much so that the mother tied him up and put a sock in his mouth and beat him! Abuse anyone? I was so shocked to hear such. I'm sure worse does happen...

What is the limit when being physical as far as discipline goes? I dont know that I will be physical with my children. I just dont know that there is a need for that. When I would misbehave, my mom would talk to me in such a way that I would be convicted on my behavior and be reduced to tears. I think you can get creative with punishment. I remember I did something as a teenager and I was made to clean the bathroom in such a way that I made sure I never repeated the offense. There was a news article recently about this lady who was arrested for dragging her kid on a leash in a store... I dont know that using a leash is the best thing to do. [Article]

Anyhoo...was jut thinking about this...
do you subscribe to being physical???

It's another friday!!!! That means it's time for another installation of my short story about Folake.
Here's an excerpt:
“Dayo” I snapped back at him. “All that yoruba you’re speaking to me is rubbish.” I got up to pace around my room. I needed to expel this energy somehow. I really did need to get to this yoga class today! It was a beautiful day outside and there were lots of things that I could be doing to enjoy it and this conversation was not going in the direction that I wanted. “How the hell can I call you, as your wife, and I don’t get a call back for almost two days?”

please check out the rest of the story HERE
all feedback/comments/suggestions will be much appreciated.

Enjoy your weekend!