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Friday, July 27, 2007

Happy BD 2 hisself!

Redeeming da time because da dayz are evil than evil itself.
Henceforth, let da pilgrim walk circumspectly,
Sober in the world, gettin outta pace with its lings!

Dilly dallyin noooo mooooo
No gettin drunk on cheap ambition
And confused by da glitter.

Havent you told yaself many a time?
You nat live by da things eyes picture
They pass away or fade...beauty, money, gals, fame, sells, status!

Set ya eyes therefore on things only da eagle heights hobnob with
Things hidden 4 eagle eyes to see.
Men who walk with they heads up in the skies
And tok with they feet down for ties.

Happy BD to you then.
This is all i can give you hommie.
WORDS FROM A HEART DESIRING DA OTHERWORLDLY.

This day aint like no other BD's...this day is prophetic and this year ushers me on a holy coaster of prophetic fulfillment. Matter of fact, i feel like this ma first day among the sons of men.

Forgettin wats behind me and pressin forward for wats bin set befoe me.
I have made mistakes in ma past years...but i thank God for the grace to learn from ma mistakes. Ma desire is not to go back to ma vomit but to walk in a constant clean act.

Ma bad to all those av wronged in many different ways and most especially to the sisters whose emotions i took for ma toy gun.
Ma bad to the hommies i tried to pimp for otha than inspire them to aspire to know God's perfect will for they lives.

Nuff love to da lady that hath loved me thru thug and T.H.U.G. You are a weak man's dream. When the block put a price on ma head u was there for me. Shed tattoo tears cas of them visions u was seein. Visions of innocence and love. I have turned ma back on you many a time but aint no warm place like home. U kno?
Thanks for da grafitti expressing the longings of yo heart and da many times u sed love to this T.H.U.G dat was kinda indifferent and hardcore 4getting ya Birthday. U are ma strength thru love!

Yea, God is carving a man outta a bouy. Age aint jus a number i bin told. Am gettin to them chocolate times.
Happy Birthday to me with ma hand on you ma plough. God forbid that i look back!!!

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Tagged Aint Hugged!

The Rules are:-
Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

Da Cypha
This is probably one of them lightest moments at S.A.G.E Church. Amma shoot two bird with one stone. First, am tryin to please them that tagged me. Second, i will try to provoke some love for my Lord and saviour especially from the young gunz dat ex-plode everyday.
8 Krazy Cool Random things bout me:
1-This is probably off da chain 4 them that earnestly desire to speak in tongues. Many times wen i pray, 80% is in tongues. It is like eating ice cream n praya ceases to be a drudgery. I guess its because many times am prayin 4 abstract things.
Tongues is ma AK 47, ma 44...
Ma faith catapaults everytime i pray in them tongues. Boldness gushes out like piped water. This is when i feel like, 'with God nothin is impossible!'

But this has had its own hard knocks. I remember after ma first course at Uni, i went to serve in ma home church for a year. I started out cleaning the church every saturday...then, settin up machines on sunday morning...then leading prayer before the service...and then worship and praise.
I wud sit befoe the Keyboard and start worshippin...then quiet tongues...then soft tongues, then loud tongues, then louder tongues and finally groanings that sometimes embarrsed 'well groomed' church folk. But in such moments, my heart would be sooo ablaze with His love and ability that i would cry out in worship.
One moment, a white lady who had been attending church complained about my 'noise' and in my innocence i was hurt. See, this came from the deepest deep of ma spirit and i was so overwhelmed everytime the spirit took me on a rolla costa into the holy of holies past the gate of praise where the congregation sung their praise.
I went to ma Pastor and shared this n he comforted me by sayin, 'Continue doing wat u do'.
At the end of ma one year, i was meant to go back to Uni 4 anutha course and the youth handed me an opportunity to be their preacha the sunday they was supposed to bless the church.
I preached on revival preperation. At the end, this same lady came up to me, gave me a chokin hug, a book on prayer and some pocket money with these words,'God hath annointed you!'

Fast rewind, before that, at some point wen i wud be leadin prayer, she would come and turn down the volume of the machines and some dude in church would come and turn it up again. One time wen this happened, she stormed outta da church but the day she sed those words, i knew God had vindicated me... or was she probably thankful that i was leavin?

The gud side:
Befoe i finshed ma first course, one of ma Lecturers with a doctorate would invite me to her home to pray with her and her only daughter. Everytime i closed ma eyes, she would whisper'pray in tongues'.
Now, this woman was krazy for the Lord. She didnt speak in tongues but everytime i opened my mouth, she told me she would be like one watching a movie. She was like a commander, tellin me wen to start and wen to stop.
Then she would narrate to me wat she was seein as i prayed in tongues. Mighty exploits. And this aint no elementary intellectual woman. She's bin scooled from da finest secular institutions of this humanistic day that seeks a religion dat dont defy logic, from Nigeria to Maryland, USA.
I didnt see nothin but with every utterance came an intensity and urgency.
For mooo on this testimony of exploits with a heavenly language, hit me!!

I LOVE SPEAKIN IN TONGUES N BLESS GOD FOR THIS GIFT! All gud gifts are from da Lord. That was loooong but stay with me.
2-Am krazy about marriage. I want to invite the devil, the flesh and the world for ma wedding. The devil dont want to see people get into marriage convenants. He knows healthy marriages breed healthy homes and these are the basic Units wea lil souljahz are raised to terrorise him. So, wen good people succeed in gettin into this convenant, he still comes to smite n seperate wat God hath put togetha. God gathaz, the devil scatters(Divorce).

If he kills you befoe yo born(befoe yo convenant)then you probably end up a homosexual or Lesbain. But marriage was never meant for a man and fellow man or woman and fellow woman. God says it is an abomination. It is not how you wea made. Nat yo genes!!

The flesh dont want you to wait and have sex wen yo married. Da flesh wants you to get laid. Abstinance aint the rule. The flesh shrinks wen u abstain but this dont mean u gonna die. Abstain!! Then wen all is said and done, the best gift you can give yo hubby is the gift of virginity. Practice its secondary but also mandatory caliber if u got laid yesternite or yester years.

The world wants you to cohabbit cos thats its bad habbit. It also wants you to be unequally yoked if you are a believer in Jesus. Shun the allure to conform to the standard of the world.
Roll with the word of God. Aiight?
All this gives me the heart to invite these three adversaries to the wedding banquet with ma miss world of ma world and to be a sign to those that follow.Marriage aint no blister, its bliss when its God's perfect will.

3-Am standing out on this one. We have heard sooo many say, they was virgins wen they got married. Let us learn to say it now without flinching. I aint been laid yet. Glory to God! This mite help the gal with a purity ring on her finga. It aint jus Elijah dat aint kissed Baal...we is in trillions lil hommie. Lets keep our zips tite. Aiight?
"I dont have a harder story, God kept me in ma youth i give Him all the glory..."
This probably will be ma testimony song wen i walk down the aisle. Am 20 some years,matter of fact am making 26 this friday the 27th of July and am ctill virgin. Bling!!!
But following Jesus' rule,"He who looks at a woman lustfully hath already committed adultery" dawg, am a criminal on that one! But i give Him all the glory and i aint counting how many years i gat left cas i aint doing time livin single, and i aint dying to marry and start havin sex.

4. Am a holy hip hopper
A perfect oxymoron for all y'all religious folks. But thats wea da testimony lieth. God catches an unholy man in an unholy world, makes him holy by the blood of the lamb, puts him bak in an unholy world and keeps him holy.Ya'll dig?
If u say hip hop is fallen, then dont dare call yoself holy cos holyU is a oxymoron.
God hath put me here wit a mic in ma hands. I embrace the positive elements of hip hop and use them for God's glory. Rock slang without bein vulgar, put on ma baggies draggin on the floor without showin ma draws. Feel me?

5 I love corns with rows but i and i dont mind a bald too!
The bible says, men should not plait their hair...eh! did i phrase it rite? The bible also says, God hath a problem with them that eat the flesh of pigs. I aint givin u them verses so u can go read the good book from genesis to revelation. Gotcha!
The problem aint in cornrows or wat u eat and flaunt. The problem is in yo heart. We major in judging minors. The guy with a marine hair cut mite turn out to be mooo criminal than the criminals. The other problem is not wanting to bend yo head for them corns to be eaten by the razor.
Kati, over Christmas, i think ma 'mama inlaw' cut me out. Some dude was barred from attending a church service cos he had cornrows. Ha ha ha! it was all over the news and the whole neighbourhood knew me as a cornrows zealot and i was spottin ma favs then. 'Mother in law' tells daughter after listening to da news, "Ogwe tomu Rass wawe?" translation, 'Isnt that yo rasta?" Hmmmm!
Some Bishop invites me to come on Nu years day and preach a sermon behind beats at his church with a condition, "Unplait yo hair first and wen yo done u can have yo corns bak!"
For me it takes money to unplait and plait considering ma hair is sooo nappy. I did that. Becoming all things to all men that i mite win sum. It turns out, this 'good bishop' in a suit and smart short hair is moo wicked than wicked hisself. I wont go thea. He is still doing evil exploits tha last i heard. This mite make me turn out 'holier than thou'. Far from it, i do have ma own closet that i open to the Lord to clean. But am krazy bout cornrows like word!

6- I love spiritual women.
For me, true beauty is a reflection of the human soul when holiness is born. It aint sahm manufactured in a facial mole or bought from a beauty parlour. Far from it. Wen u lose yo nose in an accident, u ctill wont lose yo spirituality and the fear of the Lord...this is priceless and it seperates the spice gals from the Estaz! The spiritual woman is full of regal grace!
7-I love french fries but dont dig irish potats. I dont know why. Guess am jus a junk food person. 8-Lastly but nat least. I tok too much. Rather 4 pleasure nat audition.
Sighs!!! The load is off ma chest.

Ma Taggarees-Cypha da nextday!
Ma main man, the kidd..., Val, Urban Butterfly, Meleasa, Samlady, YZee, Gerald, Duksey. Let me go tell em bout this.

Hope all y'all was a pleasure knowin me a pinch.Catch u on da crossroads. One!