There is a place for me

There is a place for me 
A place unbroken, 
Unbounded by my own reserve.

K.Oni

What have I done with your amazing grace?

I have wasted my days and nights in frivolity, in play, in indulging my fleshly appetites. I ought to have been busy in prayer in cultivating the fruits of the Spirit. I should have indulged in the scriptures, in the psalms and joined in with the melody of angels and saints above. Instead, I have been found wanting in righteousness. O, good, God! What have I done with your amazing grace? Is there still grace for me!

K.Oni

Jesus Christ is the treasure of my heart

  I am now going to live in such a way that shows that Jesus Christ is the treasure of my heart, that is that he is going to be the thing that I enjoy most in this world, for in the next world, yea, in the hereafter, he is my eternal portion, yea the whole Godhead. So, as I live from now, I am going to be an awesome spectacle for the angels, demons, and men that I am one who is truly sold out for Christ and his glory. I am not living to do my bid but his bidding. I have lived thus far a life that can be counted as dung for I have lived for myself and a little for Christ. But now I will cloth myself in righteousness and go about doing everything for his glory. This is indeed a lofty task, an ambition set up to fail and indeed so, but I am entirely dependent on the Power of the Holy Spirit and the daily mercies of my heavenly Father to see me through. I am secured in Christ, I am secured in his love. I just hate that I give myself to unrighteousness rather than righteousness. This is to be no more. And may you use me my good master in whatever way you please.


K.Oni

Let me see his beauty and more

Let me see his beauty and more,
As I do my duty until I reach the shore
Of everlasting, of the never-ending days
Of glory, wrapped in eternal love.
O my King, the faithful One,
Comfort me with your words of love,
I weep for the days I have grieved thee
I thank you for forgiving me.
May I rest in your love and more
And I'll carry my cross until I reach your shores.

K.Oni

Miscellanies 105

Thank you God for saving me. Thank you for loving me with an everlasting love. My soul rejoices at your warmth. I know that you will never forsake me. You are my rock of ages, the One whom I depend on. You are my defender, you are my love. May I live a life worthy of the life in which you have called me. I am nothing, but out of nothing, you create beautiful things. I am yours and you are mine. May I live each day in sweet fellowship, always feeling the joy of my salvation and the radiance of your love.

K.Oni 

Miscellanies 104

I love to be in heaven, to be in that place where there is already a room prepared for me. I wonder what awaits me in the room if indeed I will spend much time there except to sleep. Each day will I see Jesus or will I be with the angels conversing about all things until it is my turn to come before the throne? O wonderful days are to come, that now my hospitality will not be cold but warm and friendly to all. My time here on this earth will also be spent in pleasing God and loving humanity. There is all kind of evils on this earth and it is indeed an awful thing. In heaven and in the new earth, suffering will reside in hell and will have no place in paradise. Injustice will be dead!

K.Oni

I knew a sad boy

I knew a sad boy who no longer thought much about this world. His gaze was always towards heaven, towards the light. But he didn't think of heaven as a physical place where existence continues long into the night, but his heaven was nothingness. He saw his life at present to be meaningless and wanted his flickering flames to be blown out as one blows out the light of a candle. He longed for this nothingness, for this non-conscienceness in the dark. His nights were spent blowing out candles in the darkness of his room whilst he spent his days by the river gazing at the sky. He was all alone, he had no desire for friendship or fellowship. He was altogether happy in his sadness. I spoke to him on a few occasions to try to wake him to the present but he always hugged me and said that he will never change. It was such a pity for he was a winsome boy, one who had an air of greatness about them and undoubtedly would have done this world some good. But he longed for nothingness.

K.Oni