The Physician

Christ is a physician, and He is the best there is. Whatever disease afflicts the believer, he has the remedy to heal. I have never known one stricken believer who is sealed with the Holy Spirit that did not enter heaven after death.

O poor Christian, are you sick? Come to the great physician who can heal your soul. Only come to him and trust him as you lay on your sickbed. Sleep well for it is Christ who is watching over you. He is a great physician that has never failed to heal a patient.

It is He who binds up the brokenhearted and washes away our sins. He restores our souls. Whatever soul surgery you are in need of, come to Christ who can restore both the body and the soul. See, He is a shepherd for his sheep, and if he would go through great troubles to find a lost sheep, how much more will he cater to those sheep that are sick and come to him for nourishment. I have never heard of Christ casting away the sick that came to him in humility. Such is His heart that He wept for those that bruised him.

And He prays for you and intercedes for you. What can death do but carry you into His everlasting presence. What can sickness do but bring you closer to His table where He will comfort you. O great physician my life is in your hands and unto you I commit my body and spirit.

K.Oni

Outreach

I went to a conference not too long ago, and at this conference, they went out to speak to people about the gospel. When we came back people began to say what had happened on their mission and many said that many believed and accepted Jesus. In speaking about the responses they emphasized the decision and the saying of the sinner's prayer.

K.Oni

The writings of Sunny Caane

Dear Sunny

The only way for me to meaningfully engage is to care and I must make sure that I care from the start; so when someone is talking to me, let me take deep care in their thoughts.

K.Oni

The writings of Sunny Caane

Dear Sunny

I saw recently, well about six months ago one whom my eyes beheld long ago. Her name now escapes me and I remember counseling her, well not that deep but more of an encouragement about her friend who passed away, and I comforted her with the word of God, telling her of His comfort and love. If I was to ask her what her fondest memory of me was, I wonder what she would say.

K.Oni

The sanity she gives

Her golden hair streamed in the glean of the pleasant rays-
Wonderful, wonderful, the birds marvel.
And my eyes swayed not from her engaging path -
O, for love, I am in love
And I fear ten million more are
Ebbed in the flows of her gratifying ways.
That I the lowest of them all,
Like grass the last to feel the sun's radiant warmth
Would receive only the residue of her light.
But fear not I, fear not I
For the moments of joy, enjoyed when in
Long or short, imagining our time,
Not in lust but love and trust,
Side by side, favouring God's dove upon us.
O, the sanity she gives
My Esther and Rachel
And I Abraham and Jacob to her!

K.Oni

A brave deep

She has a wonderful face
Artistic and elaborate in all her ways.
A brave deep lingers over me
To walk over and say what I want to say.

K.Oni

I cannot go beyond good and evil!

I'm looking for God
I'm looking for love.
I guess that God gave it
When He sent His only Son.
But did He die for me?
Did He live for me?
Or was I excluded?
Did he pass me by?
Did I really believe?
Or was my past enthusiasm
Just a product of my imagination.
Where are you O God,
If indeed you are alive -
Or was the mad man right
When he proclaimed that God has died.
If this is true - why can't I be
Free of my conscience?
I cannot go beyond good and evil!

K.Oni