Friday 30 October 2015

Noah's Ark - Heaven's Questions

When I get to heaven
I'd like to ask God some questions
Though I'm told they may not be important then
It doesn't hurt to record them here in pen

When I get to heaven
I'd ask God about Noah's ark
The mysteries about the flood
That I've no concrete answers for

"God, what did You feed
The lions with?
Really what did they eat
During the rains
During the calm but flood-filled days?
Did You make them
Vegetarians as some people claim
So they ate some of the stored up grain?
Or did You bring carcasses near the ark
So Noah and his family drew them out
To feed the hungry lions and all the other carnivores?
Is that what You really did, Lord?
Did You make Noah fish all day
For herring, and dolphins and the great whales?
Is that what You fed the carnivores with
As the days passed from the ark within?

"O Lord, what about the crocodiles?
Did they march in pair per species into the ark?
Or did they swim around all that time
Just waiting for the waters to subside?
Or by then were they simply water beings
And not the land-water reptiles we now see?
And oh, with the water-land reptiles, I'll ask about the amphibians too
Were they in the ark through and through?
Or did they join the team on board
Like how they do now when they come ashore?
Or had they not evolved to this recent state?
Was the time of the flood just enough for them to wait?"

Someone would say it won't matter it to me
When we meet in heaven these questions I speak
But Lord, if it still does I can't wait to hear
Your answers to my questions that have been penned here

Biblical reference: Genesis 6 - 8

Welcome to our Facebook lives - one of my Facebook Frolics

20th September, 2015 at 20:28
Can you imagine I didn't finish writing this
I guess it had to be so with a mistaken hit
So since it's up already I'd just end my write
You may add your own in the comments, likes, or in your mind
Incomplete or not, we're all here living at least one of it......
Welcome to our Facebook lives


20th September at 20:23
Welcome to our Facebook lives
Where we feel we tell the truth and others seem to lie
Put up posts and sometimes wait for the likes
Often judge others by the posts they shared but didn't write
Find lost friends, and make true ones too
Wonder why we ever 'friended' you
We can enjoy the comments more than the post
Share our best pictures, tag those who may comment most
Connect with family we never really knew
Let everyone know we know the truth
Seek solace from the world when it's hard for us to bear
Act like we do or we don't really care
We have all the solutions to the issues of this life
Whether it's football or politics, we know just what's right
Our spirituality peaks and so does our carnality
Our freedom of speech is not always meant for conformity
Everyone has some idea of what's going on with us
Apart from what we've omitted or what our friends forgot to post
The causes we follow are as strong as our hashtags
But sometimes much stronger or weaker than that

Wednesday 28 October 2015

Thankful - one of my Facebook Frolics

And God looked down
Picking me up from the ground
Standing before Him now
I can do none but bow down
Our God reigns in majesty...
To Him be all the glory
Peace in the storm
Weak, He's made me strong
Thankful I am alive today
To live to sing His praise
Favour I never asked for
Reward I never worked for
Forgiveness I did not deserve
My privilege is to Him serve
All glory to Him I give
Because of Him I live
Our God compassionate
On You, for You, I wait


15th August, 2011

Thursday 22 October 2015

Ladies in fine dress, who caused the mess?

Yes I will say it, and say it again
Didn't I only see fine ladies at this hotel?
Ladies of beauty, dignity or both
Ladies in nice dresses or of speech that's grown
Ladies never associated with character unrefined
So what is this eyesore that takes me by surprise?
Who could have caused these messes in a place so clean
Who disgraced their nice dresses or were just plain mean
So I didn't see you do it, and surely no one else
But come on, Girl, would you in your own home create such mess??
Disregard for the cleaners who must protect employers' reputation
Disrespect for the Ladies who will come after you
Disgracing your sweet mother, I believe she taught you the right to do
Disjoint from your appearance and your private activation
Sigh, I sigh, this was sad but real
Unfortunately I am the one to face the ordeal
Funny enough it's not just Ladies in fine dresses
Graceful or regal in the public of fine places
What do we do when no one's around?
No one to point or make accusing sounds?
No one but God Who sees it all?
No one but God Who doesn't gossip to all?
No one to expose our hidden thoughts to the world?
No one to report our communal crimes to the world?
What do we do when no one is there?
Do we in our 'fine dresses' really truly care?


For there is nothing hidden that will not be disclosed, and nothing concealed that will not be known or brought out into the open.
(Luke 8:17 - NIVUK)





Wednesday 21 October 2015

Fires in the night sky - one of my Facebook Frolics

Fires in the night sky
A yellow moon made glorious by swift clouds
The sound of the neighbour's banana leaves
In the evening wind
A mysterious twist by imagination...
Birthed the flames I see tonight
Surrounding the beautiful celestial being:
Sweet moon rather intimidating
The yellow bulb and its light
Through the open bathroom door
Stealing into the darkness
Whilst I lay stomach down not far from the floor
Reminding me of God's creations
And His wonderful gift of imagination
That all came to mind
By the fires in this night's sky


Wednesday, 1st July, 2015

Monday 19 October 2015

Something challenging - one of my Facebook Frolics

Nana Akwasi Awuah ... I stole your post for this...

Just in case anyone can't read my Sunday-best handwriting in the picture, here's a typed version:

Sunday, 20/09/15...

 So I decided to do something challenging today. Pick someone's post on Facebook and illustrate it in ink on this sheet. Here goes:

"Some of the rich clients are the unassuming traders at Makola. They are the real definition of middle class
‪#‎PersonalExperience‬"

- Nana Akwasi Awuah

Hopeful - one of my Facebook Frolics

So I wonder why I hang on to you
When your present actions make me cry
Why I feel there's hope
When you've obviously left our past behind
Is this faith or foolishness...
Forgiveness or denial
I keep wondering why
I have no answers
And since I can't seem to say no to this hope
I still cry silently as you keep passing me by
Since I'd rather not grow up and grow cold
My heart still bleeds from hope sick but alive


Tuesday, 22nd September, 2015 at 22:46

Black cat - one of my Facebook Frolics

Sly black cat
Lurking in the shadows
Ready to spit, ready to pounce
Aggressive for her prey
Sorry little prey...
You're right in her way
She'll slit you open without mercy
She will claw at you with her sorcery


Scared black cat
See how her eyes widen
See how her catwalk failed to impress
So she must attack each natural empress
See how she panics in the cold
The silent cold where she can't be told
How black a cat she is
Because her bridges she has burnt
And continues to burn

Sad black cat
I feel no anger towards you anymore
I just feel sad for you, that's all
Your insults are a sign of weakness not dominance
Your sly ways an indicator of lack of confidence not brilliance
Dependence on what's wrong to get ahead
Your strengths you lay to rest
In the shrouded bosom of craftiness

Poor black cat
I will pray for you tonight
For Jesus Christ to shine His light on you
Even as He does on me too
He saw the dark place I once was as a cat like you
His grace and mercy kept and keep drawing me out

Little black kitten
It's not over till He's done
Soon the darkness will be overcome
I just pray He shines in me when you're mean to me or them

O poor lonely kitten
Forgive my defensiveness
Jesus never taught us this ruthless retaliation
But to love as He loved us
He loved me in my wrong
I'll love you too with all I've got
Black cat black cat
Jesus today in my heart has won
We have more days ahead
And I know His work is not yet done

Sly cat
Scared cat
Sad cat
Poor cat
Lonely kitten
Jesus's kitten
I will love you too
Even though I admit it's now naturally hard for me to do

Signed
A cat once like you...

Choices - one of my Facebook Frolics

I wanted to tell you my shortcomings
But did not
You'd use it against me in my vulnerability
I wasn't going to endure that again
I wanted to say I was sorry...
But did not
You'd rub it in my face how wrong I'd always been
I wasn't going to endure that again
I wanted to be true about my fears
But did not
You'd question my trust and be upset with my confessions
I wasn't going to endure that again
I wanted to say how you had hurt me
But did not
You'd make it clear how inconsiderate I was
I wasn't going to endure that again


I wanted to make things right
But could not
I'd burnt our bridges and built my own wall
All I could feel was the pain

We lost what we had
Not because it was bad
Just imperfect as life will always be
And we both chose to react inappropriately

In the memory of what could have been
I will not
Repeat the mistakes that brought us here
We can't endure this again
With my bloodied pride and fractured ego
I will not
Choose the easy defensive but the humiliating restorative
We will get past this useless drain
We will, we will get past this useless drain

The sun will shine beyond the rain
Character will rise above the cane
Though what we have will not be the same
We'll leave this place in history
As a sign of our victory
We will dance again, together we'll dance again

Wednesday, 14th October, 2015

Epiphany - one of my Facebook Frolics

I look more like my Dad
Than I thought I ever had...

Auntie Emelia you were so right yesterday
Glasses and hair out of the way
There's nothing farther from the truth
No wonder pictures with my contacts never 'felt' as good
It was me I saw but too much in my mother's light
No wonder they never looked 'just right'

Paradigm shift if you ask me
Now I see my Dad
They aren't in the least bad
Actually very pretty with a touch of mischief... lol...

Perception does a lot to the human mind
Misaligned pedestals can even make things look like a crime
Knowing the truth really sets free

Now you see my Dad, now you see me

I still look like my Mum, no doubt about that
I just hadn't really realised and accepted this particular fact
Shock, I'm in shock, wouldn't you be?
If you realised how you look so so suddenly??

It's a pleasant surprise
For that I won't lie
Now I know resemble this man whom I adore
In looks, in personality and so much more

Oh my goodness, I think I'm still in shock
Talk about discovering a chip off the old block

Epiphany...

Tuesday 13 October 2015

Deceived by the Driver

Yesterday, I boarded a taxi at the junction of my house headed to Sakumono junction. If you are familiar with my area, you would know that taxis on two different routes pass there. The first route ends at 18junction or taxi rank or KFC as it's been recently referred to. The second route follows the first route but ends at Sakumono junction which is about 2mins drive away from KFC if you discount a delay at the traffic light at Spintex junction. So how does one know if a taxi is going to Sakumono junction or will end its journey at KFC? Simple. The driver points downwards if headed to KFC only or points eastward if headed to Sakumono junction. The potential passenger points same so that the right taxi stops for him/her to board.
So yesterday I pointed eastward, as is the norm, and watched a number of 18junction taxis pass me by. Finally one taxi stopped for me after emphatically pointing eastward. I boarded, greeted him and gave him my fare. He had trouble finding change so I told him I could wait till we got to the station at Sakumono junction so he could get some for me. Funny enough, to cut out extra detail, when he got to KFC he announced that this was his last stop and handed me GH₵9.00 as change. I expressed my disappointment at this action of his and reminded him that he stopped to let me board when I had clearly indicated where I was going. His defense? That's why he gave me GH₵9.00 instead of the accepted GH₵8.60 .
Now what made this all upsetting to me is though it may be a 2min drive from KFC to Sakumono junction, it cost GH₵1.00 or sometimes GH₵1.20 complete this distance via taxi. Even more annoying, it cost GHC1.40 from my junction to KFC and GHC1.60 from my junction to Sakumono junction. This taxi driver was in effect telling me to find my own way at a GH₵0.40 or so loss because he decided to change his mind along the way and breach our initial 'agreement'. The principle was definitely getting to me more than the actual monetary loss. To add to that, I had to cross two busy roads to get to the stop that would get me a second vehicle to Sakumono junction. I could have walked briskly for about 12mins to Sakumono junction but I had neither the time or energy to make the journey in the 2pm scorching sun. So I guess you could understand my frustration and my not appreciating this taxi driver's 'goodwill' and 'restitution' for the inconvenience he was causing me.
My protests fell on deaf ears and I was left to make my way to the next stop upset. I stood at the stop for a while and waited for a vehicle heading to Sakumono junction. Finally I got a trotro, which charged me GH₵0.60 . Though that wasn't cheap by trotro standards I learnt something:
  Life seems to be full of taxi drivers
     who deceive us - intentionally or not -
     and shortchange us in the present
     for their own convenience
  But God allows us to meet trotro drivers
     that prevent us
     from suffering our feared loss
     in the end.
I paid GHC1.60 for the trip to Sakumono junction, the same amount I intended to spend for the trip in a Sakumono junction bound taxi from my junction.
Who are the drivers in your life? A boss, a friend, a parent, a landlord, a system, a debtor, a colleague in another department, an in-law, a pastor, a daughter, a subordinate, a creditor, a stranger? Who? Inconveniences or not, God does have a way of allowing us to reach our expected end.
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.
(Jeremiah 29:11 - KJB)
The next time a driver causes me to change course, I'll remember God's promise of an expected end.
And you? What about you?

Tuesday 6 October 2015

Established, not discarded - burnt to ashes and purified gold

Have you ever planned your day with so much detail but in the end everything ended up differently than you had planned? Well I have, countless of times. I'm mostly reminded of this verse when such happens:


A man's heart plans his way: but the LORD directs his steps.
(Proverbs 16:9, King James 2000 Bible)


Looking up the verse, I found this version which really excites me:


The heart of man plans his way, but the LORD establishes his steps.
(Proverbs 16:9, ESV)


I'm used to understanding it this way: Never mind, Ofosua, your plans don't matter. God's plans do so He'll mess yours up anyway. Just trust Him, He's God. However the latter translation shifts the conversation a bit to: Don't be frustrated, Ofosua, your plans do matter to God so that's why He's establishing your steps in a better way than you planned to. Just trust Him, He's God.


It's such a wonder and such a comfort knowing and reminding myself that God is in control of every situation and has my desires at heart. That He is the God of the universe Who is interested in my thoughts and perfecting the execution of my plans in a way that brings honour and glory to Him. He just doesn't discard them for His, He establishes them beyond my wildest dreams.


Now to Him Who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
(Ephesians 3:20-21, NIV)


So the next time I am tempted to think my plans just went up in flames before God, maybe I could reconsider it as my plans just passed through God's refining fire. It'll definitely appear on the other side established in pure gold and not burnt into ashes.


And you, what about you?