I Will Pursue You

A repost, but a favourite 🙂

The matters of the heart

I know you’re sitting there wondering
Smothering in mutterings of questions
For every day mysteries surround you
And you daily ask for strength to make it through.
I know.
I don’t know what it takes to get to
That place where I’ll get you,
In that I’ll understand the intricacies through which you were made
For you were Michelangelo’d to a angel bearing haloes
That circle around my mind.
Who are you? Why is it that my heart smiles
Every time I think about the isles
To which my love is deserted.
That on some distant shore my love is anchored
Tethered there by the will of the Saviour
That some day, in some way He’d come to our rescue.
I don’t know.
Till I figure out the latitude and longitude of these feels
The only real altitude to which this heart will steer
Is to the heavens with my…

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Real talk: What ails this city

Recently in my country there was a jail break, whereby 3 prisoners managed to escape with weapons and ammunition, rightly deemed armed and dangerous. There was a shooting near the hospital, and a police officer tragically lost his life. Working in the town myself, we were advised to leave the town and find somewhere safe; we left work early. A lot of hubbub surfaced surrounding the incident and having the anniversary of the attempted coup on our country just round the corner, (this was yesterday actually) there was a lot of reflection going on, and to say the least, we find that us in Trinidad and Tobago have a lot to work on.

This morning, there was a man begging in the street. Quite audaciously, if I do say so myself. From the information I gathered, he was in need of money to buy breakfast. Looking on from a distance, i could see passers by ignoring his flouncing appeals, jauntily waving around the one dollar that he did have at them. He wanted three dollars to purchase some doubles; a food native to our country. i had no change, so I just passed on a ten to him, and the jubilation of his gift resounded in my ears as I casually walked off. He shouted how he could get something to drink too, and I chuckled internally.

Now I have no idea of the situation that he was in, and whether he really needed the money anyway, but I still wanted to give it to him. As I walked, I recalled an instance in the Bible where Jesus was saying that when people ask things of you, to go beyond the call of duty. In retrospect of the world that we live in, and even in light of the body of Christ today, in my opinion, we suffer from a mentality that if it’s not to do with us, that we shouldn’t be bothered by it. We are not doing on to others as we would want them to do unto us. What if it was me who was hungry and begging in the street? I’d be very grateful to the guy that gave me ten dollars when I asked for three.

As human beings, as much as we hate to admit it, we need each other to survive. The very foundations of our culture were built by those who have gone on before us. Without them, we’d have no electricity; no social media, no awesomesauce recipe for fried chicken that our grandmother came up with, no clothes… life as we know it would be impossible. Some of the most successful businesses today are corporate entities, dependent on shareholders for funding. They engage in networking, and focus on employee diversity to have many different perspectives on creating innovative solutions to everyday problems. Collectively, we thrive; isolated, we die.

Why is it then that we refuse to be our brother’s keeper and love our neighbors as ourselves?

I firmly believe that if we were to as a people and a nation seek the interest of all as opposed to selfishly seeking our own, we’d be a force to be reckoned with. Until then, we’d just continue to live on with this ailment that cannot go away unless we want to to.


Come Away & Rest

Come Awake

The apostles returned to Jesus and told him all that they had done and taught. And he said to them, “Come away by yourselves to a desolate place and rest a while.” For many were coming and going, and they had no leisure even to eat. And they went away in the boat to a desolate place by themselves. | Mark 6:30-32

Verse 31 stirs my heart deeply. If ever there existed a true romantic, it was Jesus. Okay, I know that sounds a little weird… but you have to admit: it’s true. Yes, we see replicas of this love when someone gives up their life for another. Police officers, firefighters, soldiers, and even ordinary people like us perform such brave acts all the time. But never to the degree in which Jesus Himself did. He did it best. He did it completely. He did it once and for all. 

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The Job Offer

Great read! Hope you like it 😀

Come Awake

What would you do if someone gave you a really, really cool job that allowed you to travel all over the world? One with lots of risk, but even greater reward. One that would have you literally “living life on the edge.” A job that came with the perfect balance of thrills and excitement and joy and fulfillment and reward.

Sounds pretty perfect, doesn’t it? I’d jump on that offer. But what if the job had a disclaimer attached to it:

“Payment upon completion. No health insurance, no dental insurance, no luggage, no food, no monetary provisions, no accommodations. Work at your own risk.”

Would you still be so inclined to accept the offer?

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Long nights

I sleep in the dark;
Of course I do. lose my shoes just getting home…
Late night; lights bright just wanna get some some rest.
Lights off in my bed where I lie awake
I stare into the blindness beyond
The blackness whispering to me
Silencing the whirs of my head
With the hush of visual tones and hum of my fan
Stretching out my hands toward my rest.
Eyes shut.
The thing that gets me is that i can’t find the peace
To recede within my sheets but my mind bleeds
With the insecurities that keep my mind captive;
Haemorrhaging my failures of the day gone past
A mental blast of inadequacy
My delinquency imprisoning me to the solitude of my own thoughts;
Courage lost; a tear flows down my cheek.
My sentence was repentance:
Begging for the mercies from my selfish crimes
But no matter how much time I’d spent
With heart rent to pieces,
My sheets covered none of my guilt.
My pillow was no comfort to me at all
Breeze blowing my mistakes in my face
I hate this place!
My penance brought back the remnants
Of flaws long since forsaken
Clung to the corners of my heart
Anchored to my boat that sailed nowhere near dreamland
Since this night began.
I simply wasn’t good enough.

I did not deserve the consolation of slumber
But to simply lie awake, in hunger
For something better for myself;
Knowing fully well that my grimy hands
Could never deserve the beauty that my heart desired
I kindled a fire that burned me inside.
Fully convinced that the problem in this world today
Was me, I asked for mercy
Reaching out to something, anything that
Would give an ear to unclean lips
and touch these fingertips with some semblance of hope
That a heart would cope with the life that buffeted him daily.
I tossed over mildly,
Too weak to turn fully
When I saw something that somewhat stirred me.

it was a light;
Dim at first but soon blinding me
Blinding the blindness so that I can see
That though I was filthy,
That someone loved me.
My grimy hands were clasped by nail pierced ones
lips cleansed by coals and chains undone
Because of One who said He has overcome
That my inadequacies were inconsistencies
Washed away by an act that made all things new;
For I was made to be a new creature
That finds rest when heavy laden.
My sheets were stripes
my pillow a stone that was rolled away
Because of someone who died on Calvary
And rose on the third day.
Tears were dried that night,
And hearts were mended.
My bed wasn’t really that comfortable,
But in it I was comforted.
I rolled to my side,
tucked right into a dreamy daze.
A smile creased my lips as i fell asleep,
Lost within His secret place.



Hey guys! I know i’ve been reaaaallly behind on my blog posts, so I hope this makes up for it 🙂 have a great day everyone!