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The Way 🇰🇪

Tag: Jesus

  • He Who Remains

    Mimi Ndiye 🇰🇪

    I still hide You in my Poetry
    In the coffee stained pages of my used up diary
    I keep You like my forbidden Mystery
    Along with the deep scars of Your long history
    Proof that Your pain was real exceedingly
    You’re my Hope that shines like a star steadily
    Not seen in the sunshine of prosperity
    But so Glorious in my soul’s nights of adversity
    They tried so hard to kill my Hope
    You resurrected and told them nope!
    Now my favorite poem wasn’t really my ideal
    I came to love that poem only because You did
    I am Your Poem

    ‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭2:10‬ ‭TPT‬‬
    [10] I have become His Poetry, a re-created person that will fulfill the destiny I was given, for I am joined to Jesus, the Anointed One. Even before I was born, God planned in advance my destiny and the good works I would do to fulfill it!

  • GOD said NO

    Mimi Ndiye 🇰🇪

    I asked GOD to take away my bad habit
    GOD said No, it’s not for Him to take it away but for me to give it up
    I asked GOD to make my handicapped child whole
    GOD said No, his Spirit is whole, it’s only his body that is temporary
    I asked GOD to grant me patience
    GOD said No, it is a by product of tribulations, it’s not granted but learned
    I asked GOD to give me happiness
    GOD said No, He gives me blessings, happiness is up to me
    I asked GOD to spare me from pain
    GOD said No, suffering draws me apart from worldly cares and brings me closer to Him
    I asked GOD to make my Spirit grow
    GOD said No, I must grow on my own, but He will prune me to make me fruitful
    I asked GOD for all things that I may enjoy life
    GOD said No, He gives me life so that I may enjoy all things
    I asked GOD to help me LOVE others just as much as He loves them
    GOD said Yes. That my Son, I will Always Do.

  • Flamed Mercy

    Mimi Ndiye 🇰🇪

    I don’t always wait on You
    But please wait for me LORD
    Because when You leave me
    I will be so heartbroken
    I will be deeply hurt
    And I will be broken

  • Good Shepherd

    Mimi Ndiye 🇰🇪

    I am the thorn in your crown

    I am the sweat from your brow
    I am the nail in your wrist
    I am Judas's kiss
    But You love me anyway

  • A Letter to God

    Mimi Ndiye 🇰🇪

    Dear Jesus
    How am I supposed to describe You
    When I’m a spiritual infant myself
    Lately it feels like You’re too busy
    Hanging out in Heaven above outer space
    So I take this pen and pages
    And I write until I’m out of space
    This is my art, my release to release
    That day when we finally get to meet
    I’m going to fall at Your feet
    LORD You should know You’re all I need
    Only You rushed swiftly to my rescue
    While the devil was busy hurting me
    Hushed the demons murdering murmuring
    Who thought it was the death of me
    You said that I’ll have Joy and Peace
    But that’s hardly what it’s been
    I’ve still got long silent battles
    That I don’t want people to see
    I tried but failed to make things right
    Yet you kept on reminding me day & night
    That You made me for a fight
    Sometimes I get so busy hating on me
    That I fail to see You still loving me
    I read Your Word and find stories of great men
    Talking of a King who saved their lives
    And it’s why I’m here writing to You
    Because I know You’re the very same One
    Who still keeps on saving mine
    P.S: Thank You

  • Do you know?

    Mimi Ndiye 🇰🇪

    Do you know
    Do you understand
    That you represent Jesus to me
    That when you treat me with gentleness
    It raises the question in my mind
    That maybe He is gentle too
    That maybe He isn’t someone
    Who laughs when I am hurt
    That when you listen to my questions
    And you don’t laugh at them
    I think, What if Jesus is interested in me too?
    That when you talk about arguments
    And conflicts from your past
    I think, Maybe I’m just a regular person
    Instead of a bad, no-good spoiled brat
    Who deserves all the misery he gets
    If you care about me
    I think maybe He cares too
    And then there is this flame of hope
    That burns on the inside of me
    And for a certain while
    I am afraid to breathe
    Because it might go out
    Do you know
    Do you understand
    That your words are His words
    That your face, His face
    To someone like me
    Please be who you say you are
    Please, God, don’t let this be another trick
    Please let this be real
    Please
    Because you represent Jesus to me

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