Note: This post is specifically as per request and that is why I have not reviewed the music and uploads herein. (I can do that later.)
Guys, here is a full download of Lecrae's latest album Anomaly released this year plus a bonus track they gave out for free on Reach Records website.
There is also WhatsApp+ for guys who've been requesting that I post a link.
Stay blessed.
Bonface Morris.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Friday, October 17, 2014
Writer’s Block
Well, the funny thing is that I don’t
have what to write about today; oh, and
most funny about it all is that I am going to
force myself to write about not being able to write [at all] and stuff like
that.
Well,
(again, you’ll have to get used to me now when I use this awesome word), if you
are into developing habits, or at one time or another you have had a chance to
know how habits are developed, you have probably already read somewhere (or
have been yelled at by some “expert” at a seminar as you yawned yourself away
before lunch break) that you can learn anything and come to making it part of
your character in 21 days. 21 days? Yeah, that’s how they get us all duped. You
can’t learn anything and become good at it in 21 days. (Yeah unless it is
involving food, movies or having a good time). I’ve tried it buddies. It has
never worked. (At least for me.)
Side note: I think there should also be another cliché
teaching us on how to unlearn things in such and such a number of days.
*Sigh* And they surely (whoever does this bad stuff to us good people) will get
us all derailed from the awesomeness of not knowing too much useless stuff.
Anyway,
because I have just realized that I have never learned anything in 21 days (which
is spectacular because I don’t want to be part of the crowd that qualifies such
an Ipsos Synovate thingy - they always lie to us anyway), I now embark
on justifying my point: you don’t have to learn anything in 21 days, and that
you can actually enjoy writer’s block and learn from it instead of being
stressed and brought down by it. Yes, you don’t have to be demeaned by your own
makings and unmaking(s).
Another side note: You laymen (ahem) don’t know how demeaning
it is to know that you can’t just get stuff and words and things to write about
even when you really want to, and that it has been happening to you for kinda
since your dad send you pocket money (oh, brilliant, now you get it.)
Back
to the road...
There
are quite a number of habits I have learned without even learning. There are.
Quite a lot. Really. My bandwagon of such habits consists of things like waking
up late. Come on, don’t give me that eye roll. We were never ever (ahem)
taught how to wake up late. None of us was. Did you learn it in 21 days? Naaah,
I don’t think so. You didn’t have to.
Okay,
the smart ones amongst us may now be having an argument at this point and may
be having an avalanche towards telling me, “Those ‘experts’ are actually
talking about good habits, Morris!” Oh, good. Great. Well and good, I have a
surprise for you. My bandwagon has got good habits too. Check this one out: we
have learned how to avoid and deal with criticism in so many ways, and it did
not take 21 days. We keep learning and unlearning it. This is life - learning and
unlearning habits.
Habits
like reading our Bibles have been developed over differing periods of time.
Other bad but unprecedented habits include writer’s block, which only requires
one or two occasions and you are an expert at it (and the period of learning it
is never actually 21 days.) Habits like believing in something (having Faith)
and loving people unconditionally take a much longer time to learn and adopt to
(ask Thomas and married people about it). Others like unfaithfulness and
infidelity can occur in milliseconds.
So
what am I trying to say? I am saying that each one of us has a way and a period
within which we may study, learn and adopt to a given habit. We do it
differently for different habits.
The
habit we are trying to deal with here is writer’s block (oh, actually, some may
say that it is a condition). We learn it over time, get used to it and
eventually make it part of us. It doesn’t just occur. We nurture and cultivate
it (just as we do with other good or bad habits) over a given period of time.
...........................................................
The
thing about writing that is also common with other arts is that it takes time
for you to develop your style - your own genre so to say - in any piece of art.
As long as you are not trying to duplicate someone else’s style, you remain
relevant; but if you are trying to wear another person’s shoes, know that that
is the beginning of your fall. We can never fit in anyone else’s shoes, no
matter how big or small.
Writer’s
block is a result of many things, but the main point is this: you are a writer,
and you either don’t have what to write about so you are now scared of "the blank page" or you don’t feel like writing
[at all]. (And this applies to all artists, by the way.)
So
how do we deal with it?
On
a light note, you can overcome it through the following ways (oh you can);
1. Visiting your blog or that folder you save your write-outs in
somewhere on your laptop or phone or tablet, staring at the awesome posts you
have already posted, sighing, counting them again, sighing a second time, closing
the folder and congratulating yourself: “Yaaay,
I am a ninja...!!” It won’t change a thing but it may help. Really.
2. Get to Google and type “How to overcome writer’s block in
21 days...” After that, stare at the search results, click on a few links,
click back, re-read an article, smile about it, do a few Opera or Chrome
keyboard shortcuts just to prove to and remind your awesome self that you
have acquired ninja status and go on with your miserable writing-less
life. Yes, go on with your life, buddy. We won’t judge you. After all, the pen,
the keyboard, the screen, the energy, the brain, the sacrifice to write and so
forth and so on are all yours. We won’t judge you, I promise.
3. Post to your social media platforms something like this: “I
need to do something about not writing... It’s been a long time” and wait
for the ooooooohhhs and aaaaaaahhs that arise. Argue with friends
a little to why you are not writing and then just disappear from the comments.
You are the bause, remember, you are the bause.
4. Mourn about it until you fall asleep or until you become
hungry and eat it away. Of course you’ll add weight due to binge eating. And of
course that’s another bad habit you’re slowly developing...
Or,
on a serious note, you can do the following;
1. Try to understand when and why you stopped writing.
Is it a problem you can overcome or do
something about? Then do it. Is it a problem with a change of environment and
as a result you are still trying to acclimatize or is it a change of friends
and the work-space? Inspiration differs depending with our environments,
achievements and the challenges we encounter along the way. These things may be happening to us or to the people around us. I may stop
writing or my style of writing may switch swiftly from one to another depending
on people around me and the things I see, touch, smell, think about, feel, like
and love from moment to moment and day to day: was I previously single? Am I
still single? Am I from a broken relationship? Have we clashed with God or are
we in good terms? Am I married? Do I now have kids e.t.c. These things redefine
art. A lot. And writing is not a exception.
2. Ask your writing friends about how they overcome the block.
Birds of the same feather flop
together (Experts et al), remember? At a personal level, I deal with
mine by doing exactly what I am doing today... Writing about it. But best of
all, I have so many unfinished writing mini-projects and I always use one or
two of them to get me back up again. Once I contribute to a certain topic I was
addressing somewhere in the underground, everything else (my thought process,
my grasp for inspiration and my passion) just falls in place. Someone else may
give you a point or two to help you pick yourself up again.
3. Stop believing that lie that you can undo the block in
21 days.
This is not some sort of theory, my
friend. Writing is serious business, so if you don’t want to do it (or you
don’t feel thrilled doing it), it will take you 21 years to get anything done.
Yes, 21 years or even more. Mark my words. (I actually have a certain writing project
that has stayed untouched for four years... and I am still counting...) Yeah,
this thing is real.
4. Take advantage of modern technology.
Own a notebook (paper, if you are all
conventional and stuff), a phone with a note-taking app, a tablet or a laptop
with note-taking apps that sync across all platforms
(phone-tablet-laptop/desktop). This way, you can start writing something on one
platform and finish it off elsewhere once you get the time and opportunity.
What mostly contributes to our failure to write - that is if we have not befriended
technology - is when an idea chips in and we don’t note it down, or we note it on
a piece of paper which gets lost, gets torn or gets rained on thus losing information
and leaving us with an overwhelming sense of helplessness.
5. Stop wanting to be like someone else.
Admire people’s work, but stick to
your own style. Read a lot yeah, but don’t duplicate someone’s writing style
into your own. You are prone to fail if you do so. The weird thing about art is
that counterfeits don’t last long, so stop being one. Yes, counterfeits,
copy-cats and wannabes never bounce back after a burnout or after the block creeps
in.
6. Manage your time well.
There is always time to write and
there is always time to rehearse. Always. If you are passionate about it, you
will always find time. You only need three hours (at most) to write something
exponential i.e. you write the whole unedited script of three pages (of a Word document
of course) in 1 hour, edit it in the next 30 minutes, go walk for 20 minutes to
clear up your head, come back and review it anew for 40 minutes or so before
posting it or stacking it on top of other writings your already have. You can
spread the 3 hours across a week by getting to write at least 30 minutes a day.
You don’t need 21 days, you just need 30 minutes per day for a lifetime.
7. Don’t judge yourself so harshly when you aren’t able to write
for a while, but congratulate yourself when you do.
You do this for a while and you come
to realize that there is nothing that works better in art than self-motivation.
Motivate yourself to achievement or die seeking for compliments from ghosts.
:-)
8. Don’t write nothing if you have nothing to write.
It is better you shut up and write nothing
than fill up people’s faces and minds with unrefined art. There is nothing as
bad as everyone wondering, “Oh Morris, who really forced you to write that?” Or
“You could have prepared more, man. We’d appreciate more if you did so!!”
Preparation and research are key to perfecting any gift or talent, so
thoroughly work on them before spreading your block woes to everyone
else around you.
9. You don’t have to figure out the beginning to the end of what
you want to write about - nobody does that all the time.
You just have to see the beginning, a
little of the middle (the body) and some part of the end of the work of art. If
you wait to see the whole thing before embarking on writing, you may actually
end up seeing nothing hence write nothing.
10. Never
procrastinate your writing time. Ever.
Writing, like every other art,
requires discipline and consistency in order to achieve great (not just good)
results. Once you break this order of things, you are likely to fall off really
fast. (Ask me about it.)
11. Don’t restrict
yourself to one style of writing.
Art, unlike science, is always
exploratory and changing. The Shakespearean style of writing can e revived
today if we choose to. We can write the same things in many different ways... And
as I always say, “Writers and movie-makers are gods...”, there is nothing
that a writer can’t possibly do to his/her style or the very things they
address in their works of art. So go on and make yourself a god with
your work being your creation...
Until
next time,
Bonface Morris.
Monday, October 13, 2014
Nothing
Yo man, yo gal
So you think you are nothing?
Wait, do you really think you are nothing?
Nothing can't breathe, and nothing can't read what I'm writing
Nothing can't tread the earth, and nothing can't bleed with life
Nothing ain't nuthin'
Listen bruh, and listen bae...
There is a tale I used to hear of old, of near-old
Buddies used to shout and sing it all over
It went somethin' this;
"Yo, there ain't no way somebody's gonna roll
And roll really deep
Yeah, deep like pizzas down the raw yo
Without being sumthin
To roll like you really rolling, you gotta be sumthin
And you ain't gotta be sumthin by being nothing
Nothing ain't nuthin..."
Later, I realized this;
There's a time when one thinks they are nothing
And they depend on men and women to validate their worth
And they worship them
For they long for the filling of that emptiness and the scraping away of nothingness
And loneliness and ill relationships creep into their lives while trynna be something
They travail in the agony of nothingness
And plead with mankind to fill their emptiness
Men trample on their worth and feed on it
Women drink their blood and spit on their cloth
Exhaustion, regret, pain and blackmail take their toll
Hatred, dishonesty, imbalance and low self esteem create their fall
Leaving them without meaning and with a destiny forged by the arms of men...
But ain't they something?
Wain't we all created in God's awesomeness? In His image?
Ain't we, therefore, all awesome?
Listen...
We may all want to justify our being "nothing" by our levels of education:
That we have not stepped in a school to receive even the most basic education
Or we may want to define our lives by our failures (and they are many)
Or see ourselves through the eyes of others: the words they've told us, the curses they've hurled at us and the betrayals they have made us experience
Or because of where we have come from: our "fallen" families, the divorces around us and all our failed relationships
Or that all our days we've been being told that we are useless and nothing
And we let drugs define us
And people, and our weaknesses, and pride, and arrogance, and selfishness
And sorrow, and anger, and fury, and unforgiveness and grudges
All in the name of trying to escape being the nothing we've been told we are
But does all this matter?
Does it change our feeling of being nothing?
Does it make us feel worthy, wanted or even better?
Does it draw new portraits of reality: the reality of who we TRULY are?
Does living to satisfy other people's demands of us make us better?
It ain't nuthin
We can't define ourselves through nuthin-ness
We can't thrive if we remain wanting to define our lives through the words and actions of the people around us
It ain't nuthin
Pain will still hold us captive
We will still live in unbelief
Stress will still make us less positive
Life will still give us reasons to find no relief
People will still find us uninteresting
And we will die with blame games and be buried nothing
Listen...
We need to turn around and stop hurting ourselves and paining those we love
I need to do so, you need to do so
Until we realize we are something in God's eyes,
Until we define ourselves through His eyes: how awesome, beautiful, worthy, loved, cared for... we are
Man will never satisfy our crave for identity...
And we'll die nothing, for nothing
It is in God, in Christ, that all our experiences with men unfold our worth
It is only in Him where our pains and our regrets are turned to worth
He clothes us into something, into His children
And He calls us by name;
"Morris, er, (fill in your name), you are something to me
I gave up myself, my life, for you
I love you... I have always loved you with an unfailing love...
I won't give up on you...
Come to me child, I will never give up on you...
You are something to me - you are my child... you can't be nothing to me..."
To sum up, here's Lecrae's outro from Nuthin'
Hey man, the way I see it
I think we were made for mor
Than just, ya know, the simple things that we aspire toward
We were made for more than just telling stories about
How much money we can get by selling poison to people
It's time to talk about who we are and who we can be
And we need to build each other up and not put each other down
I feel like we not talking about nothing right now
And here is Francesca Battistelli's own words in He Knows My Name;
I don't need my name in lights
I'm famous in my Father's eyes
Make no mistake, He knows my name...
That's how the Creator of the universe wants us to define ourselves: we are not nothing , He knows our names. They're written on the palm of His hand...
Bonface Morris.
So you think you are nothing?
Wait, do you really think you are nothing?
Nothing can't breathe, and nothing can't read what I'm writing
Nothing can't tread the earth, and nothing can't bleed with life
Nothing ain't nuthin'
Listen bruh, and listen bae...
There is a tale I used to hear of old, of near-old
Buddies used to shout and sing it all over
It went somethin' this;
"Yo, there ain't no way somebody's gonna roll
And roll really deep
Yeah, deep like pizzas down the raw yo
Without being sumthin
To roll like you really rolling, you gotta be sumthin
And you ain't gotta be sumthin by being nothing
Nothing ain't nuthin..."
Later, I realized this;
There's a time when one thinks they are nothing
And they depend on men and women to validate their worth
And they worship them
For they long for the filling of that emptiness and the scraping away of nothingness
And loneliness and ill relationships creep into their lives while trynna be something
They travail in the agony of nothingness
And plead with mankind to fill their emptiness
Men trample on their worth and feed on it
Women drink their blood and spit on their cloth
Exhaustion, regret, pain and blackmail take their toll
Hatred, dishonesty, imbalance and low self esteem create their fall
Leaving them without meaning and with a destiny forged by the arms of men...
But ain't they something?
Wain't we all created in God's awesomeness? In His image?
Ain't we, therefore, all awesome?
Listen...
We may all want to justify our being "nothing" by our levels of education:
That we have not stepped in a school to receive even the most basic education
Or we may want to define our lives by our failures (and they are many)
Or see ourselves through the eyes of others: the words they've told us, the curses they've hurled at us and the betrayals they have made us experience
Or because of where we have come from: our "fallen" families, the divorces around us and all our failed relationships
Or that all our days we've been being told that we are useless and nothing
And we let drugs define us
And people, and our weaknesses, and pride, and arrogance, and selfishness
And sorrow, and anger, and fury, and unforgiveness and grudges
All in the name of trying to escape being the nothing we've been told we are
But does all this matter?
Does it change our feeling of being nothing?
Does it make us feel worthy, wanted or even better?
Does it draw new portraits of reality: the reality of who we TRULY are?
Does living to satisfy other people's demands of us make us better?
It ain't nuthin
We can't define ourselves through nuthin-ness
We can't thrive if we remain wanting to define our lives through the words and actions of the people around us
It ain't nuthin
Pain will still hold us captive
We will still live in unbelief
Stress will still make us less positive
Life will still give us reasons to find no relief
People will still find us uninteresting
And we will die with blame games and be buried nothing
Listen...
We need to turn around and stop hurting ourselves and paining those we love
I need to do so, you need to do so
Until we realize we are something in God's eyes,
Until we define ourselves through His eyes: how awesome, beautiful, worthy, loved, cared for... we are
Man will never satisfy our crave for identity...
And we'll die nothing, for nothing
It is in God, in Christ, that all our experiences with men unfold our worth
It is only in Him where our pains and our regrets are turned to worth
He clothes us into something, into His children
And He calls us by name;
"Morris, er, (fill in your name), you are something to me
I gave up myself, my life, for you
I love you... I have always loved you with an unfailing love...
I won't give up on you...
Come to me child, I will never give up on you...
You are something to me - you are my child... you can't be nothing to me..."
To sum up, here's Lecrae's outro from Nuthin'
Hey man, the way I see it
I think we were made for mor
Than just, ya know, the simple things that we aspire toward
We were made for more than just telling stories about
How much money we can get by selling poison to people
It's time to talk about who we are and who we can be
And we need to build each other up and not put each other down
I feel like we not talking about nothing right now
And here is Francesca Battistelli's own words in He Knows My Name;
I don't need my name in lights
I'm famous in my Father's eyes
Make no mistake, He knows my name...
That's how the Creator of the universe wants us to define ourselves: we are not nothing , He knows our names. They're written on the palm of His hand...
Bonface Morris.
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Christian or Less Christian?
I have,
in the past few days, met a few friends who've been telling me that they've
been criticized (or have been being criticized) and accused in one way or
another by a group of people (most being their saved friends) of being
"less Christian" or "less saved".
I have so
badly wanted – and so desperately desired - to know where such referrals are
being derived from, and why they have to be used on such a beautiful creation
as I was then talking to. In such a way of wanting to understand, I have
realized a few things which I choose to address in this post.
……………………….
To begin
with, I have been asking myself: so there is a certain group of people who are more Christian than others? Anyway, what
is that even supposed to mean: when one declares for all beautiful Heaven and unveiled
earth to hear, “I am more Christian…!!??”
In
certain contexts, this may not be debatable at all, but in other numerous ones,
it is incredibly unscrupulous as far as Christian doctrine is concerned.
………………………….
It is
true that the phrases more Christian and/or less Christian come
from an urge within a people in Christianity who want to think that various
attributes, factors and loyalism within the Christian life contribute to more or less
spirituality amongst saints; and that various actions and deeds make one to be more
or less pious/righteous as compared to a few others around them - who knowingly
or not are the yard stick for such
attributes.
I don’t deny that every Christian should possess certain
habits and attributes to prove to the world and saints alike that they are now
born again (Matthew 3:8 (ESV) Bear
fruit in keeping with repentance and Ephesians 4:1 (ESV) I therefore, a prisoner for the Lord, urge
you to walk in a manner worthy of the calling to which you have been called,), but it is not true that all of
us are able to achieve the same level of spirituality overnight. Also, putting
in mind the kind of backgrounds we had before coming to Christ, and the
different places where all we are from, it is impossible for the work of
regeneration and transformation to Christlikeness to happen at the same rate
within every Christian. The apostle Paul in Philippians 3:12 (ESV) “Not that I have already
obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because
Christ Jesus has made me his own” gives witness to this. We
grow differently yeah, but we all seek to become like Christ in the long run.
From
my observations, it is not normally spiritual maturity that is being measured
in most cases when one is being referred to as more Christian or less
Christian but an adherence to certain rules created by some of us and which
we so wish to subject others to - weak and strong alike. It is then that we are
justified to say that we are masters yielding a dogma which we use to enslave
whosoever does not know, follow or obey it. This is evidentially seen in the
Colossian church during Paul’s time when he warns them against such people; Colossians 2:8 (ESV) See to it that no one takes you captive by
philosophy and empty deceit, according to human tradition, according to the
elemental spirits of the world, and not according to Christ. But again if it is spiritual maturity that is being
“measured” by such a people within us, and that spiritual maturity makes one
more (or less) saved (or Christian), I reiterate that even THAT (the spiritual
maturity) is a relative thing.
For instance, we may find masters of such a law claiming that once a lady wears a pair of trousers, even a very decent one in any case – and of course you may wish to debate the word decency as used here, which I don’t mind - or once a gentleman plaits his hair, they immediately cease to make any spiritual sense and become less Christian, less saved or worse still, apostate as they refer to them.
And these masters will want to make it a rule within a
given congregation that if any lady wears a trouser, or a gentleman plaits
his hair, they have denied the LORD. And if, they (these masters) are given
more room to spread their yeast-like gospel (pseudo-gospel), even the weak and
the new to the Christian walk will not attend church services in such a
congregation or church for fear of being judged, prejudiced or maligned by them.
Such a dogma is created to intimidate people into thinking that spirituality in
a Christian context is a product of works/deeds and not of the work of grace by
the power of the Holy Spirit. This is the very thing the apostle Paul addresses
in Ephesians 2:8 (ESV) > For by grace you have been
saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast…
But I want to speak out boldly and say that in any case
where these masters would so much want to use spiritual maturity as the
determining factor for anyone to call another more or less saved or (more or less Christian), the
following should be considered;
a)
Spiritual maturity is a relative thing. It is different things to
different people all over the Christian world. Only God has the right gauge for
who is spiritually mature and who is not. We may blabber all we want, but this
is the truth. (I share below a few signs of spiritual maturity.)
b)
At different stages of spiritual maturity, we all tend to view
life through different eyes, thus the tendency to think of others as less or more saved than others at these
times. This is a proven truth. (One who is still growing spiritually will abhor
certain things about people of which they will tolerate once they are at a
certain level of maturity.)
c)
It is not they that “know” and quote scripture that are counted
righteous before God, but those that are doers of that Word which they have
heard. Just because one quotes the Word, talks about it, prays and fasts a lot
and so forth and so on, it does not qualify them as being more Christian than others: Romans 2:13 (ESV) For it is not the
hearers of the law who are righteous before God, but the doers of the law who
will be justified; James 1:22 (ESV) But
be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves.
To add to
this, every generation of these masters of a modified gospel has had its own
way of defining “the more Christian” Christian,
“the less Christian” Christian and of what is right and what is wrong. But
they have altogether failed because whatever we think is right today, was so
wrong a few decades ago. If those who existed then were to be put in today’s
society, they may faint and die from “the supposed level of abomination that is
present today.” It therefore indicates that this should not be the way we measure
any society’s or congregation’s righteousness (that is if righteousness is
something measurable by man), because man’s definition of what is or what is
not righteous changes over time and within contexts (geologically,
environmentally, culturally and socially.) Only God’s definition of holiness
and righteousness is immutable.
For instance,
when my dad was my age, the very musical instruments, types of singing and a
dressing code we are so proud of today were termed as an abomination then.
Pastor
Francis Chan is wrong in the following video when
he says that lukewarm Christians are not saved: "Are Lukewarm Christians Saved". Salvation and being lukewarm are two separate things. Being
lukewarm does not steal away one’s salvation, it only makes one a worldly
Christian – the one the apostle John talk about in 1John 2:15 (ESV) Do
not love the world or the things in the world. If anyone loves the world, the
love of the Father is not in him; meaning that we cease
to walk in God’s love when we become lukewarm, not that our salvation
disappears at the point we become worldly/lukewarm… (Oh, I know this is a million times debatable, but that is
my take.)
They once
were saved before they became lukewarm, right? They are Christians, right? They
are lukewarm Christians, not lukewarm
pagans, right? It is true that they
are not devoted to Christianity as to
make them devoted Christians, but that
does not mean that they are not saved. They have become cold to the voice of
the Spirit of God – they are disobedient children of the same house, not
disobedient children of another house.
If we
were to say that every born again person who sins ceases to be Christian the
moment they sin, it would be like saying a child ceases to belong to a family
just by eating from another family (that is if eating from another family is
denied in that family in the same way sin is denied within Christianity.)
It is not
like I am trying to defend a state of being lukewarm but that I am trying to
open our eyes to Truth. A child that has wronged the father does not cease to
belong to the family unless they are snatched away or adopted by another family;
that is if God is the father to the child and the child is completely adopted
into another family, that is when the child ceases to be Christian (a child of
God). Based on the above argument, it may therefore be right to say a Christian
is lukewarm but not less Christian, but
it not right to say that lukewarm Christians have lost their salvation. No.
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Below are
my various views on this matter with Biblical references where it deems necessary;
- The church or Christianity is for the lost, for the lonely, for the misfits, for the outcast and the maligned, for the rich and the poor, for both the so-called acceptable and the unacceptable in society; it is for everyone in this world, for all seeking to embrace the Savior unto perfection – becoming like Him both in word and deed. The person called a Christian is derived from all kinds of people all over the world, and anyone qualifies to be called thus so long as they accept to terms and conditions I mention below in point number 9 below.
- Christianity is a process of increasing sanctification – no one becomes perfect overnight, nor do we become like Jesus with the twinkling of an eye after confessing Him into our lives! (Philippians 3:12 (ESV) Not that I have already obtained this or am already perfect, but I press on to make it my own, because Christ Jesus has made me his own; Romans 12:2 (ESV) Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.
- Being spiritual and being spiritually mature are two very
different things. Being spiritual is relatively anything from adhering to
worship towards a deity to having rules that govern a manner of worship;
but being spiritually mature has to follow the rules in point number 7
below.
- These two: a born again person and a Christian are one and the same thing; and we should put in mind that both refer to the changed person as a result of what happens in point number 9 below and not just lip service and a form of godliness.
- In such cases as when referring to a given person regarding the services they offer to the church or the community, I would suggest the following (using a rapper as an example); there is actually no difference between "a Christian rapper" and "a rapper who is Christian", "Christian rap" and "rap that is Christian". This is because even if the singer is a follower of Jesus Christ, there should not be an issue with whether he/she is “a Christian rapper” or “a rapper that is Christian”. If the transformation due to the presence of Christ in their lives is evident, you can call them anything you want, but that won’t change who they are. This is addressed a bit in this article.
- It is actually abnormal to think a lady as Christian just because they dress in a certain way which we
observers think is good. It is also wrong to think that because she wears
in a certain manner, she is diabolic. (Are catholic nuns more holy and
righteous before God than Joyce Meyer just because they wear “good
clothing”? Who is this that determines what good clothing is anyway?) In this line of thought, it is also
feeble of mind to think of all men who plait their hair, wear studs, have bling (sic), do tattoos and so
forth and so on to be “less Christian” on the account of what we see.
Heaven may tell you something else in the long run, by the way.
- A spiritually mature person has the following abilities;
a)
The ability
to distinguish good from evil: Heb 5:14 (ESV) “But solid food is
for the mature, for those who have their powers of discernment trained by
constant practice to distinguish good from evil.”
b)
The ability
not to judge except for offering positive rebuke/criticism and bearing with the weak in spiritual matters. Rom 14:1 (ESV) As for the one who
is weak in faith, welcome him, but not to quarrel over opinions; Rom
14:10 (ESV) Why do you pass judgment on your brother? Or you, why do
you despise your brother? For we will all stand before the judgment seat of
God; 1Corinthians 13:6 (ESV) it does not rejoice at wrongdoing,
but rejoices with the truth.
c)
The ability
to love others as they love themselves in all things Matthew 7:12 (ESV) “So whatever you
wish that others would do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the
Prophets.
d)
Spirit filled Romans 8:9 (ESV) You, however, are
not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if in fact the Spirit of God dwells in you.
Anyone who does not have the Spirit of Christ does not belong to him.
- Nothing makes anyone
pure or impure except for what they conceive that yields whatever comes
out of them. Mark 7:18-23 (ESV)
And he said to them, “Then are you also
without understanding? Do you not see that whatever goes into a person
from outside cannot defile him, since it enters
not his heart but his stomach, and is expelled?” ( Thus he declared all
foods clean.) And he said,
“What comes out of a person is what defiles him. For from within, out of the heart of man, come evil thoughts,
sexual immorality, theft, murder, adultery, coveting,
wickedness, deceit, sensuality, envy, slander, pride, foolishness. All these evil things come from within, and they defile a person”; Acts 10:15 (ESV) And the voice
came to him again a second time, “What God has made clean, do not call
common.”
- We
are qualified to be Christians through the confession we make (Romans 10:10 (ESV) For with the
heart one believes and is justified, and with the mouth one confesses and
is saved) and birth by the Holy Spirit into the family of God after
the confession is made (John 1:12-13 (ESV) But to all who
did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become
children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh
nor of the will of man, but of God and Romans 8:9 (ESV) You, however,
are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if in fact the Spirit of God
dwells in you. Anyone who does not have the Spirit of Christ does not
belong to him.)
Conclusion
Here is C S Lewis’s take on who is the person
that should be called Christian (from
Mere Christianity):
“Far deeper objections may be felt-and have been expressed- against my
use of the word Christian to mean one who accepts the common doctrines of
Christianity. People ask: ‘Who are you, to lay down who is, and who is not a
Christian?’ or ‘May not many a man who cannot believe these doctrines be far
more truly a Christian, far closer to the spirit of Christ, than some who do?’
Now this objection is in one sense very right, very charitable, very spiritual,
very sensitive…
“Now if once we allow people to start spiritualising and refining, or as
they might say ‘deepening,’ the sense of the word Christian, it too will
speedily become a useless word. In the first place, Christians themselves will
never be able to apply it to anyone. It is not for us to say who, in the deepest
sense, is or is not close to the spirit of Christ. We do not see into men's hearts.
We cannot judge, and are indeed forbidden to judge.
It would be wicked arrogance for us to say that any man is, or is not, a
Christian in this refined sense. And obviously a word which we can never apply
is not going to be a very useful word. As for the unbelievers, they will no
doubt cheerfully use the word in the refined sense. It will become in their
mouths simply a term of praise. In calling anyone a Christian they will mean
that they think him a good man. But that way of using the word will be no
enrichment of the language, for we already have the word good. Meanwhile, the
word Christian will have been spoiled for any really useful purpose it might
have served.
“We must therefore stick to the original, obvious meaning. The name
Christians was first given at Antioch (Acts 11:26) to "the
disciples," to those who accepted the teaching of the apostles. There is
no question of its being restricted to those who profited by that teaching as
much as they should have. There is no question of its being extended to those
who in some refined, spiritual inward fashion were ‘far closer to the spirit of
Christ’ than the less satisfactory of the disciples. The point is not a theological,
or moral one. It is only a question of using words so that we can all
understand what is being said. When a
man who accepts the Christian doctrine lives unworthily of it, it is much
clearer to say he is a bad Christian than to say he is not a Christian…"
Although there is a measure for spiritual
maturity; although we should be careful when we use such a measurement against
others so that we may not come out as thinking of ourselves as "more
spiritual" than others, because by so doing, we may end up sinning.
(1 Corinthians 8:1-3 (ESV) Now concerning food offered to idols: we know that “all of us possess knowledge.” This “knowledge” puffs up, but love builds up. If anyone imagines that he knows something, he does not yet know as he ought to know. But if anyone loves God, he is known by God; Romans 12:3 (ESV) For by the grace given to me I say to everyone among you not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think, but to think with sober judgment, each according to the measure of faith that God has assigned.)
(1 Corinthians 8:1-3 (ESV) Now concerning food offered to idols: we know that “all of us possess knowledge.” This “knowledge” puffs up, but love builds up. If anyone imagines that he knows something, he does not yet know as he ought to know. But if anyone loves God, he is known by God; Romans 12:3 (ESV) For by the grace given to me I say to everyone among you not to think of himself more highly than he ought to think, but to think with sober judgment, each according to the measure of faith that God has assigned.)
Bonface
Morris.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Date Night (Continued)
This post has been continued from
here.
"So how was your week and, er,
and your day?" he begins.
"The week has been fine. Yeah, it was a bit demanding but generally quite okay..."
"The week has been fine. Yeah, it was a bit demanding but generally quite okay..."
“That’s good to hear… Mine has been
busy, but not so exhilarating. In fact, I have just been finishing up today on
some stuff I had begun in the middle of the week with one of my buddies.
On-going stuff, you know…”
“Yeah, I get it. It happens to me
too. Quite a lot.”
She
now remembers that she has not gotten the full details of where he works and
what he does. So wisely, she navigates around the topic…
The
waiter comes in with her drink, asks if she may need something else, and after
she reiterates that she is okay, they continue with the conversation…
“But I can help you sometime you
know; just a little - that is if you think I can be of help…”
“Oh, (he smiles frailly), some of this stuff we do ain’t cool for people like you.:”
“Oh! What? Ati it ain’t cool for guys like me? Kwani what’s the work about? Because the only thing I’d really really mind doing is one which involves
me staying up the whole night; because I really DO value my sleep.” (She had decide to avoid being too formal in her manner of speech in order to create an atmosphere of freedom between them.)
“Hah, it may involve that – staying
up all night yeah, but not entirely…”
“Not entirely!? So I am in danger
of losing my sleep day-on-the-end - that is if I come to offer help?”
“Yes and no. You may only be
required to work deep in the night in the name of killing datelines; apart from
that, you’ll be cool.”
“Okay, I won’t mind that if it puts
food on my table and a little cash in my pocket for myself and a few others…”
“But I also think you guys take it
too seriously when we ladies look the way we do – it entirely doesn’t mean
that we can’t navigate through life and work on a few weird projects so long as they
are genuine, decent and give us a honest way of achieving our goals. A lady is
gotta be a lady, you know”
“Yeah, I get it, but you guys dent
our minds and make us imagine things.”
“Things? Hah. What manner of things?” she quips.
Curiously,
she is now slightly leaning on the table and is feeling freer as the
conversation proceeds. He too is relaxing in his world and is feeling like she
should be the kind of lady he is looking for – having a great degree of
intelligence and an ability to both stimulate the mind in conversation and keep
the air less ionized.
“I’ll talk about it in length
sometime. What do you wanna take for dinner? They have everything in order”
She picks the menu and gazes at it (knowing at the back of her mind that it is just for formality). At this time, he is staring at the countenance of her face, the enjoinment from her hair, to her eyes, to her cheeks, her chin and down to her neck... his heart races profusely...
“Mmmmh, please make the order for
me. I’ll be okay with whatever you pick.”
He
now stretches his neck and looks around to spot the waiter who had previously
served them. He sees him bending near the counter, wiping a table right below it but a meter or so apart. The waiter notices his gaze and comes back
to take his order – and because it was a pre-prepared dinner, and that he had
proposed a few possible meals, he picks out two out of the five possible ones he
had informed the restaurant that he might take...
“I hope you love the place…”
“Yeah, the place is cool… in fact
it is a lot better than I had anticipated.”
“Have you ever been here by the
way?”
“Not really, but we have a tendency
of analyzing every place in town by face and service value with the girls… and comparing what I
had heard and what I am seeing, it is way better than what our analysis had
depicted”
“You mean you and the girls do this a lot huh? I thought
it was only a dudes thing…”
He
now wishes to add in “I hope I can meet the girls soon” but hesitates because it
may not be a good idea considering that it is only a second date…
“Yeah, girls gotta do what they
gotta do.”
“So I guess you may propose to me
some great places to visit with my
buddies, right? We prefer places that are less noisy, more natural and with
an artistic sense and amber. You know of any within town?”
“Hah, yeah; and we’ve been to
several too.”
“Mhhh, it seems you guys know to
have a good time, yes?”
“That’s what we are here for: live
for God, serve people, serve the nation and have a life.”
The
next part of the conversation is detailed with names of restaurants and hotels
in the proximity of town and the kind of services offered. Meals are served in
the course of this airy conversation of bits and lengths of auric descriptions.
There are unlimited exchanges of smiles, glances, gestures and thoughts making an observer like myself admire the date...
The
air is warm with sounds of calming music in the background and mixtures of
smells from desserts and foods, nature and cocktails. There are a few waiters
walking around receiving orders from various clients, making the place void of
disturbance and commotion. Their table is exclusively located - far from the
entrance but where they can see everyone coming in and going out. It is well
set, and from her observation, their services are okay.
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She
steals a glance at him as he is looking away with a fork in hand...
"He is a great guy! Oh yes he
is: much better than my memory had imagined him earlier on..."
"Maybe this one will work" she continues in her mind.
"Yeah, our first date was rather unprecedented" she continues... "It was almost hurried, and almost not hurried… and although I liked it, it was harder to understand by face-value what type of guy he truly is... Today, this moment right here feels more relaxed, organized and planned for… this is…”
"Maybe this one will work" she continues in her mind.
"Yeah, our first date was rather unprecedented" she continues... "It was almost hurried, and almost not hurried… and although I liked it, it was harder to understand by face-value what type of guy he truly is... Today, this moment right here feels more relaxed, organized and planned for… this is…”
“By the way, are you into music?”
he asks, bringing her back to consciousness.
“Yeah, I sing. I love great music
too. Great music.”
“You sing? I have not imagined you
singing… Have you ever sung before an audience maybe?”
“I sing in church.”
“Oh, that’s cute. I mean, that is
really great… So I suppose you have a preferred music style, right?”
"Yeah, I am into Afro-fusion, folk and soft rock, all Gospel all the way..."
"We seem to share the same taste in music then... like that song playing ion the background is one of my favorites"
She listens keenly and hears Francesca Battistelli's "If We're Honest" playing in the background...
"Ooooo! That's my girl right there!"
You
see, she is not that into dating. She believes in one thing: God will
bring her her guy, and she’ll like
him, and they are going to have a life together. she hates dating and dropping
guys because that is not her game. Frogs (that's what they call previous guys in relationships, right?)or whatever, she doesn’t believe she
has to kiss so many of them in order to meet the right guy. Yeah, there is a RIGHT guy,
just not a Mr. Right. BUT there is the RIGHT guy. This is what she has always and
relentlessly preached to her friends: there is a RIGHT guy, but he may not be
the fairy Mr. Right. Frogs? No, frogs are not her problem, staying focused on
what she needs is where the point is.
The
evening moves on well and three hours down the line, they have known a good
chuck of each other. He has talked a bit about his personal life and she has
shared a few things about hers.
..............................
As they realize that their time is
well spent, he requests that they leave.
She picks up her bag and he then leads
her to the door-side.
He then picks up his phone and calls his deals buddy to bring him his ride.
As they wait outside the restaurant, he holds her hand
as they together they gaze at the city lights.
It is now 8pm and a cool breeze is
starting to wave through the streets making the weather chilly and dense. The city is incredibly different at night - almost as if it is a different place from what they always see during the day.
After 5 minutes or so, Sam arrives
and hands over the car keys to him.
He opens the door for her, closes it behind her after she is seated and drives
her home.
After they arrive, he parks the car across the road, helps her cross to the other side and requests to
escort her to the gate, which she apprehends but later gives in to his prodding.
While nearing their estate gate, he
holds her hand, looks into her eyes and quietly tells her, “I had a great time today; I hope you won’t
mind us meeting again…”
She blushes. “I had a great night
too, we’ll talk later. Please text me to inform me that you arrived home well and safe... Good night”, she responds.
He watches her after the gate is opened until the security guy closes it again... and he remains standing for a while contemplating his next move... Should he meet Sam before going to his place? "No." He decides to head straight for his place.
………………………………..
She opens the door, throws her bag with the keys at the table, takes off her shoes and runs straight for her bedroom holding her phone in her hand.
For the time being, she doesn't change into her night gown. She doesn't have to. She doesn't feel like.
She clutches her pillow tightly. So tight that if it was juicy, the sap would ooze out.
She is so happy and terrified at the same time. She wants to scream.
Momentarily, she puts the volume on her sub-woofers slightly higher than she always does during the night. Volume notch 5. Alright, she doesn't want to wake her neighbors up - those nosy neighbors.
She is so happy and terrified at the same time. She wants to scream.
Momentarily, she puts the volume on her sub-woofers slightly higher than she always does during the night. Volume notch 5. Alright, she doesn't want to wake her neighbors up - those nosy neighbors.
"Allow
me to love you like in the movies but as God wills…” she had expected him
to say as he held her hand just a few minutes ago. She had expected him to quote the words in the movie they had been talking about. She had wanted him to. So much.
She had wanted to so badly jump and (so badly - oh yeah) kiss him.
He had made her feel goofy. Goofy? Yeah, goofy.
So she picks up the phone and decides to call Jane.
She had wanted to so badly jump and (so badly - oh yeah) kiss him.
He had made her feel goofy. Goofy? Yeah, goofy.
So she picks up the phone and decides to call Jane.
“Hi pumpkin!”
“Heey! Why the excitement? It is
the date, huh? Thitima ya mapenzi imekunyeshea, huh?”
“Haha, I can’t probably give you the
whole story right now. Let's meet up on Monday at lunchtime maybe? or tomorrow after church? Girl, I need to give you
the whole story.”
"Tomorrow is cool with me."
“Okay, that’s cool. Sleep tight, pumpkin.”
"You too sweetheart..."
…………………………….
He never talked about the date,
except for telling his buddy Sam: “I think I am almost getting someone to replace
you half the time I am free… I think.”
His friend Sam had just laughed.
He knows a few things about love and relationships, and so within his mind he wished his buddy all the best. But he'll talk this over the way guys do.
"New found love and old wine are one and the same thing", he thought.
Bonface
Morris.
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