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Walking out of the room, I am scared , shaking with anger , regret plus confusion . Why would this happen to me ? I ask. 

The grip onto my pink bag is strong . I am holding it close to my chest afraid to let it go . I am holding onto this bag with the thought of it being my only sorce of energy at this point. 

I m longing to run into my mamas arms, to cry into my bestfriend‘s hugs but then they didn’t send me into the room, I went because I wanted to explore . Look at me now . 

The room full of darkness and pain, despair and sorrow tears and regret. We all have been to that room but here I am now walking out of that room holding onto my bag. 

It then hit me , in my pink cute hand bag was is  my pink Bible. It wasn’t about physically carrying it in my bag but also in my heart . Philipians 4:13.His word was my strength. It didn’t matter anymore what was in the room. All that mattered was that I had His word with me to keep me going.

Hold onto His word because at the end of the day it doesn’t matter what happened in that room . All that makes Sense is what you hold on to. 

Source: thelensqueensite.wordpress.com

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Faith
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 20 February 2018

Source: desiringgod.org

The enjoyment of God is the enjoyment of a Person — not just the enjoyment of a thing, or an idea, or a pattern of actions, or a mysterious force. The ultimate joy of God’s creatures is joy in a Person — joy in God.

This is exactly why Jesus died. The apostle Peter says, “Christ suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, that he might bring us to God” (1 Peter 3:18). To God. The Person. What makes eternal life desirable is not just that it lasts forever, but that it is knowing and enjoying an infinitely satisfying Person. And he is also a Person who, in his human nature, died so that he could be known and enjoyed.

Enjoy the Person

But how do we come to know the Person? We come to know him by his actions, his ideas revealed in his word — things that he has made as pointers and foretastes of himself.

“In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent his only Son into the world, so that we might live through him” (1 John 4:9). We know the love of the Person by the action of the Person. We know the power of the Person by the action of his creation of the universe (Romans 1:18–20). We know the wisdom of the Person by his purposeful providence in history (Romans 11:33–36). We know the justice and righteousness of the Person by the punishment of sin in the death of Jesus (Romans 3:24–26). We know the faithfulness of the Person by the keeping of his promises (2 Corinthians 1:20). We know the compassion and patience of the Person because we know Jesus Christ who said, “Whoever has seen me has seen the Father” (John 14:9).

So as you meditate on the perfect work of your God, let Scripture compel you to enjoy the Person:

  • Rejoice in the Lord always. (Philippians 4:4)
  • Delight yourself in the Lord. (Psalm 37:4)
  • Be glad in the Lord. (Psalm 32:11)
  • In your presence there is fullness of joy. (Psalm 16:11)
  • The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup. (Psalm 16:5)
  • As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. (Psalm 42:1–2)
  • I stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. (Psalm 143:6)
  • We rejoice in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have now received reconciliation (Romans 5:11).

Enjoy His Gifts

And the same is true with things and human experiences. God gives them to us to reveal more of his character, essence, and unsurpassed worth.

We know something of the sweetness of his friendship because we have tasted honey. We know something of his sustaining richness because we have eaten rich bread. We know something of the refreshment of his fellowship because we have drunk water when we are thirsty. We know something of the personal depths and exquisite intensity of person-to-person pleasure because we have felt sexual desire. We know something of the warmth of his affection because we remember being held securely by our mother. And we know something of his worth because we have coveted gold. Even our sins witness to his worth.

One of the best pointers and tastes of the experience of enjoying God as a Person is the enjoyment of the human persons we know, not just their gifts. So, when you have some quiet moments, think of the kindest person you know, the most loving person, the wisest person, the most patient person, the most intelligent person, the strongest person, the most tenderhearted person, the happiest person, the most peaceful person, the most optimistic person, the meekest person, the most courageous person, the most articulate person, the person with the best sense of humor, and the most generous person. Think about what it is like to enjoy these persons when their personalities are at their best.

Then combine all the good traits of all those persons into one person. And then increase those traits to perfection in quality, and to infinite beauty in how they are proportioned and exercised. And then let all the enjoyment of all those persons for all those personal excellencies, heightened to perfection, give you some hint of what it will be like to enjoy God fully. And then pray that the Holy Spirit would grant this miracle to happen.

Delight Is Our Duty

The first and greatest commandment is that we love God. And the essence of loving God is that we delight in God — that we enjoy God, that we find God to be our all-satisfying treasure, our gold.

Loving God is not first working for God. Jesus said, “If you love me, you will keep my commandments” (John 14:15). He did not say, “Loving me is keeping my commandments.” He said, “If you love me, you will keep my commandments.” Love is first. Commandment-keeping follows. Doing is fruit. Loving is root. This is why Jesus put the heart first in this highest duty: “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart.” The heart is not the organ of performance. It is the organ of preference. It’s not the organ of doing for God. It’s the organ of delighting in God. Therefore, the great and first commandment is: Delight yourself in the Lord!

Joy in God is our first obligation and delighting in God is our highest duty. The second greatest commandment — to love people — is the overflow of the first (2 Corinthians 8:1–2). Joy in God is the essence of loving God with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength; and joy in God is the wellspring of loving your neighbor as yourself.

God has made it plain to us that we exist to magnify his incomparable beauty and worth. “Whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God” (1 Corinthians 10:31). But in order to glorify God from your heart, you must delight in him above all else. Joy is not optional. Delight is not peripheral. Satisfaction is not secondary. They are the root of all Christ-exalting love for people, and all Christ-exalting worship of God.

Enjoying God is our first and greatest duty.

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Worship
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 07 February 2018


Source: https://www.desiringgod.org/articles/longing-for-intimacy

Article by 

Pastor, St. Paul, Minnesota


I am a husband, a father, and a pastor. And for as long as I can remember, I have experienced same-sex attractions (SSA). Although I have always been physically and romantically attracted to women, I also have never been without deep emotional and sexual attractions to men.

Many in our culture would like to label people like me “bisexual,” but I believe Jesus has spoken a better word.

“I Feel, Therefore . . . ”

The overarching sexual ethic of our day is “I feel, therefore I am.” We see this clearly in the ongoing conversations around “gender identity.” Proponents of nonbinary “gender categories” suggest that if someone feels contrary to their biological sex, they belong in the category that correlates best with their feelings. In the same way, many in our culture would have people like me think that if you feel homosexual desires, then you are homosexual.

We commonly hear statements like, “You can’t choose whom you love; just be true to yourself.” Or, “Stop hiding your feelings and embrace who you really are.” Such statements mean your sexual desires actually define you. Your desires determine your definition. Your sexual attractions are who you really are at the core of your being.

The Bible, however, does not teach, “I feel, therefore I am,” but rather, “I feel, therefore I need.” As a result of the fall, our hearts are out of order and dark (Romans 1:21). Instead of loving light and hating darkness, we love darkness and hate light (John 3:19). And as we fall more in love with darkness, we sin and choose the way of death (James 1:14–15Proverbs 14:12).

In short, being human in a fallen world means being attracted to things that are contrary to human flourishing in God, things that oppose God’s good plan for us and lead to death. I feel these attractions to sin, and therefore I need a Savior.

As I have daily battled against same-sex attraction, four particular promises have been bullets of grace in my fight for joy.

Freedom from the Punishment of SSA

Christians struggling with SSA often feel especially ashamed and embarrassed by these attractions. We sense the perversion of our contorted wants and desires, and as a result, we often feel too dirty to be in community with others, or to be in communion with God.

“There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus” (Romans 8:1). Christian, God will never use your SSA against you. Because Christ drank the full cup of God’s wrath on your behalf (Romans 5:8–91 Peter 3:18), you will never experience even a moment of judgment from God over your homosexual desires, or over anything else.

Freedom from the Power of SSA

Often Christians experiencing SSA feel hopeless and helpless to its power. As attractions intensify, temptations deepen, and fantasies — like a mirage of cold water in a desert — look more and more appealing, the desire for a same-sex relationship can be so potent that it seems nearly impossible to overcome.

Christian, because of the accomplished work of Christ on the cross, your same-sex attractions do not have any dominion over you (Romans 6:14); Christ has dominion over you (Romans 6:22Ephesians 6:6). Because you were crucified with Christ (Galatians 2:20), you are no longer enslaved by your attractions, but fully free to reject them and render them powerless in your life (Romans 6:6–7).

Even in your moments of greatest temptation, consider yourself dead to SSA and alive to God through faith in Jesus Christ (Romans 6:11).

Freedom from the Pleasure of SSA

The most foundational lie SSA tells us is that a homosexual experience will be more pleasurable and more satisfying than what you are experiencing here and now. But God promises that Christ himself is infinitely more pleasurable and satisfying than anything this world has to offer (Psalm 16:11Psalm 107:9), especially the sad counterfeit savior of a same-sex experience.

Christian, don’t believe the lies SSA tells. Our homosexual attractions may stem from good desires for intimacy and love, but sin has contorted them in a deadly direction. As a carnival mirror reshapes reality and convinces the eye that things appear different than they really are, so sin reshapes our wants and desires, and convinces the heart that lies are actually true. Don’t believe the funny mirror of SSA.

Your God-given longings for deep, intimate satisfaction can be fulfilled only in the person of Jesus Christ (John 6:35Psalm 22:26).

Freedom from the Presence of SSA

Maybe the hardest thing for Christians experiencing SSA is the fact that the feelings don’t go away overnight, or over months, or, for many, even over a lifetime. While God has given us powerful weapons to fight sin with — such as prayer and fasting — we still must live in our fallen bodies with our wicked wants and desires as our ever-present reality. But these wants and desires have an expiration date.

Believer, your body, including its attractions and longings for sin, will one day be finally and fully redeemed (Romans 8:23). When that redemption happens, in a flash, you will never have a misplaced attraction again, because all your desires for intimacy and love will be completely fulfilled in Jesus Christ.

If you’re a Christian struggling with same-sex attractions, know that you are not defined by your sin. Your identity is not determined by your temptations. “Embrace who you really are” by embracing Jesus Christ and your new life found in him (2 Corinthians 5:17). “Be true to yourself” by clinging to Truth himself (John 14:6) and enjoying the freedoms Christ purchased for you with his blood.

 (@ChrisAsmus) is lead pastor at Vertical Church St. Paul, a new church plant in St. Paul, MN. Christopher and his wife, Alexandria, are happy parents to their one son, Haddon.

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Seduction
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 18 January 2018

Real men shed tears,
We aren't teddy bears,
Men that kills their emotion,
Dies in slow motion.

Little by little they die,
Men that don't cry,
Men that cage tears in their eyes
When the need to shed tears arise.

We see men in excruciating pain
And smiles they feign,
With pilled up tears in the eyes,
Unshed tears, kept! Why?

An emperor can lose his emperess,
But his tears, he have to supress,
For him not to be seen as a weakling.
Don't we have feelings?

Men are taught not to be broken hearted,
But they can be cold hearted,
'Big boys don't cry' they say,
But on the inside they die day by day.

Is shedding tears a sin?
Why do we despise acting as human beings?
Why are we just being human
And don't give a damn?

Asking men not to cry, but rejoice,
In situations we ought to cry in clear voice,
What has the society turned us to?
Is shedding tears a taboo?

All Rights Reserved
Osoba Taiwo P.
(C)PeterPushingPoetrywithPenetratingPen 2016.

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Emotion
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 22 June 2016

Would the truth break you
Would it make you anew
Would it destroy your strength
Would it kill your very existence
Would it corrupt your human self
Would it end you
Would the truth break you

Would the truth set you free
Would it make you whole
Would it create your hope
Would it disintergrate your faith
Would it collapse your self respect
Would it finish you
Would the truth set you free

Would the truth save you
Would it untaint your image
Would it announce your innocence
Would it judge you righteous
Would it wash you clean
Would it console you
Would the truth save you

Would the truth mend you
Would it heal your emotions
Would it soothe the hurt
Would it dignify your soul
Would it give sense to your lies
Would it forgive you
Would the truth mend you

Would the truth make you
Would it stand as your witness
Would it fight for your guilt
Would it argue your faithfullness
Would it guard your verdict
Would it win you
Would the truth make you

Would the truth condemn you
Would it refuse your freedom
Would it leave you abandoned
Would it imprison your thoughtlessness
Would it send you away from humanity
Would it sentence you
Would the truth condemn you

What would the truth do to you
What would your truth do to you
Would it
Break you
Set you free
Save you
Mend you
Make you
Condemn you
What would the truth do to you
What would your truth do to you

Copyright February 2016
Mulunga Alukwe

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Truth
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 24 February 2016

I turned and turned. A thousandth time. The bench I was sitting on was rough, and my buttocks were blistering. The sun was hurrying to set, yet the Mp wasn’t up. They said that he was tired– from the long flight from the city the previous night. He was just taking a royal nap, a six-hour-long nap. So it was prudent for us to be patient. We waited, forever waited.
At a time when wild winds of political change were blowing fiercely in the Republic of Aynek, most seasoned political bigwigs were beaten by the young energetic greenhorns. However, Mobutu withstood and triumphed over this. He had represented Lusimo Constituency in parliament for the last thirty years. But did he really represent his people or stomach? People ceased not to wonder. In those decades, many a children were born, married and bore children. This generation was damn sure that it was being led by an ancestor. Mobutu was among the few sharp-minded people who knew how sweet power tastes. So he held onto it with both hands and legs.

Among the Aynekians, there is a common saying that if you want a man to worship you, control what goes into his stomach. Aynek is a land of great hunger and poverty. Most irate politicians like Mobutu take advantage of this to bribe voters and live in parliament as if it is their home. He would come with lots of money like sand and scatter all over for his constituents to pick. This usually culminated into violent exchange of fists, kicks and tearing of each other. The fact that he could bring us money, he told us, was an indication of great things to come. Who was there– man enough- to challenge him? We elected and re-elected him. Forever. But once a brilliant young turk rose to challenge him. Rumour had it that he was a government’s project– a conspiracy to weaken the opposition’s vast influence. Mobutu has been enduring the cold in opposition for all his years of disservice to us until recently when he decamped to join the government. ‘‘We need to eat too”, he came telling us. ” And you can’t get any meat to eat when you fight from outside. It’s inviting hunger fighting those in the slaughter house. Wa khwibakilo somukhoma tawe! What’s prudent is to join them. They may sympathize with you and throw a bone to you to lick.”

Mobutu didn’t take the challenge kindly. Nobody likes challenges, especially those designed to break him. He furiously condemned his political enemies and the government for conspiring to put him down. ”They don’t enjoy seeing me striving to emancipate my people from financial slavery,” he cried, then cursed: ”Them foes! Them foes!” He came closer to us– listening keenly to our grievances and literary raining money–than ever in the history of our constituency. To most
of us, it was like god has left the comfort of heaven to be with his people. Hell distanced itself from us for some time. That year, Mobutu won the election with a landslide. His opponent garnered 99 votes only.

Mobutu’s decision to ditch the opposition and join the ruling party wasn’t a welcome idea to anyone. The opposition condemned them for betraying the ideals you have cherished for ages. More so, it was a shot in the back for it meant loss of a massive number of votes from the Western region. A few skeptical brains in the ruling party didn’t like Mobutu at all. One is because they were afraid that he could on a political mission to mess the party and enable the opposition to
triumph. Two is that they knew him as a smart optimist who could maneuver and reap the most. So they started fighting him from the word go. But Mobutu was unbwogable! He is a grand master at political in-fighting; there was nothing new to him.
The newest constitution had created other newest political offices. Like the US, we were going to elect governors and senators in the forthcoming election. Mobutu, like any other politician of his age, saw this and expressed interest in being a senator. ‘‘As you know my people,” he said, ”I’ve served you as an mp for ages and I feel that I’m now too big for that seat. Please give me this bigger one… I’ll be in good position to fight for more money to be sent to our county. You see, such a tough task requires a fearless and no-nonsense fellow like me…” Most opportunists thought that senators and governors will be earning well. They ran for them. Mobutu won the election as his party was part of the Jubilee coalition. The most popular coalition with funny ideologies.

In its campaigns, the Jubilee flag bearers emphasized their desire to foster technological advancement. They pledged to start this by giving every kid a laptop. In addition, they said that maternal health care would be free. Most of us liked it and therefore, to benefit immensely, impregnated our wives again and again. Who didn’t want laptops in their house? But it’s sad to note that to date, nobody has ever seen the face of the Jubilee laptop. And with most schools in
pathetic conditions, one wonders if the laptops would be of any good to hunger-stricken and jigger-infested toddlers were they to be brought today. I don’t want to imagine what happened to the so-called-maternal-health. But things are bad today. Blatant corruption, tribalism, impunity, ignorance, insecurity, poverty etc.
We are under siege!

We have never heard from Mobutu since he went to the senate. His party, which is in power, has not honoured any single promise it made to us. Instead, it is working hard to finish us.

© wafula p’khisa

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Politics
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 24 February 2016

Source: joseyphina.wordpress.com

It is commonly said that good girls like bad boys for a number of reasons. That might be true because I used to like them.  And they were fun to be with…as long as it lasted. But after a number of senseless heartbreaks later and the sudden realization that my clock was ticking with no intention of slowing down, I decided to get serious. And by serious, I meant from graduating from the unserious guys with boyish brains to serious ones who actually had an idea what they wanted their lives to look like in the next five years at least. And oh boy, what a filter that was!

So I got invited to a church youth concert by a friend and since I was fed up with what the world had to offer (I think the world has run out of ideas, really) I wanted to taste life on the other side. I used to be active in church when I was young but I grew out of it as I grew up. Life happened.

The concert was great and it made me miss the good old churchy days. And the best part was my attention being stolen by one of the lead singers of the church’s choir (yeah, carnal me, I know). And an innocent inquiry about him from my friend informed me he was single and pleasant. Yippee! I suddenly felt like dancing…hard. Who said all the fine guys could be found in clubs? It was a lie from the pit of hell!

With the added incentive, I began to frequent the various church meetings and with subtle, deliberate actions grew close to Fine Church Boy. When he started to notice me with the waves and dashing smiles he sent my way, I knew the foundation had been well laid. But there was a problem. He was selective with the kind of girl he associated with. She had to be…a walking Bible. That was a challenge I was ready to take. Being a church girl wasn’t such a big deal…I could definitely dress, act and talk the part.

But alas, I wasn’t the only girl ‘spying’ Fine Church Boy in the congregation. And this girl was damn serious. I thought church girls wouldn’t fight over a guy…I was so wrong. I think church girls fought harder. Even found a verse to that effect…something about the violent taking it by force. She knew I liked him and she made sure I knew she wanted him too. This was going to be a violent ‘godly’ fight.

So there was an outreach coming up where volunteers were needed to spend time with some kids at the orphanage. And of course, Fine Church Boy being a part of the outreach committee was going. I was contemplating going because of some plans I had but that changed when I saw Ms. Church Rival raising her hand to be a volunteer. I knew it would be a terrible mistake not to go so before I could think things through, my hand shot up in the air and my name was put down. She gave me the typical ‘game on’ face which I responded in like manner.

Little did I know that the outreach was a testing ground for elimination and Ms. CR and I were the subjects. And since I was new to the whole church life, I didn’t really prep myself for the outreach thing and what was expected of me. One of the leaders spoke to the kids about God’s unconditional love for mankind and I began to reminisce about my Sunday school days. One of the little girls asked a question and imagine the shock when the leader directed it to me to answer. Both Fine Church Boy and Ms. Church Rival were there, their eyes fixed on me, waiting for an answer. It was one of those questions which required a supporting Bible verse and there I was, a Bad Girl Gone Good like me who couldn’t think of one verse to say. Stammering be what?! My throat dried up at once and my body felt like it was on fire.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, Ms. CR had to come to my rescue with one of those perfectly thought out sentences. The leader nodded in approval and clapped which everyone joined in.  She gave me a triumphant look but what put me down was the disappointed look on Fine Church Boy’s face. I knew I had failed the test.

When the session ended, I rushed to him just to redeem myself. But he didn’t waste time mincing words.
“I’m sorry but in my journey with God, I need someone who equally walks with Him to be with. It’s obvious church isn’t your thing. I noticed you’ve been coming regularly but you still have a long way to go. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t attracted to you but considering where I’m headed right now, attraction is the least factor I’m interested in.”

So here I was, heartbroken by a church boy even before anything could begin between us. And Ms. Church Rival carried the day, hanging around with him like a trophy girl. I’d be lying if I was harboring murderous thoughts against her.

But I got myself together. I couldn’t go back to my old life; there was nothing left for me there. So I decided to fall in love with the God of the church. After all, He’s called Lover of our soul, right? And I definitely needed some divine loving; I was too broken and I couldn’t mend myself.

With the help of my friend and a few others belonging to the fellowship, I developed a relationship with God and I must say, it has been the best decision I ever made. I felt confident about myself and complete also. For the first time, I felt whole without having to refer myself to being someone’s girlfriend to feel complete. That was a great feeling.

After some months, a rumor broke out about my Fine Church Boy putting Ms. Church Rival in the family way. Church members began to shun him and he looked depressed. I reached out to him and offered my friendship. He was surprised I of all people would be the one to be there for him. So was I, this was a whole new me and I was surprising myself each and every day.

Then the truth came out that the pregnancy wasn’t his after all; it belonged to the guitar guy. Huh, guys will always be guys, right…no matter where you met them. But Church Boy still punished himself for getting involved with her in the first place and he began to feel unworthy to be part of God’s family. I did my best to assure him that all was not lost. I was a perfect example of all hope lost but even I got a second chance with God. As they say, time heals all wounds and so did his.

Months passed and we got engaged. A year later, we got married! I liked a church boy but it was only until I fell in love with his God first before I could fall in love with him. Indeed, all things work for the good for those who love Him…!

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Love
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 14 January 2016

What makes her so beautiful?

Her nails are broken, Her hair unkept.

Her only daughter has an illegitimate son

By the hands of an unknown rapist.

She toils under the blistering sun,

Filling in for her deceased husband.

Feeding family, keeping them strong.

Hardship and fatigue race through her,
Leaving trails of wrinkle on her face

Life must be unfair!

Yet. Amidst her glaring sufferings,
I see her blazing smiles.

Her broken lips may hurt, yet she grins a-wide.
Everyone's lost in ponders, and i'm lost a-musing:

What is her secret?


Who knows the tears that flood her bed every night?

Who knows what she would ride, if wishes were horses?

Who knows the silent prayers she make at the altar?

Life's been tough.

But never underestimate the strength of a mother.

That woman...

She's strong And she's beautiful.


Article By: Michael Chimaobi

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Encouragement
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 28 May 2015

Deep In The Heart Of The Storm

Where The Waves Ferociously Roar

The Winds Beat Recklessly Against My Side

The Mighty Thunder Violently Sounds

And The Spark Of Lightning Is Too Much For Mine Eyes To Behold.


When The Mountains Crumble

And The Earth Beneath My Feet Gives Way

When Every Step Feels Like A Walk On Sinking Sand.

When The Darkness Descends On My Day

And I Can No Longer See The Way.

And Yet He Says "Be Still".


In My Finite Mind Those Words Couldn’t Have Been Any Further From Possible.

Oh! My Heart, Why Do You Not Trust?

Oh! My Mind, Why Do You Linger In The Dark?

Oh! My Soul, Why Art Thou Troubled?


The Weariness, The Labour, The Burden, The Darkness, The Doubt, The Fear,

All Crush Me From Within And Without.

Yet Will I Trust In The Lord


 "Yea, Though I Walk Through The Valley Of The Shadow Of Death,

I Will Fear No Evil: For Thou Art With Me;

Thy Rod And Thy Staff They Comfort Me." Psalms 23:4.

Yet Will I Lean On Him Alone


"My Flesh And My Heart Faileth:

But God Is The Strength Of My Heart,

And My Portion For Ever." Psalm 73:23

Yet Will He Be My Anchor


"The LORD Is My Light And My Salvation;

Whom Shall I Fear?

The LORD Is The Strength Of My Life;

Of Whom Shall I Be Afraid?" Psalms 27:1


I Need Not Do Anything But Come To Him,

Who Holds My Life In His Hands,

And In This I Am Content, That What I Can't He Can.

"Come Unto Me, All Ye That Labour And Are Heavy Laden,

And I Will Give You Rest." Matthew 11:28.


Poem by: Praff Phillip

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Lifestyle
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 06 November 2014

He walked up to me on the sidewalk on my way home
As i stood waiting for a taxi
Reached out his arm to mine
Saying "please shake my hand"
Hesitantly i shook his,
wondering who does this

He opened his mouth but couldn't make sense from his mumbles
I set out to bounce
But he held the slits of my court
Finally saying something i thought
He told me he was very lucky to be
I asked how he figured and how he could be me
He gazed sternly up to the skies

I looked through his eyes wondering what he saw
Then he told me about a higher power
Like he knew what i was thinking.
Then again he said
"Am very lucky to be you"

Last night i watched your dreams
And saw what made you smile and cry
Touched each one of your thoughts
I reached my heart out to yours
Trying to figure out where it gets the rhythm with which it beats
It seemed so alien
I was so sad u couldn't see me
And when your friends talked down on us
You looked down with a beat face

You and me don't exist
Except in a name
In a reality
In a covenant
You are me
And i am you.

So last night when u turned your life around
And wanted something real
I decided to come and put on flesh so i could speak to u
Very lucky to be u.
Each time you walk in the light
And shun dark walks
I see how lucky i am to be u

Right then a taxi came
I was dumbfounded
How could he be lucky to be me?

I took the back seat and tried to look at him one last time
Where he stood
He did no more.
I seemed to be a trance
How could i tell anyone about this old beggar?
Who would believe anyone would be lucky to be me?
My shame clouds my smile

If he would be lucky to be me
Then am going live my life
Like I'm lucky to be Me

(Article by: Malkis James)

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Gratitude
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 28 November 2013

Lord Give Me A Heart Transplant.

Make Me Uncomfortable If I Exploit A Brother For Another Dollar.

Move Me To Repentance If I See A Sister Suffer Guilt, Shame,

And Sorrow From That Which I Could Have Caused Her.


Lord Give Me A Heart Transplant

Purge My Heart To Discomfort When Babies

Continually Die In Abortion Procedures

Purge My Heart To Discomfort When Corruption & Piracy

Constantly Consume The Moral Fibre Of Society


Lord Give Me A Heart Transplant

May My Heart Be Concerned With The Need For A

Home For The Homeless, Hope For The Hopeless

And A Meal For The Hungry

May My Heart Be Concerned With The Need For

Restoration & Redemption For The Youth Lost

To Substance And Sexual Abuse.


Lord Give Me A Heart Transplant.

Give Me A Heart That Concedes Beguilement

By Your Goodness, Guiding Me To Repentance;

A Heart Humbled By Your Grace, Mercy, Kindness,

And Favour, Ushering Me To Gratitude;

I Need A Heart That Yearns To Learn

To Live By Your Precepts,

Maturing Into More Like You Stirring Up

A Desire To Your Likeness;

A Heart That Seeks To Discard That Which You

Despise And Disconsern Itself From That Which Discomforts You.

Lord I Need A Heart Transplant

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Character
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 13 March 2013

There may be moments in your life where there seems to be no life and joy. Where it feels like you are walking through a tunnel and you can not see the light at the end. At times life can feel like, you are falling over a cliff and you do not seem to make sense out of life.


It is in such moments where you need to trust God, to surrender every thing and cast it all at His feet. Back in the day when the Israelites were at the Red Sea, and the Egyptian army was drawing in on them, they must have felt in their hearts that God had abandoned them; that it was a setup to have them destroyed or may be some sort of punishment.


But as you and I know, this was not the case. For a fact, they were at the banks of that sea or a long time. The bible does not record how long, but I believe that it was long enough for doubt to rise up in them, fear to accumulate, joy of deliverance to be stripped off and feelings of rejection to manifest.


There are points in life where we are in the position of these Israelites. The mistake they made was to curse, to doubt, to grumble, and to worry rather that believe and trust God. But when God was approached in prayer, He did that which in history had never happened, He went against the laws of nature He had set in place and altered the natural flow of the River and made it stand still and create walls. He still held up the waters until all His people had crossed over to the other side.


It is in similar moments in our lives that we need to make a choice, to take a stand, decide to trust-even when it all seems hopeless. God desires that we trust Him, to believe that He can do anything just for His people. There is surely no greater comfort than to trust a God at whose word the heaven and the earth were formed, at whose command all nature remains in balance.


Let’s cease to worry about solutions and focus on God who is ever willing to deliver us. Simply talk to God about it all and leave it at His feet. Trust that He can .Believe that He will pull it off for you because he loves and cares about you.


God bless you

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::..
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 19 August 2011

A Time Lapse Within Which To Make The Change Desired

A Lesson To Learn Yet Within A Only The Limited Time Available

A Deadline Fast Approaching

A Situation Undesirable If Goal Not Yet Achieved

A Window Of Opportunity Flashing Only For A While

Lasting For Only A Seemingly Brief

And Quickly Shortening Moment.


Dreams Once Only Dreamt Now Realised

Ideas Once Only Far Fetched Now Within Reach

But Only All Achievable Within A Window Of Opportunity

Opportunity Only Lasting For

A Quickly Shortening Moment.


Still Urged By Desire To Win

Moved By The Challenge Only Increasing

Pressing On With A Fantasy,

To A Dream But Still Believing In The Possibility

Trusting And Believing In The Great I AM

Pressing On To Maximised

The Opportunity While It Lasts

Knowing That The Opportunity Lasts

Within A Window Of Opportunity

To Be Optimised.

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Encouragement
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 19 August 2011

There are moments in life when it all seems like a valley-a dry and uncomfortable valley.

Situation after situation bugging you and it’s like you’re walking through a dark and scary tunnel.


It’s also at such moments that the Spirit encourages you to endure, to run the race with perseverance[1].

And hey, the same Spirit is also saying, “ARISE and SHINE!” just like He spoke through the Prophet Isaiah[2].


Arise from the depression and prostration in which circumstances have kept you. Rise to a new life.

Shine – be radiant with the glory of the Lord.


The Spirit also says: “Your Light has come, and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you!”

[1] 1 Corinthians 9:24-27, 2 Timothy 4:5

[2] Isaiah 60:1

..:: By: Ezra Akampa ::.. || about: Encouragement
Posted by: Ezra Akampa || Posted on: 18 August 2011