david-omodunmiju
This Nigerian, David Omodunmiju, is a prolific, conscience-reviving writer, who trades with words, writing from songs to short-stories, but developed a special thing for poems and short quotes that stirs the spirit. ok, i've said enough, just read his work already.
The wisdom of God has always wanted big things to come in small packages.
And like grace in unlikely places,
so is the story of a child.
In us (children), God shares His experiences with Humanity (patience, love, discipline, leadership, etc). Its a practical class.
For In our heart is the possibility of Heaven
And like us are those who live there.
We are the glory of God concealed and it is your honor to find us out.
We are the heritage from the Lord, a weapon of defense, and a great company for comfort.
The most blessings of any family is hidden in us, by God.
Like an arrow in The hands of the mighty,
the one who shoots us, as directed by God will never miss his target.
We come into your lives, you love us, we grow, we learn, and we love you back.
We are that godly seeds the great husband man searches for.
May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 4:15 AM UTC
The power of resources beyond lack
Filling up every vacuum of want
What could we ever ask?
When there’s provision for what we need not yet
In Heaven’s Economy
Peace that passes understanding
Erasing the fear of depression
With enough confidence to face tomorrow
Provided through the network of faith
Heavens' Economy
Where the existence of famine is not recognized
Even the least budget is well organized
Its treasures are incorruptible
And only by faith is it accessible
Reserved for the people in His kingdom
Managed by His wisdom
Heaven’s economy, powered by God.
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 1:12 AM UTC
When I sit to think
Trying to find the missing link
I wonder why sin is so sleek
And the atmosphere around it, really thick
Some people just want to stay blind
By refusing the renewal of their mind
Each day, denominations keep stringing up
And evil just won’t stop
Doctrines have gone wild
Trying to make situations seen mild
But it only makes the truth so clear
That His appearance is really near
And only those who hold Him dearly will see Him
So in your best interest, neglect this old devil
That you may make heaven
His love for you is more than you can know
The knowledge of Him will help you grow
Washing you with His blood that makes white as snow
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 1:08 AM UTC
Penetrating the walls of sin
To bring to life a dead being
Tolerating our flaws
Through the forgiveness of our trespasses
Will not behold sin
Therefore to it blinded His love
Left His throne, to eat from our dish
Working willingly towards His wish
The great deliverer
Ready to lead us out of darkness into His marvelous light
The still small voice whispering “yes you can”
From the heart of love, His blood flows
Healing the bruised, finding the lost
Assuring the hopeless, giving another chance to the prodigal
Through mercy, with a blazing grace.
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 1:04 AM UTC
Another bright day where the sun still has its smile
Business like, cars running their mile
People all around, buying and selling
And some lazy ones, still sleeping in their dwellings
Our worries cloud the reality of an expiry date
And we keep wasting time, living by fate
Well any how we use our time, it’s recorded
And some day, rewards will be accorded
More real than breath, time is ticking
To every man is a time and season
Your ignorance might just be writing you wrong pages
And before you realize, you’re referring to gone ages
Think about this more than twice
And choose the path of the wise
Just before you close those eyes
Clear your mind of those worldly lies
That paints wrong as right
Luring you away from the true light
Wake up from these illusions, stand up and fight
Keep your gaze on the truth, focused and tight
So if you see tomorrow’s sun
Don’t use another chance for fun
Register your life in it as an impactful one
By living in accordance with the will of the first born.
- Omodunmiju David
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 1:19 AM UTC
His mighty self came through a ******
His unconditional love for us made Him cross the margin
His royalty came as low as a carpenter
Just to reconcile us back to the Father
He passed through the heat of hell, to lay for us a path
Tore in two the veil, so we’ll have access to His heart
Willingly, He left the throne of grace
To give us life, and in death take our place
Who for the joy bore our pain
Setting believers free from the enemy’s chain
He felt all and more, what we now feel
And despite our foolishness, won’t give up on us still
For us He came, by us was rejected
We lived in sin while for us He fasted
Still for us
He went to the cross
And felt all kinds of pain in their gross
It’s not much He’s asking for
He’s just saying “wherever you are, be my ambassador”
Growing up all round into my stature
After all these proof of love…yes Jesus is worth dying for
- Omodunmiju David
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC
Visible but stuck, it could give direction
With the truth of its helplessness
Few discover their stagnancy
Fewer find a reason to change condition
That’s how we live each day
Acting outside what we say
Our mouth, pointing to the kingdom
Our lives, pulling away from real freedom
Choosing foolishness over wisdom
By walking in this evil world’s custom
There won’t be reward
If they came because of you
But if they came with you
So drive the train
Rather than be just a pointer
Like a signboard
- Omodunmiju David
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 9:21 PM UTC
A thought on God’s mind
To rescue the lost
And give vision to the blind
So he acted
Let’s make man in our own image
His pen wrote your page
A major project, loaded with mysteries
Then He formed a habit
To make more in different ways
It became His character
To make good things better
And better things you
If there was a best project He did
The best song He composed
The best script He wrote
The best picture He painted
It’s your destiny…fulfill it
- Omodunmiju David
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 8:20 PM UTC
THE ADVERSARY OF THE SOULS OF MEN
it feeds your passion
it knows your taste
fueling your lust
you think you're smart
it would keep you busy, and won't let you ask why
running your life in the routine of a circus
you are stranded in the world of competition
and have lost touch with contentment
its job description is one
reducing a king to a beast
that now lives with only a selfish purpose
gathering only for a passing world
its the regret of the dead
the wish of the old
the regular companion of an agile heart
and the mystery unknown to a new born.
-David Omodunmiju
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 12:22 PM UTC
YOUR OWN HEM
By David Omodunmiju
The power in Him runs even through His garment
It could make your healing permanent
Ending your pain in a moment
It’s what you get, when your Father is omnipotent
She would have died, weighing the crowd
But her faith was far too proud
Her cry wouldn’t have meant a thing, though loud
But her desperation for healing changed the cloud
Now you don’t need that much
Healing has advanced to faith not touch
Even so, build not your faith from the environment
And enough of the mere talks
Resign from the dead works
Wake up! Days of turns are gone
Else like the ******* by the river, you’ll be there for long
Now the violent are the ones who take it
You’ll need your violence of faith to make it
These tears won’t help you receive
The equations have changed, don’t be deceived
It’s now faith plus work that equals achieve
Your faith might just be your own hem.
- David Omodunmiju
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 11:48 AM UTC