Call Me

Call Me 

I can see the pain behind your eyes, 

Even I, 

Yes I sometimes cry, 

I see the tears behind your smile, 

I know the pain that goes into pulling your muscles back from a frown, 

I put your tears into a bottle, 

Yes, 

I number them all, 

I know where you hurt the most, 

Please don't blame me for your hurt, 

Instead look to Me, 

I, 

The only one who can heal you, 

Yes he broke your heart,

But that wasn't Me, 

The was a representation of Me, 

And he wasn't the best one to portray Me, 

Love, 

For I am Love, 

In fact, 

I Am, 

And I will be, 

Everything you need Me to be, 

Everything you think you didn't need, 

Everything you will ever need, 

I will be, 

No, 

I already Am, 

Can I trust you to trust Me? 

Can I trust you to hand it over to Me? 

My child, 

Will you stop crying yourself blind? 

When you do that you can't see Me, 

Please, 

Put down the drink, 

It won't cure your hurt, 

I am here, 

Hang up the phone and get down on your knees, 

Don't call him, 

He can't save you, 

Only I can, 

Call Me!!! 

Jeremiah 33:3,

I will show you, 

Lead you out of darkness, 

Into My beautiful light, 

Get up, 

Out of distress, 

That's not My plan for your life, 

All your shortcomings and failures I knew before I ordained you into being, 

There's nothing too great for Me to forgive, 

Drag yourself to Me if you have to, 

Let My presence overwhelm you, 

Remember there is nothing I can't do, 

But just like a telephone line, 

You have to dial and call 

To be connected, 

To My throne, 

I'm waiting, 

On the other end to deal with your query or request, 

Will you call? 

What Can I Say?

I got a thing to say

If I were a singer I'd say: 

I couldn't find the words to say so I'll just put it in the form of a song 

You'd have to see the words in a dancer's eyes to try and understand why, 

Why what I got to say can't just be said but has to be, 

Written into code into an ordinary phone, 

Letters dictating where my thumbs might go, 

Next,

To tell you, 

That I got something to say, 

See my thing is I gotta get these thoughts out, 

So instead of talking to myself, 

I'll type to myself, 

Hey yo Kristal, 

Did you know that The Lord is good and His mercy is making you look crazy? 

Did you know that the King, 

Started from the top but left it to die, 

For YOU? 

Hey Kristal, 

Did you know that your body is a temple of the precious, beloved and sweet Holy Spirit? 

Did you know that you're loved unconditionally, 

Beyond belief and all humanistic ideals? 

Did you know that it's not always gonna be easy, 

But I'll tell you this for free: 

When you see people worship the God that you stand for and believe in, 

It will take you to a deeper place in Him, 

Where you can, 

Stand, 

In love, awe and adoration, 

With a King, 

Who stooped down low, 

To write these words on my heart, 

So I could share with you, 

Yes YOU! 

I may not know your name but you know this poem is for you, 

You know God has been tugging, playing chords on your heart strings, 

Bidding almost begging you to come to Him, 

All you got to do is let Him in, 

Lift up your heads o ye gates, and be lifted up forever more so that the King of glory may come in, 

And sit on the throne of your heart,

To lead and guide you forever 

More. 

Amen! 

My Salvation

It was always my mother's salvation, never mine, it was always what mummy wanted to do. Mummy said when we read the bible, mummy said when we prayed, mummy said we should join the choir, mummy said. I got baptized under mummy's watchful eye because I believed that's what she would like. Mummy was mostly responsible for how I felt about God, I think this actually helped me because at one point in time I got sick of HER God and ultimately rebelled not wanting to take part in her worship. I'd hate for this to sound like this was a bad thing my mother was doing to me so I quote Proverbs 22 v 6 Train up a child in the way he should go, And when he is old he will not depart from it, so even though I departed from it the roots were so deeply placed that I returned to it. Anyway I rebelled, as soon as I stopped living under her roof, I stopped going to church and was living loose, broke out like a rash and partied like a rock star. I did it till I got bored of it but did it anyway. Every night still I would pray, asking my mother's God to forgive me because still at this point I didn't know God for myself. I would knowingly commit a sin, going into it thinking 'when I get up, God will forgive me so I'll do it anyway, it doesn't matter'. Till I got fed up with living that way, taking advantage of God's mercy and forgiveness (by he way He was still my mother's God at this point) and I thought mommy's God is kinda alright still, I'm gonna try Him for myself and that I did. I made myself go to church every Sunday and read my bible every night because a small part of me actually liked that when Mummy made us do it. So I sought Him and found Him experienced The Holy Spirit and I'm overcome with remorse every time I crucify His Son, again, with my sins, I'm not perfect but perfection is what I strive for. I remember someone saying to me that I can't change I was too stuck in my old ways to change and the words that came out my mouth were "well my friend you don't know the power of the Lord" I didn't need more confirmation that I was on my way to a new life.

 

I remember the first time I came to this church I was overwhelmed by the amount of young people here. I've never seen anything like it, it's not just the young people, it's how Godly they are like they eat breathe and live for Christ and that's something I aspire to. someone asked why people choose the church they go to its an unexplainable thing I can only say it's my God's doing because since my first visit last easter to this day a lot has changed . My God has placed the right people in my way for me to fulfill His purpose in me. It's not just about the atmosphere, it's about the people my God wants me to meet, it's about meeting those people at the right time, its about the acceptance of anybody, no matter what state you're in, it's about the 'don't wait till yu fix up, come as you are'. No one could ask for anymore God in flesh, that's Him right there. There's a lot more to change in my life, I don't think God is finished with me just yet, I doubt He's scratched the surface and this is what excites me the most knowing all He has done for me already from getting accepted at a university without meeting the minimum entry requirements to sending to a place, removing me from all my distractions so I can have a personal, intimate relationship with me and MY God. And the Sign Team, the thing that has blessed me most about this ministry is the songs they sign to that minister to ME personally how i have to go away and download the songs and play them on repeat 'I Won't Go Back' is my favourite one and when someone asked why I won't go back, I just had to say, there's nothing to go back to!

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new. 2 Corinthians 5:17

May 4, 2012

I asked what blog I would rather have; Blogger or Tumblr
He said: "neither"
"Why?" I asked
He responded: "Because you have nothing to blog about"
I said: "okay"
Couple days later I launched and published my first blog, 'My Wedding' ---> http://reelrhymes.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/my-wedding.html on the 4th of May 2012. It was written ages before that, ages before I knew the Holy Spirit was an amazing writer, ages before I knew who and how amazing the Holy Spirit is. The fact was, I always wrote, ages before I knew it was a gift He gave me because I couldn't speak, even now still I can't speak properly, but I'll tell anyone for free that I write, or He writes through me better than I can speak. From an early age, it was pointed out that I reach for pen and paper when I'm upset; I like to reflect in awe of how the Holy Spirit was then training me.

The moral of the story is two things:

1. If you're wondering what your gifting is, just tap into the Holy Spirit and He WILL show you. It's God's desire that you know so you can bring glory to Him..
2. NEVER let "people" put a damper on what you KNOW is on your heart to do. ALWAYS listen to what the Holy Spirit is saying and how do you know it's the Holy Spirit? He'll never leave you alone till you do it and when you do you'll have such great peace about it. That's Him! Amazing!

Since he told me I don't need a blog, the Holy Spirit has answered with 69 published blog posts and 1364 page views, not I but Him, all Him and all glory to Him!!

Here it is, a year later and I know the Holy Spirit has many more years of writing in me.

I must say a big THANK YOU to everyone who's read anything on here... I know the Holy Spirit has blessed you somehow!!

Stay Silent

What do you do when you get your confidence back to have it knocked,
All over again,
It's like its being dragged on the floor,
Stamped on,
Jumped up and down on,
Hurled between two tall people,
With you in the middle,
Only tryna catch it,
Only tryna get it back to understand it's worth,
You're keeping quiet not because you don't have a lot to say,
But because you in the equation,
Minus the confidence,
Just seals your lips,
Your mind tells your tongue to not move,
You're being held prisoner,
Because they wont give you back your confidence,
Your held up under arrest,
For what your heart knows what it HAS to say,
But your mind knows that it is not in line with confidence,
So there you just sit,
In silence that has you choked,
You wanna get up and grab a mic,
But what's the use,
If you say it you yourself wont even believe it,
So silence has you bound,
Your confidence in a corner trying its best to not be your friend,
You have no choice but to stay silent,
These thoughts might be the death of you but you,
Stay silent,
While praying for confidence you just have to,
Stay silent,
While hoping for the opportunity to be handed a mic you,
Stay silent,
But don't be mad in silence,
See the beauty of not talking or being able to talk,
Is that you listen,
And in solitary confinement,
You get to know Him,
Him who says be still, be quiet and know that I am God,
Him who wants to be your God, Saviour and Friend,
Him who made you in His image and likeness,
You get to know Him who said He will never leave you,
And what better way to experience a love like that,
Than when you're alone, quiet and still,
Perspective is what will make you realize that,
He went through all that,
Took away your 'friends' and your voice,
So you could be still, alone and silent with Him,
So He could make you into what He wants to make you,
So when you get confidence back,
You'll use it for His glory,
To build His kingdom,
He makes you experience unrest,
So you can appreciate His peace,
It's all a part of His plan,
Just rest in it cuz He's got so much more than your confidence to give you back,
Stay silent before Him
And you can speak in front of ANYONE!

Mr Main Man

He's my guy,
The type of guy that loves everybody but still shows His love for me in a special way,
In a way that I don't have to question His love,
In a way that makes me so secure,
Like I don't have to guess,
Before I ask, He goes out of His way to show me,
Before I fall,
He extends His arm to catch me,
And when He does,
He pulls me close,
To remind me that I am His,
And that He will always love me,
In a way that only He can
No one can love me like He does,
Nothing you do can make me love you the way I love Him,
The love we have couldn't be more perfectly orchestrated,
Couldn't be more passionate,
It's the silent kind of love,
Where more love is shown through doing nothing,
Just being in His presence,
I love Him,
He loves me,
He loves everyone,
But when I am alone with Him,
I can't help but fall in love all over again!

Is It Really Worth It?

Just imagine, you're praying for your husband and some 'random' comes and says "let's just steal a quick kiss". From all the frustrating nights you spent wondering if God even heard your prayers. So you go with this random, in a dark corner and you steal this quick kiss. Your husband who, for all you know had been praying for you and asking God for wisdom on how to approach you, passes by, ready to approach you but you're caught kidding this 'random'. You chase your husband to try and explain why you slipped up, in his mind he's tryna justify what events in a relationship will highlight your impatience and make you slip again. The 'random' has gone on to find his next victim, another woman who has been waiting on God for long and most likely frustrated with Him, to see if he satisfy his fleshly desires. Your husband is considering whether he can trust you and that in itself is not trust. You miss your chance, your husband is mentally wounded, and you've wasted time. All for a moment's worth of pleasure, you have to ask yourself; is it REALLY worth it?