Month: April 2016

God brings Dreams to Pass

(Redemption storytelling poem)

Up and down the land she walked,
as a wanderer seeing naught and
feeling lost, she sighed and cried
“I have stalled ‘cause of the
fog and drought”.
Even within, she felt barren and dry
wanting to pray but too weak to try.

Then came a light so bright before her face,
but looking around she saw no one in that place.
Within her heart, she heard a voice say loud & clear
“I am the Light of the World who loves you, my dear”.
Then he placed a fountain in her heart and said
“Out of you shall flow rivers of living water
to quench your thirst, so you shall never falter”.

Then suddenly her heart became a well watered verdant land,
from her mouth was a melodious waterfall,
and her eyes were awash with God’s salve to never falter or fall.

The bright ray of the morning sun
hit her face so hard she covered her eyes and exclaimed “my, what a dream so real!”
The dream spoke of God’s Light,
His love and the River of Life,
a picture of what is to come,
a revelation of God’s delivering might and abundant promises day and night.

Now strengthened,
newly enlightened,
no more doubtful,
newly hopeful,
she knew that she could cope
with every trial whatever the scope,
for her heart was now full of hope,
because of Him who said

“I have spoken it, I will also bring it to pass;
I have purposed it, I will also do it.(1)”

(Scriptural references:John 8:12, 7:38-39, Biblical quote Isaiah 46:11 KJV)

©Deborah E. Nyamekye 21/04/2016



Appointed Time of Recompense

This prophetic poem is a Word of
encouragement to those who have given up on the world, suffer difficulties but still keep on keeping on in faith and for His sake. He is the God who not only hears and sees, but He also takes note and recompenses and blesses:

✝Prophetic Poem:
Appointed time of Recompense

Father knows you ended
the evil worldly game to
carry your cross in shame
to live your life for His fame.
He sees how you
refrain from giving up
under the strain of
a life of struggles and pain
and how you choose to sing
“By my God I am
always joyful,
full of gratitude,
Oh forever thankful”.

He hears your
shouts of joy,
sonnets of gratitude,
songs of thanksgiving.

Your voice of praise rises to the
skies until saturated heavenly
clouds can no more hold your
treasures reserved in storehouse
preserves, until there is a breaking
forth of abundant blessings,
mighty outpourings with
no end in sight.

Hurricanes of blessings,
Storms of rewards.
for the time of restoration
and recompense is now.

Do not hold back
for the time is now,
raise your hands
for the LORD says

©Deborah E. Nyamekye 7/04/2016