April or Not, Christ Awaits a Fool’s Return

“The god of this age has blinded (fooled) the minds of unbelievers so they cannot see the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God. – 2 Corinthians 4:4”

“For even though they knew God, they did not honour Him as God or give thanks, but they became futile in their speculations, and their foolish heart was darkened. Professing to be wise, they became fools. – Romans 1:21-22”


‘April Fool’ or ‘All Fools’ day
Celebrates every earthly race
Calling today to hear about fools
Learning lessons untaught in schools
No less than a revelation truthful
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘My tongue I can’t control!’
Rattles a foolish soul
Gossiping and slandering endlessly
Cussing vanity, expletives and flattery
No less than venomous sting deathly
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘My anger I can’t control!’
Explodes a foolish soul
Gnashing teeth, grinding floors
Banging of fists and doors
No less than a murderer sore
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘Obsession over myself I can’t control!’
Parades so a foolish soul
Over beauty, talent, wealth, status, ancestry lauds sole
Doing things to please people, faking within
Showing off self in deep conceit
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘My appetite I can’t control!’
Growls a foolish soul
Living belly for the food, food for the belly
Tingling carnal senses over roast and curry
No less than an abominable idolatry
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘My sexual desires, perversions I can’t control!’
Gasps a foolish soul
Craving porn images and sensuous movies
Leching with eyes, lusting within secretly
No less than grave adultery
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘My love for money I can’t control!’
Clinks and clanks a foolish soul
Accumulating more than required
Spending lavishly with pride
No less than a needle’s eye
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘Don’t teach me, I know it all!’
Trumpets a foolish soul
Speaking highly of self and none other
Esteeming self better than others
No less than the proudest Lucifer
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘I’ll give you wisdom from above!’
Makes an offer, Christ, the Son of God
Fearing the one True God is beginning of all wisdom
Replacing Christ with man-made, false gods is beginning of all foolishness
God’s folly greater than man’s wisdom
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits a fool’s return

‘What must we fools do so?’
Pour out our foolish souls
Returning to Christ who alone saves
Submitting to the One who revives
No less than true repentance
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ awaits our humble return

‘Through my Spirit you can control!’
Promises, Christ, God’s own Word
Mortifying your flesh on the cross
Resurrecting your life in the Spirit
No less than becoming like Christ
April or not…Hey-Hue-Hoe-Hum
Christ receives our repenting return

Demon Mother

My dear son to you I write
Hope you understand my plight
Confessing with great pain
How I cringed with disdain

I don’t know how you’d react
Reading these beastly facts
About your mother now asleep
May God help you to forgive

Days I overused the rod
Teary nights it brought
Anger on you I’d unleash
Realised my love was selfish

I often lost my temper
Calling you names severe
In decibels harsh and loud
I did scream and shout

At your tender age
Persecution on you I laid
Harsh words inflicting wounds
I wish they unwound

While I wanted your best
Weak methods I thrust
While abode in tyrant abyss
Repented for my wickedness

Your mother changed her ways
Freed from demonic sways
“I am sorry, my son dear”
Please forgive your mother

Hashtag Rags

The pretty and plush woman sat hash tagging into her latest bling device. Let’s call her the ‘plush lady’. She was beautiful and more so stunningly adorned. The pashmina stole with exquisite design, which was delicately knotted around her elegant, marble neck glistened in the sun light that streamed from the magnificently large lounge window she was seated next to in the restaurant. Her stately personality earned her appreciation from every onlooker. She knew she had many admirers.

Another diner in a nearby open restaurant noticed one end of the plush lady’s stole trailing into the garden pot that perched on the low window sill. Let’s call her ‘fellow diner’. “Oh dear, the costly stole seems to be soaking and coating in the wet muddy water of the garden pot”, she thought. Before long, the plush lady while adjusting the stole, pulled the delicate stole’s one end to the table raking with it grainy chunks of mud and grime all around the place she was seated, dirtying her delicate robe and fine shoes as well. The fellow diner immediately scurried to the plush lady and tried signalling her of what was actually happening. The plush lady didn’t care for the creature who seemed to be saying something. With annoyance writ large on her face, the plush lady feigned ignorance and thought, “What could a menial nothing of substandard looks and lifestyle have anything at all to say to her?” The fellow diner tried with all her strength and understanding to explain the mess that the plush lady was into. Alas, all fell on stubbornly deaf ears!

Then when the plush lady arose to leave, her stole, which by now looked like any other filthy rag, and her dirtied shoes and robe, stained the entire path she tread, completely oblivious of what was happening with her, around her and because of her. She gently adjusted the stole above her head to cover her gorgeous hairdo unaware of the progressive staining. Yet the plush lady walked with gait and elegance bathed under her super rich self-esteem.

The fellow-diner helplessly looked on, praying for her to gain an attitude to listen the Truth one day!

Isaiah 64:6 All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away.

Jesus will perfect that which concerns you!

You say, my idleness is dire; In His Word God said, you I’ve hired
(Mark 16:15)

You say, what good can come from me; In His Word God said, that you leave it to Me (John 1:46)

You say, my life’s dark and dingy; In His Word God said, then let Me tidy
(Genesis 1:2)

You say, i’ve always failed; In His Word God said, along with Me be nailed
(Galatians 5:24)

You say, i’ve tried all possible ways; In His Word God said, did you try the ONLY Way? (John 10:1)

You say, what Way is this now?; In His Word God said, ‘tis Jesus, the lamb from above (John 14:6)

You say, ok, what must I then do?; In His Word God said, repent, confess sin hitherto (Matthew 3:2)

You say, what Lord, do you require from me; In His Word God said, be just and kind, daily with Me walk humbly (Micah 6:8)

You say, ok, but it may get murkier and sinister; In His Word God said, My angels I’ve commanded to minister (Psalms 91:11)

You say, will the Way be fun and rosy?; In His Word God said, far from cosy and posy (Hebrews 5:8)

You say, oh no! then I’d be sick and wounded; In His Word God said, by the Chief Shepherd you’ll be tended (Psalms 23:1)

You say, this Way isn’t attractive like the counterfeits; In His Word God said, I work out exquisite designs, not phoney (Jeremiah 29:11)

You say, help me Lord, help my unbelief; In His Word God said, I’ve made promises that I intend to keep (2 Corinthians 1:20)

You say, all along teach me Lord, I want to follow You; In His Word God said, I will perfect that which concerns you! (Psalms 138:8)

Unity in Diversity

Once upon a time there lived three interesting neighbourhoods in a jungle. The mongoose, peacock and eagle families lived side by side. They had one common enemy – the evil snake family. The mongoose were alert, the peacock were agile and the eagle were tough. But there was one severe problem. They couldn’t stand each other. Each tried to show the other down and show themselves high. They fought over petty matters. None wanted peace, no not even the slightest desire for peace. They were happy despising each other and felt comfortable in their dissensions. You see it is easy to keep distance, but quite costly to embrace differences and weaknesses of each other in humility for the sake of the Rock of Ages who loved peace and unity among brethren! It costs your ‘self’ to love.

Now the snake, the fallen foe, always strove to survive by deceiving them. The fighting neighbourhood comprising the mongoose, peacock and eagle made life easy for the snake. Every now and then there would be petty brawls and riotous outbreaks in the jungle. Those were opportunities the snake sought to stealthily attack the vulnerable young ones of the communities. The snakes just needed one, small loop hole to get in. This trend continued till the mongoose, peacock and eagle realised their dwindling and weakening quality. They were tired. They knew the root of their problem, but of their own they could do nothing. They even thought of leaving the jungle and going some faraway land, but the adage, ‘a known devil is better than an unknown’ struck fear in their hearts. So each of them, without the other knowing, decided to meet the Rock of Ages, who was their only Hope.

Surprise of surprise, all three landed at the feet of the Rock of Ages at the same time. All three narrated their problem. The Rock of Ages heard each with a keen ear and gently rebuked, “I made each of you with unique qualities. It would behove you’ll to glorify Me in your respective qualities and complement each other in the fight against your common enemy. But each of you puffed yourself and fell away from tolerating each other. It is not too late yet, repent, apologise, forgive and gather together so I can re-build the broken and manifest My Glory amidst you’ll.”

The gentle correction of the Rock of Ages opened everyone’s eyes. They repented and decided to obey the only Wise voice. Each one decided to wholeheartedly perform the duties they were called to and yet with care for the other. While the peacock sent out shrill alerts at the sight of snakes, the eagle heard the alerts and attacked from great heights and the mongoose tackled the slithers amongst bushes and brambles. It became a team work. Soon love blossomed and the once dying neighbourhood was revived. The suddenly united and bound-with-cords-of-love jungle became a terror for the snakes who now doubled their shift work. So while the enemy snake continued their warfare, the unity in the diverse, yet loving neighbourhood continued overthrowing and keeping the enemy at bay!

Ephesians 4:15-16 Rather, speaking the truth in love, we are to grow up in every way into him who is the Head, into Christ, from whom the whole body, joined and held together by every joint with which it is equipped, when each part is working properly, makes the body grow so that it builds itself up in love.

Stairway to Heaven!

When you are despised,
Spoken evil about
Be not dismayed nor cringe
Rather pause and think
If you gossiped insane
About else or anyone

When you are rejected,
Shut out from groups
Be not dismayed nor cringe
Rather pause and think
If you banged the door
On others or clicked off your phone

When you are cheated,
Fooled or ridiculed
Be not dismayed nor cringe
Rather pause and think
If you fooled someone
Albeit minor kid or was it none?

When you realise
You’ve been set up for failure
Be not dismayed nor cringe
Rather pause and think
If you ever did the same
To someone else in your life

So, I found this better way in Christ
To deal with inconsistencies of life
Instead of cowering in self-pity
I’d rather rise and use the opportunity

Instead of judging others
I’d rather scan my character
Instead of sweating over small stuff
I’d rather my weaknesses snuff

Almost every check and scan
Reveals wickedness of my inner man
I quickly ask forgiveness from Christ
To repent His Grace doth suffice

It seems stupid and painful initially
But as you practise daily
An inward cleansing you engage
Can’t miss that remarkable change

Fellow Christian, I am a work-in-progress
So if you see me way below standards
Please look at Christ as He helps me
Gradually His character exchanging with me

Narrow maybe the treading path
Best is the blood-stained promenade
Where every adversity hurled
Into a stepping stone it turns

Am astounded at the speed
You and I can gallop ahead
Though evil in seamless proportion
With Christ, it’s a stairway to heaven!