The Healer


This is not a flash fiction, but a “flash-muse” which came to my heart yesterday morning. Read, reflect and recourse.

Many people think the suffering of Jesus was simply that of his death on the cross.

I beg to differ.

I recently studied John’s account of Jesus’ life and was alarmed at the amount of consistent mocking and opposition Jesus faced almost on a regular basis from the Pharisees and leaders.

“Blows will break my bones, but words won’t hurt me.”

Tell that to my foot.

Tell me constant opposition and harsh demeaning words don’t break even the strong man.

The Bible, through Isaiah called him “a man of sorrows, afflicted, despised, rejected.”
They always countered him and his words. You know that it is we that see Jesus as someone important – not them. We view Jesus with a glorious lens of divinity and power. They saw Jesus as a random guy.

“Ordinary carpenter’s son.” They snickered.

They always plotted to kill him. More than once, they tried to seize him, arrest him and push him off a cliff. They didn’t appreciate his miracles and good works. They accused him of having a devil, rather than glorifying God.

What more could trouble a man who gave all to the people that constantly tried to eliminate him!

Yet he held tenaciously to the claim of his identity with the father and the purpose of his life.

It wasn’t easy, but, to us and the whole world, it was worth it in the end.

If after all he experienced, he’s talking, then we need to pay attention.

So When he says he feels your weakness (Hebrews 4:15), he knows what he’s talking about. And he says he is able to help you when you come to his gracious throne to receive mercy and grace to help in time of need.

You haven’t faced a fraction of what Jesus faced. So what is that trouble? Or challenge?

Create your reality from the truth of God’s word and hold tenaciously to it until it comes to pass in your life.

That is faith!

And that is all what the healer requires you to do.

Happy Sunday,

Introducing ‘The Donut Project 2014’

Hello everyone!

This is a message every young person needs to hear. Take a break. Pause and consider this before you move on with your life; before you take your next decision. This message will determine what you will make of the rest of your life. Whatever your reaction is to the message, it will affect you. It will touch you and grip you by your broken point and touch that sensitive part of your make-up!

It’s the story of the ring Donut.


Can you describe this lip-licking picture- what does this look like?

Well, if you said it is a box of ring donuts – round, puffy, glazed with ice toppings and chocolate spread or coconut crusts and candy streaks, you are right. It’s probably hot and freshly baked.

Hanson Gregory is referred to as the American inventor of the ring donut. The 16-year old sailor at that time disliked the raw centre of regular donuts so he invented the ringed donut by creating a hole with a tin pepperbox. No more raw-core donuts.

But then, he also helped illustrate the world’s most important question, which I did not mention in my description – It has a hole in the centre. Round, puffy, glazed with ice toppings and chocolate spread or coconut crusts. Hot freshly baked…

BUT has a hole in the centre!

Imagine a boy [or girl] like that – who has all he could ever ask for in life – wealth, beauty, intelligence, ideas… that chap will be the coolest guy on the block. But if he has got a hole at the centre of his heart, it’s really not worth it!


Looking Inwards

The teen years are like a trip down a hallway lined with doors. Behind each door lurks a temptation. Drugs, alcohol, sex outside marriage, and many others. Those doors used to be open only a crack. Today, they’ve been taken off their hinges. As you move into your teen years, to high school and beyond, you will walk down that hallway. Temptations will glitter and sparkle from all sides. The doors don’t carry signs that warn you of the consequences of the temptation, which can change your life in an instant and forever. You will have to choose whether to walk into the rooms, or with God’s help, to resist and walk straight down the hallway.

– Katherine Winkler 

Today’s teenagers are so… well, how would you describe them anyway. I’m just 22 but I feel like 50 in terms of the gap between my era and the blossoming generation of teens.

Seriously, there is a huge difference in the challenges and peculiarities of teenagers today. The internet was not much of a big deal in my teenage years. We weren’t that exposed to technology that was still in its formative stages in Nigeria anyway. Life was paced slower – and you didn’t have as much freedom to do whatever you liked. There was guidance from an elder on what to do. You really didn’t have to question what elders told you about life – they were right for the most part.

Not now! The lid has been flung off – there’s so much information and freedom of choice that we often leave truth aside. Parents are no longer at home with the children – they are on the rat race to put food on the table.

You know how it is now – even the primary school kid has an android – information is at your fingertips. Every young person wants to be on TV or at least wants to be a star. Fashion, sex, and money are topics not whispered anymore. It’s everywhere in the media and the young people are glaring at it.


But then, this is great! It’s great to be strong and to want to make an impact.

Knowledge, technology and freedom by far brings out the best in young people. The internet has made it easy for teens to be heard. But then, it’s also bringing out our worst. It’s influencing us more negatively than positively. It’s making us dummies at heart – devoid of truth.

In my days [I’m not that old], we did more of outdoor games. We related with peers on a face-to-face basis. We understood what it meant to sweat and get our hands covered in dirt and happiness and to run upstairs to wash up and clean up the house when Dad honks as the car approaches. He didn’t want us to play ball always.

In my time [some years ago anyway] TV programmes were censored. We had limited channels and even more limited access to those – not that there wasn’t pornography or nudity or all those vices, but it’s now thrown open in the street – on every billboard, every movie screen, every internet page, and every fashion fad.

Teenage pregnancy was a big deal then because we had just few cases. Now, there’s no shame in it anymore. More teenagers are getting involved in sex as lesser ages – and they know how to conceal it from their parents.

If only we could realize that this freedom is boring a large hole at the core of our being. While it’s glazing us all up and making us ‘tusher’, it’s making us like ringed donuts – puffy, glazed and iced on the outside but empty at the core!

Young people take pride in their strength, but the gray hairs of wisdom are even more beautiful.

 – Pro 20:29 CEV

Teenage life is the best of all – it is the period of your strength. You can do all you want to do! You can achieve big things with your life you can dream big and go to work to make it a reality. Don’t waste the energy on the empty life.

Let me share a bit of my insights with you so that you can at least weigh the pros and cons of this great life ahead of you and make a right choice!

Technology and globalization has by far brought out the best in us. Let’s not allow it to make us worse.

Emptiness and Evil has been painted colourful these days. Peer pressure, Sex, Drugs, Rebellion, romance. We faced these too, but then, you are facing a gamut of other things.

I feel for you, friends!

A lesson from the Megaloblast.

I happen to be a medical student and I glean many life lessons from school. Folic acid and Vitamin B12 are essential to red blood cell production. In the deficiency of these substances in our bodies, the red cell nuclei development is impaired. While the red cell cytoplasm grows, its genetic maturation isn’t so upbeat. Megaloblastic Anaemia means the red cells show delayed nuclear and functional maturation relative to cytoplasm due to defective DNA synthesis.

In essence, the red cell [megaloblast] is puffy outside, but defective at the core. So it can’t function and survive as it should. You know, megaloblasts are like ring donuts. They are puffy, glazed, iced but have a hole at their centre – empty at the core.

Young people are energetic and committed to what they love. I’m sure you want your life to make meaning… but then, the world today has found a way to always squeeze us into the mold of materialism and instant gratification.

We have been made to believe that young people are clueless about life. I agree that most young people are actually clueless. But I have also always seen young people being used by God in the Bible.

So the disadvantage is not the young age, but the godlessness – the depravity of our world that has eaten deeply into the crevices of our being. We get the stuffs, but within, we are sad and pressed behind. The media thinks we are no good so it paints a picture of what we should be – slim, lazy, crazy!

That is why I’m launching the Donut Project – a rebellion against the Donut life – which is empty even though it might be cool…


I am so passionate about young people. Since I left secondary school, I have had the passion burning within – which has refused to be extinguished. I want you to make a great influence in life, to fulfil purpose – to be the right teenager!

Without GOD, you might be puffy all right – fabulous, rich, brilliant, boxed up, handsome or beautiful – but nonetheless EMPTY.

So, I’m creating a blog on

This blog will feature articles and awareness that will lead to the release of my first book by the name Donut, which itself is not the end, but a means to an end. Give it a try – follow me on the blog or Facebook. You will not regret a minute of your time, I promise!

From one person God made all nations who live on earth, and he decided when and where every nation would be. God has done all this, so that we will look for him and reach out and find him. He isn’t far from any of us,

– Acts 17:26-27 [CEV]

I will post regular articles, updates and awareness about this move out of the empty life. I wish you would check it out as soon as possible and follow the blog. At least see what this is all about – you might not know the impact this is going to have on your life for good.

Tomorrow, we will discuss more! Check back please.



Permanently Naive

I visited my cousins for the first time in Abuja, many miles away from my house.   I was naïve a visitor at first – they got everything I needed for me but after staying for few days, I became an expert in finding my way around the house. And it was natural – I was expected to have gleaned few things. After the first night, I learnt where the toothpaste was kept and where the waste bin was, also to know drinking water apart from water for domestic chores. Things like that.

When you go to a place for the first time, you are necessarily naïve and are treated as such – you are served food, shown the way to the toilet…  But no one wants to remain naïve, no one likes to. Even if I wanted to, no one would give me the indulgence. I would be reminded: ‘you should have known your way around’ or someone will quip ‘don’t you know?’

Now therefore ye are no more strangers and foreigners, but fellowcitizens with the saints, and of the household of God;  – Eph 2:19

Yes, don’t you know? or do you want to be permanently naïve?

Coming into the kingdom of God is pretty much like that. You were once rightfully naïve to God’s ways and systems, even if you were born in Church. No one expects you to know much anyway.

But they also do not expect you to remain that way. You need to know your way around, to explore and to pick up things yourself. You were at first a stranger, outside the kingdom, then you were welcomed by God. Now you are not expected to remain naïve – you are expected to act like a true citizen who will explore the riches of the kingdom. One who will live by the principles of the kingdom and not pass by nonchalantly what makes the kingdom stand – righteousness. One who will learn to live by faith.

As you received Christ Jesus the Lord, so continue to live in him.  Keep your roots deep in him and have your lives built on him. Be strong in the faith, just as you were taught, and always be thankful.  Be sure that no one leads you away with false and empty teaching that is only human, which comes from the ruling spirits of this world, and not from Christ. – Col 2:6-8 [NCV]

That is what it means to GROW. You only are handed serious matters of the kingdom of God when you cease to be naïve. Get serious. Get determined. Some of us like to be permanently naïve about the kingdom of God. No one’s going to pamper you.

When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I stopped those childish ways. – 1Co 13:11

True citizens learn how to get things done by studying the package of God, which is like a concealed parcel. He expects you to stop being naïve and start unwrapping the package by growing in knowledge.

Learn. Explore. Grow. Jesus died for this!


This week, in what ways could you improve on your knowledge of God?

Little Things

Little drops of water

Little grains of sand

Make the mighty ocean

And the beauteous land

Little deeds of kindness,

Little words of love,

Make our earth an Eden,

Like the heaven above

And the little moments,

Humble though they be,

Make the mighty ages.

Of eternity.

Mrs. J. A. Carney (1845)


Thinking about this poem, I reckon that the big things in life are made up of a million little things. Things that matter in life don’t really occur in sudden big chunks, but are a result of the little pieces put together. The big break for the writer or artist isn’t really a one-day performance, but it is the daily preparations and little appearances that get noticed one day.

A strong friendship is not a result of one big act, but a million little things. Little words of love. Little sacrifices. Little forbearances. Service to God is not a one-time stand, but little daily acts of worship recorded in heaven.

Communion with God is not a single-day affair, not a bulky Spiritual email tossed here and there, but little daily conversations make for a strong friendship: a step-by-step walk with the Lord, study of the Word, watching His daily foot prints and planting your foot steps into them.

“Holiness is the sum of a million little things — the avoidance of little evils and little foibles, the setting aside of little bits of worldliness and little acts of compromise, the putting to death of little inconsistencies and little indiscretions, the attention to little duties and little dealings, the hard work of little self-denials and little self-restraints, the cultivation of little benevolences and little forbearances.” Tony Reinke

Likewise, destroying a life doesn’t happen in a day, it’s a slow fade. The future isn’t really in front: it is formed by the summation of the little decisions we make today.

Do not wait for the big break! But pay attention to the millions of little things that come your way and live them your best.


September 4, 2013 – 10.27am



Everyman’s Conflict

conflictI used to know a man

Whose name was everyman

Everyman meant much to me

Simply because of all he could be

Everyman is born to be great

Everyman has a noble purpose

Everyman has a capacity to create

Perhaps that is what I sillily suppose?

Everyman likes what is good

Everyman lives in Neighbourhood

Yes, Everyman looks just like you

Or am I the one confusing you two?

It’s been long we parted ways

But I can still vividly picture his face

Conflict Stricken, afflicted always

Ever trying, never finding his place

Everyman is neither great nor good

Everyman is the most misunderstood

Though for everyman holds great hope

With his conflict I could no longer cope

That demon also known as Anyman [Mark 5:9]

Tormented me with his multi-attitude

Not until I knew a Saviour in Newman [2Cor 5:17]

Then did I understand this deadly dude


Now answer this riddle and stand a chance to win a great gift!

1.Who is Everyman?

2.What is Everyman’s conflict?

3.Who is Newman?

Send your answer via text or whatsapp to 07055911914 or email before November 30. You stand a chance to win a great book.

Author’s Notes: Every man desires to fulfill the purpose for which he/she was created. Unfortunately, not every man fulfills PURPOSE. Definitely, a man that would fulfill purpose must not be like every man-that’s exactly what this allegory* pictures. Everyman’s conflict talks about the challenge facing every man-that of fulfilling purpose. I hope I succeed in getting you confused with everyman’s conflict so that God can rediscover you to fulfill his purpose.

*allegory – the symbolic expression of a deeper meaning through a story or scene acted out by human, animal, or mythical characters.

 Written by Babarinsa Oluwatoba

Snippet Post: Me and My Father [God]

If you did check the Quick Guide page, I wrote about Snippets Page which is short for SNIPPETS from the vine: few words that resonate significance.

In life, we come across invaluable lessons in our everyday life and walk with God – That little prompt or that one verse of scripture that wafted through your mind when you sat silently at school, that still small voice, that important lesson from the story your colleague at work shared with you – the ones you felt God was tugging at your heart.

I think these things ought to be recorded and churned over carefully, bit by bit, applied and shared with others.

So I will, by God’s grace, frequently post quotes, thoughts, illustrations, pictures, journal entries and clips of inspirations, reflections and prayers from my walk with God.

It will be available on the home page as a regular post, and also on the Snippet page [but will be replaced each time a new one comes in]. You will find old posts on the blog archive though.

I hope that by it you will be encouraged in your mind and spirit.


Service to God, working in Church, finding out and doing God’s will has always been a struggle for me. It’s either I don’t want to do it, or I want to but the strength isn’t there, or I get tired easily. Until recently I discovered a secret: Service and sacrifice is easier when it flows out of my functional communion and love-relationship with God and not a compulsion or duty mind set. When I grow closer to God, know Him and love Him, I naturally want to serve. So I designed this wallpaper to illustrate my point. Enjoy!

Me and my Father [God]
Me and my Father [God]

Me and My Father [God] plain
Me and My Father [God] plain
PS: For more info on SNIPPETS, check the SNIPPETS page

Again, feel free to save these images and share! Spread the Word! And make your comments on the comments section below. Blessings.



It was first Silence. Deadly silence.

He could almost hear a pin drop.

From the cliff where he stood, he saw that the valley stretched before him was a white carpet. With brown patches.

As he descended the hill in the wings of the Spirit, he saw the carpet take a three dimensional form. With contours.

White carpet? Hardly.

White carpet – bones, thousands of them. Brown patches – sand.

Did he believe his eyes? Shapes like skulls, breast bones, fists and –

What the…

He stepped down into the valley and was in eye level with the bones. Frowning Skulls, clenched fists, flexed thigh bones across broken hip sockets. They all seemed poised to action, but without a flesh. They were disjointed. Dry. Dead.

He went round them and thought he was seeing faces. Depressed, downcast ones. Who wished they had won the battle that brought them down in this valley.

He probably was unborn when the war was fought and ten when the bald vultures got tired of meat.

His face squeezed in a grimace as desperation rushed through his veins. The gory sight turned his stomach and he felt queasy.

Dry bones in the valley of death.

But before he got overwhelmed with sadness, the master GOD tapped his shoulder and said, “Son of Man, can these bones live?”

Live? Dry bones. How long does it take a human being to decompose to dry bones? Ten years? Twenty? He could have looked it up on Google.

If souls do travel by foot after death, they would have reached their destination long ago. Now to call them back?

I don’t know, he thought. But he knew better than to voice his doubts. So he said, “Master GOD, only you know that.”

Yes. This was the Master GOD, not mere man. This was the One who made a walled highway on the Red sea by the wand of a cane walking stick. This was One who made dresses that grew through the years so His people did not need to swop dresses. It was Him who rained manna from heaven for food. Same God who scolded His people and drew them back to himself.

Only You know that. Only you can know that.

What is death?

Hope lost. Dreams dashed. Heightened expectations crushed.

Being dead is like being in sin, being alienated from God and condemned to the harsh elements of the consequences of iniquity.

Death is what happens to a substance addict who isn’t himself when there is no fix. His sanity and sobriety are dead. His joy is late. He ravages mummy’s drawers, steals her trinkets or dad’s suit pocket for cash so he can fix himself up. Or else –

A dead guy is like a victim of a bad habit like a furious temper. No one knows when he will let rip so everyone plays safe around him. Don’t annoy him or he becomes a big red machine – energetic on the outside but he feels dead within. Self-control, love is dead.

When you set out to execute the bright ideas that pop up in your consciousness, you always meet a dead-end. No matter how hard you try to study for a test, you still flunk it. You manage to keep your head above the water in school, but you know you won’t stay afloat for long. Deadness.

Or those bright ideas are limited by a debilitating physical illness. You can’t help but feel dead and wimpy.

Do you see yourself like the colt tied to the stakes? It has never been used. It has potentials, but still tied. Maybe his owners felt he’s still too small, or has a weakness they do not want to risk exposing.

Like dad and mum does to you – you’re still too small. You stammer or can’t speak your bright ideas in front of a crowd. Potentiated but restricted –more or less dead.

Or you have a fear of failure that makes you fail the test in your mind before even writing it. You’re already dead before you start living.

If it takes years for human bones to decay, it means you’ve had this problem for long.

So Master GOD spoke again: Speak my words to these bones.

Ezekiel spoke God’s words and there was a rustling sound. The bones began to shake and come together.

At first it was bone to bone, then muscles, subcutaneous tissue, ligaments, tendons, skin and hair began to form on the bones. Before He knew it, complete humans were fashioned.

Then He prophesied to the wind – which promptly responded and gave them the breath of life. They lived and became an exceeding great army.

The dry bones became an exceeding great army. Once again.

And for the rest of the day, he walked around dazed because he had seen a miracle.

Yes, what you need is His Word, the very one that created the beautiful universe. The very one that came down, lived among us and saved us. The very one that is ready to make you alive again.

Ezekiel saw a miracle. Do you want to see one?

Then come to the source of the God kind of life. Jesus awaits you at the well.

Scripture: Ezekiel 37, Mark 11:2

Have a great week ahead,




John 14:23 ESV – If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him.


Gen 1:27 KJV – And they heard the voice of the LORD God walking in the garden in the cool of the day: and Adam and his wife hid themselves from the presence of the LORD God amongst the trees of the garden.


Scripture is punctuated with statements that attest to the fact that we are wired for relationships. We are relational beings. We relate with ourselves, with family, friends, colleagues and God! Yes, God. He’s not just a big man up there directing planet earth with a big wand. He’s not dissociated from His creation. When He made man in His image and likeness, He was not left alone, but in the cool of the day, He walked in the in the garden to talk to man: there was a relationship.


Happiness is found in relationships.


God was in a relationship with man from the beginning. But when man sinned, the relationship was broken and God had since been looking for a way to restore him.


When Jesus came and lived among us, he showed us the keys to a lasting relationship – love, sacrifice, communion – he formed relationships with people, connected to them and changed their lives.


Most importantly, He connected us back to a relationship with God that will last for eternity, where we will worship Him, gaze at His majesty and enjoy His glory forever.


Before then, God wants us to relate with Him so that He can rub off his character on us and change our lives. He can give us the right virtues needed to relate well with family, friends and even people who we do not know, expressing love to them in its purest form and impacting their lives for good.

Do you have a personal relationship with God?

Have a great weekend,


The First Christmas

ASSUME Today is Christmas Eve:

Most homes of people who celebrate Christmas will be bustling with last minute preparation activities by now. To many, the significance of Christmas lies in the lights, decorations, harmattan’s  chilled winds , food and gifts. It’s a beautiful sight.

But have you stopped to consider the first Christmas? It couldn’t have been interesting like it is now. Imagine we’re playing real time: What do you think will be happening to Mary and Joseph, Jesus’ parents now?

They must have heard the instruction to go to their hometown for the census. It would not be too convenient for them, bearing it in mind that Mary was about due. But a law must be obeyed, so they had to travel uphill about 6-8 miles from Nazareth, Galilee to Bethlehem, Judea most likely on a donkey. How nice that journey would be! I can imagine a pregnant woman rocking for more than two hours in the cold!

Let’s do some quick arithmetic:

A mile is equivalent to 1.6 kilometers and it takes an adult about 12 minutes to walk a kilometer. So it takes roughly 2 hours 33 minutes to travel 8 miles (12.8 km).

Not a long journey, you say. But think of the stress a 2 and a half hour walk will have on a pregnant woman with an EDD (expected day of delivery) tomorrow! Maybe she was not walking… but a smooth 2 and half hour drive in a car is not the same as Mary rocking on an uneven road on a donkey. It’s not a funny experience.

Have you ridden a horse before? Smooth ride? Hardly. Especially for a pregnant woman. Thank God she counted it a privilege.

It’s 11:30pm – maybe they are almost reaching Bethlehem. No. They would have gotten to Bethlehem by now and heard the worst news of the century: there is no room in the inn!

So they are probably looking for a place to stay. They’ve just walked past a stable when Mary grabs her husband’s tunic and begins to cry “Joseph, Joseph I think the baby’s coming. I’m having contractions now…”

Looking right and spotting a stable at a distance, Joseph shrugs and says, “We’ve got no choice Marie…”

So tomorrow, the Saviour of the world will be born and laid in a MANGER (animal’s feeding trough!), wrapped in swaddling clothes.

Jesus Christ was born into harsh conditions, and this would just begin his journey of obedience which will stretch all the way to the cross.

For you and me.

Back to AD 2011, December 24.

He’s done it. He’s paid the price – gone to the cross and come back with victory: LIFE. That’s why we celebrate Him.

His pain brought Joy to the world. He gives eternal life and peace with God to as many as will accept His offer of life and put their trust in Him.

Soon, He’ll come, this time in Glory, to take us with him to meet God in our new home.

Is His Joy active in your heart? Or will you wait till it’s too late? As you celebrate, remember the celebrant.

Tomorrow is the d-day! So, it’s Merry Christmas from me.



Saturday is the least eventful of the 3 Easter days.

We really don’t do much on this day. Silence is more often than not subconsciously alluded to this day, while everyone looks forward to tomorrow.

Back then in the days, the same happened.

A sorrowful air could be felt everywhere, as those who managed to have the courage to go out carefully avoided the major streets. The soldiers by the streets corners, temple yard and market places were idle. They had no work on their hands – no one really wanted to cause another stir today. Even the mockers and dust raisers of yesterday’s crucifixion were sober now. Only the Chief Priests and Pharisees, those that seemed above the law were able to walk around, feeling like stars. They went to seek for military reinforcement to guard the tomb, so that “His disciples will not come by night, and steal Him away, and say unto the people. He is raised from the dead.”What absurdity.

The remarkable teacher, who taught as one with authority, had been done away with. He performed many miracles: opened blind eyes, healed the sick, and raised the dead. He even turned destinies around by turning the owners back to God. But all were now turned hazy in the minds of people, pushed to one corner by the memory of the harrowing experience of yesterday.

As they chose the nails and put it through his hands, people flinched in horrow. Faces squeezed, heads shook. This was heart wrenching. People had been crucified in the past, many, but there has not been one that attracted much viewership and mixed emotions as this man’s. Or this King’s.

What really turned heads that day? Was it His life, or His death? Was it the earthquake that accompanied His crucifixion? No one had had the forces of nature announce his or her death before. Was it the grave that were opened, the dead men who came back to life or the ripping effect of His last breath? Those that were in the temple said the curtain rent, and with quick calculation, the time it did tallied with that when He breathed His last.

The effects of these events were unsettling but there was no one to explain what was happening. The faithful men that followed this phenomenal figure had fled the night before the last. The multitude had dispersed, returned to their normal lives, even if it wasn’t going to be as normal again, for the shock of the last few days’ events was too overwhelming.

This man had reached beyond the restrictions of social status and racial discrimination, and touched the heart of people. His touch was no ordinary one-it was like Midas’, the touch of Gold that changes lives. He raised brows as He toured round the country, declaring the good news of the Kingdom of the One He called His Father – God. Many had accepted it, and some had thrown it back to His face, spitting at Him in the process and mouthing the words, “No, Thanks.”

His life was short, but impactful. But now, even then, it seemed as if all was gone. The impact seemed absorbed by sorrow. And it was as if the dust settled when the man who called Himself the Son of God was killed.

But, deep down the core of this eventful day, beyond the view of mortal eyes, there was no such thing as silence. In the place where no man could watch and come to give us report, there was activity at its peak. The dead man up there had arrived down here.

The other day, they mocked him and told him to descend from the cross so they could see and believe that He is true. Now, not only did he descend from the cross, He descended to the lower parts of the earth, to finalize the victory that the cross brings. And everyone knew he meant business. He had come to collect the key. He had the sole right to, for He had been obedient even to the point of death on a cross.

He paid the price with His blood. And He reconciled us to God.

Tomorrow, Sunday, the world will come to the full knowledge and significance of the life and death of Christ.

He that descended is the same also that ascended up far above all heavens, that he might fill all things. He’s gone to be with the father, not without sending us a comforter, the Holy Spirit, who brings the divine conference into our lives every day. He prepares a place for as many that believe, and He will come to take them there, when it’s time.

Many Easter Sundays have come and gone but the value of Christ’s death and resurrection remains ever significant.

It is finished. He has paved the way of reconciliation to God. And we all can have the life of God. We all can have peace, if we come to Him. God came down to earth so we can all go to heaven. He’s coming back for as many that believe.

Yes, when we believe in Jesus deep in our hearts, we are made right with God. And when we openly say that we believe in him, we are saved.

Yes, the Scriptures say, “Anyone who trusts in him will never be disappointed.”

It says this because there is no difference between those who are Jews and those who are not. The same Lord is the Lord of all people. And he richly blesses everyone who looks to him for help.

Yes, “everyone who trusts in the Lord will be saved.”

Will you trust in the Lord today?

Happy Reconciliation,


Further References: John 20:17, Eph 4:8-10, Rom 10:10-13, others.