<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:33:18.422-08:00</updated><category term='Significance of Life'/><category term='Loyso'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Bikitsha'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='Loyiso'/><title type='text'>Loyso Bikitsha</title><subtitle type='html'>'See, I am  doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it'- Isaiah 43verse19</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-839719767479659922</id><published>2011-01-16T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T02:19:40.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Time, God's Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TTPVKwq0a6I/AAAAAAAAA28/T8QU0oyo5fk/s1600/time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" width="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TTPVKwq0a6I/AAAAAAAAA28/T8QU0oyo5fk/s200/time.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been tested, I believe, in every aspect of my life. And I believe that God has developed &lt;br /&gt;a character in me that is willing and able to action His purpose for my life. In my dealing with Him I had asked that He please minister to me in all ways, before I can minister to the masses. I said to Him "Father, I refuse to minister about your love, your power - to heal, provide, and prosper your children if I have not experienced it myself". Now I feel that the course is done and I have passed the Transformation Course, &lt;i&gt;"I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service. And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God."&lt;/i&gt; - Romans 12:1-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spirit in me testifies that I am pleasing to God, and that I am ready to receive all kinds of healing, providence, riches - both spiritual and material, and prominence. I am as ready as Tracy Chapman in her "I'm ready" song.  I'm ready to let the rivers wash over me, for that matter I was born-again to Isaiah 43:18-21 and verses 19 &amp; 20 say &lt;i&gt;"Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth; shall ye not know it? I will even make a way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert. The beast of the field shall honour me, the dragons and the owls: because I give waters in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert, to give drink to my people, my chosen"&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is God's time in my life and nothing can stop it. It has not been easy getting where I am now spiritually. I accept duty Lord, for you have been faithful. I love you as I live through your word in Psalm 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-839719767479659922?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/839719767479659922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-time-gods-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/839719767479659922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/839719767479659922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-time-gods-time.html' title='It is Time, God&apos;s Time'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TTPVKwq0a6I/AAAAAAAAA28/T8QU0oyo5fk/s72-c/time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-5964339038357591921</id><published>2010-10-08T14:32:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T03:25:52.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Success God's Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TMlPeLMNnrI/AAAAAAAAA08/MuMUrb7vTHI/s1600/Success.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TMlPeLMNnrI/AAAAAAAAA08/MuMUrb7vTHI/s200/Success.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533040997020049074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a while I have struggled with the modern common definition of success, a tertiary qualification, a house and a car or two and marriage as a cherry on top. How did people measure success a millennium ago, when there were no educational institutions, nor were there fancy housing and cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever people speak of success they always associate it with these tangible yet destructible things, forgetting the more permanent/crucial articles of success. Such articles include success in keeping a healthy relationship with people and nature, thus companions, family and friends, and also good eating habits, socio-economically responsible through personal, private or public charitable offerings, and respectful to nature in the sense of taking care of your pet(s) and plant life. I am being general here of course, but the idea is that success shouldn't be measured by things that can be lost through one tragic event such as a collapse of an economy: for the things often listed in measuring success were lost by some due to the economic depression more than a year ago. However it is only through death that one can lose the articles I have mentioned in my casual definition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I will never think myself a success until I have success within my family, in terms of having a healthy relationship with them, and in my marriage [when I am married of course], in my business affairs, in fulfilling God's purpose for my life [more significantly], in my socio-economic roles, in sustaining a good living for all those I can help and therefore everything I do. I have set my eyes for the success which David had. The bible says David "had success in all his undertakings, for the LORD was with him" 1 Samuel 18:14. In everything I do I wish to have success and have no wasted efforts, but I understand that what underlies that is the presence of the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue to seek Him, I need Him, because I want to achieve what He wants me to achieve. I am His, and thus I seek only to please He, after saving a certain woman from hypocrites my Lord said "He who sent me is with me. He has not left me alone, for I always do the things that are pleasing to Him" John 8:29. Let me please Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Success God's way because only then can I know that I am pleasing Him, success in one aspect of my life is not enough, not stating that I don't want challenges but in fact stating that I need VICTORY over all challenges I encounter, which will therefore be confirmation of my being a fragrant offering of thanksgiving to the Lord, which is acceptable and pleasing to my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us try to have Success God's Way, and see if we will not be content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-5964339038357591921?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/5964339038357591921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/10/success-gods-way_6672.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/5964339038357591921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/5964339038357591921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/10/success-gods-way_6672.html' title='Success God&apos;s Way'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TMlPeLMNnrI/AAAAAAAAA08/MuMUrb7vTHI/s72-c/Success.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-6909569491359328177</id><published>2010-09-07T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T03:46:14.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>As clouds can be frightening from a distance but are merely mist when you are within them, so are decisions...they seem too big before you make them, but once you are done, they are very light...I guess it is the rain that should be frightening, and similarly the consequence(s) of the decisions we make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TIYXZ7EbDJI/AAAAAAAAAx8/TWJe16XQoRo/s1600/decisionmaking2.s600x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TIYXZ7EbDJI/AAAAAAAAAx8/TWJe16XQoRo/s320/decisionmaking2.s600x600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514120527882161298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-6909569491359328177?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/6909569491359328177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/09/decisions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/6909569491359328177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/6909569491359328177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/09/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TIYXZ7EbDJI/AAAAAAAAAx8/TWJe16XQoRo/s72-c/decisionmaking2.s600x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-5371592016325490057</id><published>2010-09-02T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T10:08:55.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatness</title><content type='html'>Personally I believe greatness to be a substance of belief, and thus I believe that great things are for ordinary people who only think greatness of themselves. People who say "I am great, and I know it....God packed me with greatness and sent me on a physical pilgrimage to carry out a task which matches this awesomeness that lies within me"..these are the people who become great in life, because they realised, through a sudden or gradual awakening, that inside them, lies immeasurable greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am great, because the Son is in me, and therefore He has multiplied my abilities&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-5371592016325490057?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/5371592016325490057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/09/greatness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/5371592016325490057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/5371592016325490057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/09/greatness.html' title='Greatness'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-7847823160190028896</id><published>2010-08-09T01:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T04:10:18.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still And Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TF_PgeSpw3I/AAAAAAAAAww/jVLY6vO70Ls/s1600/GS518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TF_PgeSpw3I/AAAAAAAAAww/jVLY6vO70Ls/s200/GS518.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503345426464097138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we always remember the songs and the verses, yet constantly forget their meaning...for instance, what does this song taken from a verse in Psalm 46, "Be still and know, that I am God" really mean. Yes we love this song, we enjoy and are blessed by it whenever a beautiful anointed voice sings it in praise...but are we conscious of its message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt that awareness is not acquiring knowledge, but reacting according to the message received. For example, in almost all cigarette packs, there is a message that nearly reads "Smoking is not good for your lungs" and some even read "Smoking can cause lung cancer"..what? Yes. So is the person who smoke aware that it can cause lung cancer? No, definitely not. A person whom you can be certain is aware is the one who eventually quits smoking because of realising this message. So the person who continue reading this message and still smokes, just knows it but is yet to be aware. Therefore awareness is a state of being, not the acquirement of knowledge. I think this is why the Lord Jesus, says to His disciples "If you know all this, blessed are you if you really do it"(John 13:17)Moffatt NT, meaning that knowing is far from doing, which eventually proves your awareness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to visit a church yesterday, I'd helped them with something and so they invited me, the Pastor wanted to thank me personally. It was lovely, I was so blessed, they sing so beautifully and the message, it was out of this world, a message of Perfection, rarely ever preached anywhere. But after the service, I came to think of these songs that were sang...such songs were the song like "Noko noko ndingahamba nawe, Nkosi enofefe, ndiwonyuke amadabi...mhh". And then it came to these two songs that this lady medleyed together so wonderfully. She started with the one which sings "Kuwe baba, ngibekithemba lam, to you oh Lord, do I put my trust" and she went on to "Be still and know, that I am God" my goodness I couldn't even sing, I just wanted to cry...this song is enough to help everyone who's anyone through any circumstance or predicament, stumbling block or wall of obstacles. And I was amazed at how often it is sang through without any consciousness of its powerful meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid the noise of the whirlwinds, all I can do is "Be Still and Know...that HE is GOD"...and I love Him, with all my Heart, my Mind and my humble Soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-7847823160190028896?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/7847823160190028896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-still-and-know_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7847823160190028896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7847823160190028896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/08/be-still-and-know_09.html' title='Be Still And Know'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TF_PgeSpw3I/AAAAAAAAAww/jVLY6vO70Ls/s72-c/GS518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-6848150811401954246</id><published>2010-07-01T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T07:53:07.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power Of The Mind And The Subconscious</title><content type='html'>I look at an average thirty year old male, and I see someone who is running out of time for making his life fulfilling. But in reality the average males, most of them,are quite oblivious of their age, how many used and how many are left. You can attribute this unawareness to the fact that nobody knows when they will depart, and you would be nearly right. But I believe even if we knew our date of departure, things would remain the same. There is what is called procrastination, to regularly postpone something. This means that we push away things the we know for certain their due time, and we do something else more satisfying, which could be doing nothing else at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it bewilders me how the mind can allow a person to postpone things,because it is a calculating machine, it should inform you beforehand what the repercussions of such an act as procrastinating are. Quite contrary to that, the mind calculates for itself over you, the person. Can you believe it? The mind actually cares more about itself, than it does the rest of the body, you. How? In procrastination, the mind gets some free time, it gets a break, and it can think about those things it likes the most, those that it favours. What? Yes, that is how the mind is like. Take it from the point of physics, the mind has inertia. It is reluctant to change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking this down a little, the mind likes more of what you have already put in it, and anything contradicting what the mind likes, the mind rejects or is reluctant to do. So if you were relaxing watching TV and now you want to go and jog, the mind will try by all means to convince you to watch a little more of TV, unless the mind also likes to jog, because it doesn't work much, but the body gets to do the tiresome work. Physical activity is more tiring than mental activity, according to the mind of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these favourites are in the subconscious, they are engraved in the nonphysical part of the human, and they are as very much difficult to remove as they are to embed. But when they are there, they are there. Once a philosopher gave me an example of how powerful the mind is. He said when a person learns how to drive a car, they will not change the gear without first looking at the gear lever. But when the habit of driving has gone into the subconscious, the subconscious does it for you. As he was telling me this example, he was driving he's own car, and he had just received a phone call. And he continued,"but when your subconscious does it for you, you can answer a your phone, you can look around. You don't even see yourself indicating or changing the gears, or even driving the car, you can think about other things until you reach your destination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess the average male has fed the mind sweets and the mind liked them. Now when he wants food, the mind wants sweets. Sweets represent living the young life, the life perpetuated by the pop-culture through media, and food represents the natural life, the more settled life,and even family life. In essence this male does not see how grown he his, and therefore how out of time he is, because the mind doesn't want him to see it. That would mean no more sweets, but the mind likes sweets, it enjoys sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind is very powerful, so be careful of what you put in it, it is the worst addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whoever trusts in his own mind is a fool, but he who walks in wisdom will be delivered." Proverbs 28:26 ESV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-6848150811401954246?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/6848150811401954246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/07/power-of-mind-and-subconscious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/6848150811401954246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/6848150811401954246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/07/power-of-mind-and-subconscious.html' title='The Power Of The Mind And The Subconscious'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-6921687965847145102</id><published>2010-06-25T02:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T03:40:03.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Need To Free Your Mind</title><content type='html'>After watching docs like Illuminati and The Arrivals, you can definitely start to believe in mind control schemes that are ran by money hungry people who want more and more of what they already have. But I honestly believe that we are first slaves of our evil desires, as in James 1:14, and that the mind controllers of this world use what they know about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally think that if we can be individuals in our thinking and be capable of making sound decisions without the influences of society or media or popular culture, then these mind control schemes will not have as much impact on us as they currently do. But to stop them is close to impossible, because God says they will be and so they have to be. But we can live more fulfilling lives if we were less effected by these schemes. Free you own mind. The bibles says no evil was found in Him, I guess this is why Jesus was tempted in vain. This then means that He was free in His mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bishop Jakes says you need to free your mind from you own self-enslavement...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6e1ea092836817bb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e1ea092836817bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612447%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D497BCFF23D96D75951D3D21429F1B7432AA64A9C.670208D931902EC54599B7E66DB5751507309B7D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e1ea092836817bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIOttM3vDBbiQyn4uqAvbGUS5uRU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6e1ea092836817bb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331612447%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D497BCFF23D96D75951D3D21429F1B7432AA64A9C.670208D931902EC54599B7E66DB5751507309B7D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6e1ea092836817bb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIOttM3vDBbiQyn4uqAvbGUS5uRU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-6921687965847145102?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/6921687965847145102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-need-to-free-your-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/6921687965847145102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/6921687965847145102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-need-to-free-your-mind.html' title='You Need To Free Your Mind'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-7242234941617384111</id><published>2010-06-23T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:04:07.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Significance of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Why are we here anyway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCM_TZXhbQI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Bbw32ayALXU/s1600/life32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCM_TZXhbQI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Bbw32ayALXU/s200/life32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486298373527006466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bothers me that most people don't care about the significance of Life. This has lead to the point where the value of life itself has depreciated below the least degree. People have forgotten or perhaps are missing the crucial fact that Life is a God given experience, meant to be enjoyed. Who after brushing her teeth and  washing her mouth, immediately indulges in a chocolate treat, or who goes to cinema to talk throughout the movies? Well, that is exactly what most people are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a demo, and like all demos for you to order the full version you have to try it first, and if you enjoy the demo or you like it to some degree, then you proceed with ordering the full version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCMlb78yQsI/AAAAAAAAAtk/M3t44_6SDAo/s320/lifec.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486269932946735810" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This life is a demo of the real life, the full life. Life with no bugs, no error, a perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the demo, so that you may order the full version.We are like testers of a new game, in development stage, just before it is released. Not all of what the testers don't like about the game is changed, but bugs are fixed and some additions are made, but when the game comes out, it is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are like testers. Some of the testers order the game when it is released, some do not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is an amazing experience, enjoy it...and be blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-7242234941617384111?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/7242234941617384111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-are-we-here-anyway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7242234941617384111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7242234941617384111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/06/why-are-we-here-anyway.html' title='Why are we here anyway?'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCM_TZXhbQI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Bbw32ayALXU/s72-c/life32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-2222524832833655372</id><published>2010-05-21T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T05:34:47.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Gethsemane again</title><content type='html'>For the past few days I have been overly depressed. And as much as I know that God loves me and is here right next to me, I feel so distant from Him and His love. What could I do without my Faith, without my Trust in Him. I trust that He is here and I know He is here for all those who trust in the Lord will never be let down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Lord, but He loves me more. I wish I could love Him as much. I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus, thank you my Lord for I know you will carry me through this predicament too. I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-2222524832833655372?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/2222524832833655372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/05/at-gethsemane-again.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/2222524832833655372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/2222524832833655372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/05/at-gethsemane-again.html' title='At Gethsemane again'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-536659052507281871</id><published>2010-04-28T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:56:20.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am glad</title><content type='html'>I am so delighted today at the fact that I have finished the first chapter of my book, and also on this day we have managed to get finance of a R100K for starting our business, we need another R200K and we are there. It is our intention that we start operating by mid August, with the Lord's help we will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this book I feel something out of the ordinary. I feel the same way I felt when I wrote the spiritual poem, also posted on this blog, titled "Who is there?". I was still at varsity when I wrote it.I just got out of bed and went to sit in front of the computer and started writing. An hour later I was done and a friend of mine, Mcebisi, came in. When he read the poem he couldn't believe me when I told him I had just written it, he was awed by what soon fell onto the oblivious side of my brain. Not until later the following year did I realize what was going on in my life. God was present, and vigorously so. He was forcefully claiming my life. I can't say I mind, He has saved me from an awful lot of misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel the same way as I write this book. I feel like I am a spectator in writing it, even though it is my hands pressing the keys of the laptop, and my mind thinking and my eyes editing the information. I feel like I'm watching myself being surrogated by God, and again I don't mind. So I am amazed at how the book is progressing, at a speed I have not witnessed before, as I have been writing a book on my own for 3 years now, yes 3 years, and it's not even half-done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am very glad at what God is doing in and with my life...where you lead me Lord, where you lead me...I will follow...laph' engiholela khona, laph' engiholela khona....Jesus I love you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You love me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-536659052507281871?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/536659052507281871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-glad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/536659052507281871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/536659052507281871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-glad.html' title='I am glad'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-3861228733340038189</id><published>2010-04-28T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:29:02.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream On</title><content type='html'>Today's Though For Today from : http://www.thoughfortoday.org.uk/ was amazing I just have to post it as it is. It is so true and it is "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;killing me softly...whw...telling my whole life&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S9iIkzz7vjI/AAAAAAAAAo0/KxVZCkfVdeY/s1600/tft004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S9iIkzz7vjI/AAAAAAAAAo0/KxVZCkfVdeY/s320/tft004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465268313778798130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dream On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why have we forgotten how to dream? With our innocence gone, and the entertainment industry doing all the work for us, we quickly lose our capacity to dream possible futures. Stop. Close your eyes. And dream again. Put the stars in your dreams. And then reach for them. No need to struggle. Simply nurture the dream, sustain the vision, and watch it come true. It must, it's the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep dreaming and you will see yourself living your dreams...I am so close&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-3861228733340038189?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/3861228733340038189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3861228733340038189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3861228733340038189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-on.html' title='Dream On'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S9iIkzz7vjI/AAAAAAAAAo0/KxVZCkfVdeY/s72-c/tft004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-7045371999152214741</id><published>2010-04-15T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T10:51:34.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang On And Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCMvvGGpCOI/AAAAAAAAAvk/WxDRvBezE0g/s1600/mamase4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCMvvGGpCOI/AAAAAAAAAvk/WxDRvBezE0g/s320/mamase4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486281257206221026"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hang on and wait is about the best thing a person can do, through any personal crisis. The Eternal says "Be still and know, that I am God". As much as I have been inspired by a hair product advert to write this post, the part that said "...hang on and wait...Mamase...let your true colors show". Most of the time we make decisions hastily and they cost us a lot in terms of what could have been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to learn that the most important virtue in all of life is Patience, it is the core of all purposed things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCMvuzXXb9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/9kjnwqh47QM/s1600/mamase3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCMvuzXXb9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/9kjnwqh47QM/s320/mamase3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486281252176097234"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As it is, I am hanging on and waiting on God's shower of blessings over my life. And why must God bless me, because it's what He wills, and also because I humbly asked Him to - in order that I may convey the message of Good News, without being corrupted by dangerous temptations. Like He did to Gideon, to Hanna and to many people who made humble request, the Lord will do to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord, what is man that you are so mindful of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCMvuv4tvAI/AAAAAAAAAvU/1jq8l89ZLgs/s1600/mamase2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/TCMvuv4tvAI/AAAAAAAAAvU/1jq8l89ZLgs/s320/mamase2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486281251242228738"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-7045371999152214741?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-3130616595519979139</id><published>2010-04-03T03:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T03:03:33.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought of the Day: Be Relentless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=http://www.tdjenterprises.com/blog/?p=269&gt;Thought of the Day: Be Relentless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-3130616595519979139?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/3130616595519979139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-of-day-be-relentless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3130616595519979139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3130616595519979139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-of-day-be-relentless.html' title='Thought of the Day: Be Relentless'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-8120747737521024550</id><published>2010-03-25T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:40:56.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where you lead me I will follow</title><content type='html'>It has been difficult, still is, to allow God to lead me. He has been patient in moulding me in the likeness of His son Jesus the Christ. He has been patient in cleaning me off the vanity in my mind and teaching me the way of the Kingdom, the way of Love - the way of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank the Lord for His mercies on me and His endless love with-which He has bestowed knowledge upon me. It is a great privilege that I know the Lord, let alone the knowledge of Him and His Father's kingdom. I wish I could leave this world, for I would be with my Lord Jesus, but even staying is gain in the form of crowns (Phil 1verse21-21). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed, thank you Lord. I am blessed coming in and I am blessed going out. I bless the Lord and I praise Him, exalting His name. I love you Jesus,...and You love me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S6u7ImdaeUI/AAAAAAAAAos/sMWe3Xev-LA/s1600/si-101-wedding-crowns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S6u7ImdaeUI/AAAAAAAAAos/sMWe3Xev-LA/s200/si-101-wedding-crowns.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452657530299382082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-8120747737521024550?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/8120747737521024550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-you-lead-me-i-will-follow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8120747737521024550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8120747737521024550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-you-lead-me-i-will-follow.html' title='Where you lead me I will follow'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S6u7ImdaeUI/AAAAAAAAAos/sMWe3Xev-LA/s72-c/si-101-wedding-crowns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-1957385676302825111</id><published>2010-03-03T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:50:49.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glory is Yours oh God!</title><content type='html'>A lot has happened in my life since the last time I posted and I feel I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank the Lord for His wonders in my life. God tested me in the most vigorous ways and as His promises state, in James 1verse12, "Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial...", and now He has blessed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Him for the awesome knowledge that He has bestowed on me, and more than I do for the material blessings I thank God for the spiritual blessings that have become a complement to my spirituality. I have seen and read and heard so much in very little time and this tells me that there is more that God is doing with my life and I thank Him for choosing me. And I trust that I may continue doing everything to please Him and I know He will do everything to please me. Earlier today I read the 7th chapter of the book of the prophet Jeremiah and was blessed by the words of the Lord from verse 9 to 10, amongst other blessing words. And an hour ago I was blessed by the thought of the passage starting from the first verse of the first Psalm to the third. The latter verses from the book of Psalms - Psalm 1 helps and has helped me become who I am, a true lover of the word of God, meditating in His word all day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed by the knowledge of the Lord and I just wish He could come back. Let your will be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Lord Jesus, His Father and their Holy Spirit. I love God. And He loves me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S45CKj-MLuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/j0A2qBfUJwA/s1600-h/Profile+Edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S45CKj-MLuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/j0A2qBfUJwA/s200/Profile+Edited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444361748759719650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-1957385676302825111?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/1957385676302825111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/03/glory-is-your-oh-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/1957385676302825111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/1957385676302825111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2010/03/glory-is-your-oh-god.html' title='The Glory is Yours oh God!'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/S45CKj-MLuI/AAAAAAAAAoE/j0A2qBfUJwA/s72-c/Profile+Edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-7212172393008909715</id><published>2009-08-18T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T07:53:14.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there...</title><content type='html'>Lately I feel more related, than ever before, to the Christ especially to His last moments, the Lord's prayers at Gethsemane - "My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will." I am overwhelmed. But I am constantly and consistently praying for strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, constant and consistent communion with God, the Father, was Jesus' stronghold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Jesus, the Son, God, the Father and the sweet fellowship of the Holy Spirit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-7212172393008909715?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/7212172393008909715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/08/almost-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7212172393008909715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7212172393008909715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/08/almost-there.html' title='Almost there...'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-3281330815744988349</id><published>2009-08-04T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:52:04.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Pure Heart</title><content type='html'>The bible says "Blessed are those with a pure heart for they will see the face of God", I often have wondered what this verse means. This is because I would love more than anything to see the face of the awesome creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With revelation this verse means that the people who keep an honest heart towards God, will get to see His face. Those are the people who have pledged a clear conscience towards God, all they do is checked against the will of God, at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Therefore be perfect, for even your Heavenly Father is perfect." Matthew 5verse48.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God and God loves me, even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-3281330815744988349?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/3281330815744988349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/08/pure-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3281330815744988349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3281330815744988349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/08/pure-heart.html' title='A Pure Heart'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-3499145515466007791</id><published>2009-07-22T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:53:31.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can feel it</title><content type='html'>Thank God for this day. It's been a while since the last time I posted. I've been caught between being swamped by shool work, business planning and worshiping the Lord. Please do not mind the order because my Lord comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just feel the blessings that were assigned to me before the foundations of the earth just around the corner. I have been blameless, I've tried. I have, more than anything, kept a clear conscience towards God and I am confident that my blessings have now come. Let's wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God, but He loves me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-3499145515466007791?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/3499145515466007791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-feel-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3499145515466007791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3499145515466007791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-can-feel-it.html' title='I can feel it'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-2656531699258494457</id><published>2009-06-17T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:15:46.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, after a long wait.</title><content type='html'>"I will never understand my own Father", this is the best way of understanding our heavenly Father- and it bears much less confusion opposed to the notion of wishing and hoping to understand our Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is that we often sail south and north, travel east and west all in the persuit of the full description, understanding and knowledge of who God really is and how He is. If we could let our own failures and those of our predecessors define God then we would be almost there. If we could first accept the fact that the is no understanding God then we would be straight on our way to understanding God. You see understanding God totally, is the same as taking the entire universe and enclosing it in a single tin of jam. What, How and Where God is can never be comprehended by our human brains, I doubt that even the angels fully understand Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long wait I now understand God. I understand that there is no understanding Him and that automatically upgrades my awareness and wisdom. I understand that God is not guided by the same nature which guides us and that no rules can restrain Him. It is this fact exactly, of not knowing God's percept and purpose of things and situations, that makes me quick to listen but slow to talk and totally unable to judge without revelation. In you are not sure about the hand of God in it, do not touch it. I wish I could support this revelation with more biblical incidents but one that comes to mind at this instance is Peter's dream, the Lord said "...do not call, what I have made clean, unclean". Ah, thank you Father, thank you Jesus. Also, Stephen was stoned he was preaching about a new thing - from God, and was in an argument with the Cilician, Saul, who was defending the old - also from God. If perhaps these two man of God had sought after God's hand in the matter, the Gentile-Jew and the pure Jew, the end result would not have been as extreme. Considering the fact that the stoning was carried exactly according to the word of God, after the Cilian argued that Stephen was worshiping a dead man as his Jesus was hanged on a tree as the bible said it would be of anyone who comes claiming to be the messiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you father for such a believing heart, with also a hungry mind and a thirsty soul. Thank you for the wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Lord my God with all my heart, my soul and my mind. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-2656531699258494457?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/2656531699258494457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-after-long-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/2656531699258494457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/2656531699258494457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally-after-long-wait.html' title='Finally, after a long wait.'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-8521625117154979894</id><published>2009-06-05T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:07:33.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>Finally, I have finished reading the New Testament. Thanks be to God. I find the Holy Bible to be the best "book" ever written. It is beyond interesting, perhaps it is interesting to those who do not yet believe. For believers it is fullfiling in everyway, for it is God. God is His Word. His Word is Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it may seem that I have been rushing to the finish line, that is true- very much so. But that is not the point, what is important is the reason- as Psycologist will tell you as they try to make you understand why they are having one-on-one sessions with prisoners, addicts or abusive individuals. "What is important is what made them do these things" - some will say. Well, what made me finish so quickly, a little more than a month, was that I was glued to the Bible all time. Meantime I have assigments which are soon due, exams around the corner and there are christian novels too, The Divine Visitor - Dr. Jack Hayford, Paul A Novel - Walter Wangerin, that were waiting on me. So why couldn't I just put off the Bible for a while then, that's the right question. First I was fascinated not by Paul's writing skills, but by the vast information and more importantly how Paul's letters are as they were addressed to the churches today. As if Paul's letters were not it enough, James came with his that made me want to read on and all along Peter was waiting for me with his chosen people, royal priesthood, holy nation belonging to God. I found myself in the scariest book, in midst of the four living creature covered in eyes and the ring of elders- all facing the throne of God. I was frightened at first, but all that left me as I became more and more vexed by the mystries therein. I honestly couldn't wait until I said "hallelujah" on this one. But it is in this book that I found comfirmation of what I believed, that we do not come into creation without registration. What I mean is that our names are written during birth - the physical. The last book reveals so. But I will first enquire about this finding before I can go any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good, all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-8521625117154979894?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/8521625117154979894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/06/hallelujah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8521625117154979894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8521625117154979894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/06/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-3629793718745811783</id><published>2009-06-01T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:16:39.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Overwhelming Feeling</title><content type='html'>What an overwhelming feeling it was. For the first time I had to pour out the Lord's heart to the fellow children. It wasn't the message of the day but a thorough conveyance of a proper understanding of the word of God was indeed as necessary.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on Tuesday when I recieved the notification, that I was invited to speak on giving and offering towards to the work of God. But how could they ask me, being merely an infant. And then I thought of the eight year old king Josiah, and the young prophet Jeremiah and then the very young victor David. I knew I had no excuses left, for it wasn't even myself who was going to make effort, but the Lord who has all the power and wisdom. From there I recieved the message "Speak on thanksgiving". Accompanying the message were verses, quite sufficient they were. Yet there I was going out to look for more, trying to make myself sound eloquent and articulate. If it wasn't for the acknowlegdement to the Lord, that He himself put in my heart, I would've made a fool of myself. All the additional verses the Lord made me forget, thanks be to God. Later the Lord made me realise that there additional verses were compromising the thanksgiving message and were going to create confusion. [I spoke on offering being a device bywhich we prove true the thanks we utter out aloud, 2 Corinthians 9verse12. Now I personally wanted to include Philippians 4verse13&amp;17- which is a different and separate message altogether, also on giving]. Thanks be to God, the Father and the Son, our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for purifying and sanctifying me to the extent that I could be a medium throughwhich He could teach His children, myself included. Some of us miss or overtime we forget the significance of acknowlegding God and as a result wore out or we at times runout of things to say to God's people. But God will never runout of things to say, God will never runout of anything. We need to understand that He is, more than anything, a God of Principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God and He loves me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-3629793718745811783?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/3629793718745811783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/06/overwhelming-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3629793718745811783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3629793718745811783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/06/overwhelming-feeling.html' title='An Overwhelming Feeling'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-3045544543421866873</id><published>2009-05-04T03:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:23:52.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Spirit</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in a long while now and I feel the need to mention why. When I post on this blog what that means is that I am happy, healthy and at peace spiritually. Now when any of the above mood factors is disturbed I come out of balance and it takes some spiritual motivation and healing before I can be in Equilibrium again. "The spirit is willing, but the body is weak" - Matthew 26verse41 [NIV]. Thus if my spirit is happy I'll be happy, the same applies with health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do however sometimes blog even when out of balance, but I often blab about the lost tranquility itself. So, how am I now? Well I am wonderful thank you for asking. I am growing at a way that is no more surprising than of confirmation to the fact that I have been chosen and called for a  Great task. See, until recently I though that only now and for the first time am I inline with God's plan for my life. I now know that I have never been out of it, I've been living it all along. All the experience that I've gone through, my family, my friends, my personality ...everything, &lt;br /&gt;has contributed to the person that I now have become. A person suitable and in good condition to stand the rain of my calling. But I will elaborate on this revelation later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Paul says that what he wants to do he does not do but that which he does not want to do he does. I tell you this, when you are happy it is when you do want you want to do, when the spirit is in full control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy...because God loves me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-3045544543421866873?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/3045544543421866873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3045544543421866873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3045544543421866873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-spirit.html' title='I am Spirit'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-5026277780182454899</id><published>2009-04-08T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T06:50:56.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day spent well</title><content type='html'>Today I just remembered a particular day I spent with my daughter. Come on I do not have a child, but my elder brother does and her name is Sihle, uHlehle ngamany' amazwi. Her father called me and told me that she was ill and that we needed to take her to the doctor, he works at Langebaanweg so that meant that I had to go and fetch her and he would catch up with us later so I did, and he did. My girl is beautiful, i took photos of her and some with myself and some with her father. There are superstitions that are hard to justify but the one of familysickness, likehomesickness, was proved real for me. Hlehle, as beautiful as she was, was honestly sick because she was just quiet and unfriendly when we picked her up- right the moment she was diagnosed of fever. She was really sick, but unfortunately the doctors were in a long meeting and they were only coming out at four in the afternoon. So we went down to eat and even there she proved ill as she didnt want to eat. Her father had bought me a slice of cake because this day was my birthday and my first as a born again believer. Even when I tried to make her eat the cake she  wasnt interested. Now we were up at the peadiatric level again, waiting for the doctors and I was telling my brother how God loved me so much that He arranged that I enjoy my birthday with my family especially those I rarely saw and I missed the most, and that Hlehle was not sick but her sickness was in fact the centre of the arrangement. From that moment Hlehle was well laughing and walking around playfully that her father called into order fearing that the nurses would take her sickness lightly and stop their persuit to get her a doctor so that he also may get a letter to take back to work. Anyway my beautiful girl was not sick, thus the superstition is not real, God is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpFvuO76iI/AAAAAAAAAlg/QLjVARYqEG0/s1600-h/Photo836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpFvuO76iI/AAAAAAAAAlg/QLjVARYqEG0/s200/Photo836.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348664193622731298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpE_IMi4pI/AAAAAAAAAlY/4FOyu1JHWI4/s1600-h/Photo835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpE_IMi4pI/AAAAAAAAAlY/4FOyu1JHWI4/s200/Photo835.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348663358778434194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-5026277780182454899?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/5026277780182454899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-spent-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/5026277780182454899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/5026277780182454899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-spent-well.html' title='A day spent well'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpFvuO76iI/AAAAAAAAAlg/QLjVARYqEG0/s72-c/Photo836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-3921972877690992528</id><published>2009-03-18T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:52:25.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loyiso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loyso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bikitsha'/><title type='text'>I've been born... Again</title><content type='html'>Everything that I've experienced anew in this salvation life, with a sober conscience, I cherish so much. I remember the first outing I had as a born again believer, we went to Table Mountain, that is a memory thoroughly glued to my brain - it was the best atmosphere anyone could hike a mountain in. And then we went to the beach on the 16 December, again I was heavenly surrounded by believers. I've learnt that every moment of bliss spent sober, every minute, is a separate memory. What I mean is that in my previous life, a whole day, an event or occasion would make up a single memory. However in my new life, every moment within a day, an event or occasion makes up a single memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first biological birthday I'm going to enjoy. Already, I've had memories. First came sister Ncapayi to personally wish me a joyous day, and then she sent me a msg. Then my big brother called, and then my mother called. Every word each one said to me is cherished in the depths of my heart. I know today will be a lovely day. God has blessed this day in a very special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 19 of March 2009. The timezone settings of blog.com are appearingly different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-3921972877690992528?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/3921972877690992528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-born-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3921972877690992528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/3921972877690992528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-born-again.html' title='I&apos;ve been born... Again'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-5641887498469900041</id><published>2009-03-12T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:56:07.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret</title><content type='html'>I just remembered, last year I read a book titled "The Secret" - many people know its DVD. The book was about the power of "a thought". The book authors; many of them physicians and scientists and others philosophers and authors, tried to explain what a thought is and how it is powerful. They used quantum physics to explain this phenomenon -"saying that thoughs are frequencies sent out to the universe, and the universe answers to whatever thought it recieves from you". If you always think about bills, then bills it will be, in your mailbox every month end. And if you always think about success, you will be successful in the very way you always imagined yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is true, indeed when you think about good things happening to you, good things will start to happen to you. But it is not the universe. How does it then do all these things. We people are so desperate for information and wealth- believing anything we hear, read or see, but we disregard the very one at our disposal. It is God who has favour on us because it doesn't matter how far we are from Him, we[all] still are His children and He loves us and His sun shines and rain pours down to all of us [believer or nonbeliever].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is more pleasing is that I know that it is not the universe but God who is going to fullfil my desires and I also know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-5641887498469900041?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/5641887498469900041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/5641887498469900041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/5641887498469900041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/secret.html' title='The Secret'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-8440741919029517414</id><published>2009-03-12T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:14:50.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still Born Again and Saved</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to say today, except to thank the Lord my God for the very breath I breathe and the Life of Salvation that I now "enjoy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how excited I was when I was newly born as a believer. I have grown to lose that excitement and thus entered the spiritual decline zone. So everyday I pray that God restore my excitement, in the form of zeal for His word, work and blessings. I know He does that else I wouldn't be writing in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God and I love God, and I love God. But most importantly God loves me. I should always remember that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-8440741919029517414?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/8440741919029517414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-still-born-again-and-saved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8440741919029517414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8440741919029517414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-still-born-again-and-saved.html' title='I&apos;m still Born Again and Saved'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-8866758798549447355</id><published>2009-03-07T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T07:29:31.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How long will they wonder</title><content type='html'>I recently wrote a poem. This piece was inspired by the thought that many people the world over are happy with not knowing where they come from, or even where they are going. Most times when you see that they have been trying to supress such questions is when they are old and affraid to die. Finding answers to these questions is like finding forever, for God is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the peice enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Perpetual Wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid the water wars a wave was borne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the innate ability to move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now tossed and blown by the wind, another it forms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oblivious of its father, thus to nothing it conforms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sets on a harmonious voyage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Origins unknown likewise the end of age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet the wave grows and ultimately matures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having been everywhere life seems much more&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/Sbj6tn0pBLI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/i4Ws9cnI564/s1600-h/3GEBQCAQK48YWCAC099MQCAR8SW85CAXWZDF4CA9RLL83CA3WODAYCA17WJSACAG0F4BACARFHJBICASCF1AICA5MRL1BCAJ6WTT6CACN6HYYCAL0D2U4CA34AF31CA9ULUF5CAS9MASZCA1D97NT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312271422174332082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/Sbj6tn0pBLI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/i4Ws9cnI564/s200/3GEBQCAQK48YWCAC099MQCAR8SW85CAXWZDF4CA9RLL83CA3WODAYCA17WJSACAG0F4BACARFHJBICASCF1AICA5MRL1BCAJ6WTT6CACN6HYYCAL0D2U4CA34AF31CA9ULUF5CAS9MASZCA1D97NT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than the aimless wandering and the liquid tours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the wave enters a rocky shore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A swift wind carries it to its demise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All left then is the perpetual wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of whether there was much else to realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or perhaps life was all that and no other&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only if it had known the Father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never would there have been a lonely wander&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would have served its purpose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like the beautiful color turquoise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It does nothing more than to be a lovely color&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But many beings lose their collar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That grounds them to their meaning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And keeps them at their master’s reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For everything with an end, someplace sits its beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The knowledge of the beginning has made the poor rich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By: Loyiso Bikitsha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-8866758798549447355?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/8866758798549447355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-long-will-they-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8866758798549447355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8866758798549447355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-long-will-they-wonder.html' title='How long will they wonder'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/Sbj6tn0pBLI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/i4Ws9cnI564/s72-c/3GEBQCAQK48YWCAC099MQCAR8SW85CAXWZDF4CA9RLL83CA3WODAYCA17WJSACAG0F4BACARFHJBICASCF1AICA5MRL1BCAJ6WTT6CACN6HYYCAL0D2U4CA34AF31CA9ULUF5CAS9MASZCA1D97NT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-7005857723724073845</id><published>2009-03-06T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T05:31:31.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still breathing</title><content type='html'>I have nothing much new to share, but the obvious case of a heavy cross. I wish I could take the bible and paste it in my brain. That would be useless, trust me. I would not have to crave the Word, to be in need of it, because it would be with me all the time. But I believe you need to need God all the time, in order to love Him more and feel His ever increasing love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am still a born again believer who love Jesus Christ our Lord and my God forever. Things I have done lately and recently are not more than a spiritual poem that I wrote, titled "A Perpetual Wonder" - a very interesting peice of work. It is interesting for me because I do not know where it came from, but it is said that our God is an inspiring God. The poem will be the next post. Another thing is the interesting DVD that I watched yesterday by born again believer, a female Professor named Gail Riplinger. It was about the different bible versions and how they are different, others being the full truth and others showing influences of the antichrists in bible publishing. She was not saying that these bible versions, those with many omitted verse - "powerful verses", are demonic and christian should stop using them, but that the people altering and omitting verses in these bibles should be careful, especially those who unknowingly do so. In her 6 year bible research she was came across a lot of information, some of it being Hebrew text of the genisis found in Egypt that had patterns on them. These pattern formed names of people, their birth and death dates, city of birth and death. Names of Moses where there in the book of Genesis and even up to the 19 century. So Gail was concerned that these people could be removing their names from the Book of Life as in Revelation 22verse18-19 "18. For I testify unto every man that heareth the words of the prophecy of this book, If any man shall add unto these things, God shall add unto him the plagues that are written in this book. 19 And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and [from] the things which are written in this book." KJV. In the NIV Bible even this verse, which states clearly the consequences of altering the word of God, is altered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very important that we know these things. Yes we are led by the Holy spirit, whether things have been altered or removed the Holy Spirit will reveal them to us. But the power posses by the true words, whether altered or omitted, is important. In fact that is the very reason why the devil doesn't want us to know them. There are many verses altered and omitted in the NIV and NASB bibles and other new age bibles, as Gail refers to them. I checked almost all the verses that she pulled out and they were indeed altered or omitted. Luckily I had a Cambridge Prince James Picture Bible tranlated from the original tongues and Hebrew texts, else I would have doubted the motives of Gail and her information. I will not stop using the NIV version because of this because the message was a warning to those altering the word of God anyhow. However, I will start reading the KJV more often. Which Bible Vesion are you using, does it even matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves me, and I love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SbEjfXrnP9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/XKJebofdVaY/s1600-h/images1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310064457486385106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SbEjfXrnP9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/XKJebofdVaY/s200/images1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SbEkWwN32bI/AAAAAAAAAlA/nOO1ONM6aNs/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310065408965335474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SbEkWwN32bI/AAAAAAAAAlA/nOO1ONM6aNs/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-7005857723724073845?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/7005857723724073845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-still-breathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7005857723724073845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7005857723724073845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-still-breathing.html' title='I&apos;m still breathing'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SbEjfXrnP9I/AAAAAAAAAk4/XKJebofdVaY/s72-c/images1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-9220121930594065135</id><published>2009-02-08T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:30:21.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utter Sanctity</title><content type='html'>Now I know I said that 07 Feb 2009 was the best day of my salvation life thus far, and that was on the 7th. I was totally correct it was, on the 7th.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now there comes a time in this salvation way of life, when a born again believer makes it known that he/she is ready to carry the cross and follow Jesus - the pursuit of Christianity; Christianity meaning to be like Jesus Christ in all aspects of ones life. As this might look like another outward expression, a confession like the acceptance of the Lord as a personal Savior, it carries much much more weight than that. It marks an individual's decision to pay attention and attend fully all things God. Out of all the verses explaining what baptism holds, such verses are the Romans 6verse4, I am fond of Peter's version found in his first book 1 Peter 3verse21 ".., and this water sysmbolises bastism that now saves you also- not the removal of dirt from the body but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;the pledge of a good conscience towards God&lt;/span&gt;." Here the individual requesting batism pledges that he/she is ready for full responsibility which encompass full revealations from Almighty God to the individual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I can't blame myself for not knowing that the 08th of Feb 2009 would be the best day of my Christ life. But on this day, the 08th, I pledged to God. I have been baptised and have reached Utter Sanctity. It is now upon me whether to keep myself pure or allow impurites into this now Holy Heart, Mind and Soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something even more confirmative of the upgrade to Holy Holy, my previous post titled "Be Caful" - became the message of the day in our Sunday service on the 08th, from our visiting Bishop from Joburg - Bishop Zakes. I was shocked, ...but a moment later I understood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have entered a new level of connection. The above telephathy was not the usual mental type where two or more people think of the same thing, it serves as a signal that I have now entered the level of divine revealations. For all that has happened I would like to give thanks to the one who loves me measurelessly, the alpha and the omega, Lord of Lords - my loving living God. I love you so much.      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-9220121930594065135?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/9220121930594065135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/utter-sanctity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/9220121930594065135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/9220121930594065135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/utter-sanctity.html' title='Utter Sanctity'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-2076001586072729308</id><published>2009-02-07T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T05:37:42.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Careful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Be careful what you wish for and ask for in prayer from God. You might just get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I say this because some people plead for things from God and then they forget and start to rule their own lives responding to the realities. God will give you the things you ask for at the specific time you requested. Well, I know some say that God gives you things when you need them. I say, if you are a Born Again believer, you will not ask from God things you do not believe in your heart that you need, else you will not have faith that He will provide because you yourself have doubt about the necessity of what you are asking for, which will diminish your motivation to even pray. The bible says in the book of James 1verse6-7 "But when he asks, he must believe and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;no doubt&lt;/span&gt;, because he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown an d tossed by the wind. That man should not think he will receive anything from the Lord"[NIV]. And I have not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt; come across a believer in the bible who asked for something from the Almighty God and specified the time but received it at another. Take the biblical example of the story of the prophet Elijah on Mount Carmel. Elijah &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt; fire there and then, 'Then the fire of the Lord fell and burned up the sacrifice, the wood, the stones and the soil and, also licked up the water in the trench."- from the book of 1 Kings 18verse38 [NIV]. In fact if God gave us things when we need them then there wouldn't be a need to pray because whenever you needed something God would just provide. We ask, we receive, as the scripture says. Therefore disciples of Christ Jesus ask for things they need. The only thing that has lead people to think that God doesn't give you something until you really need it is "lack of faith". It is written that anything we ask in the name of the Son we will receive. If at the time you are asking for it you believe enough, it is sent to you immediately and it becomes a matter of tick-tock on the clock. And the blessing will not come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;until you give a specify signal of when you need it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;For example a man asks God that he wants to become a preacher, but he goes and enrolls at a tertiary institution to study Accounting. He then studies forgetting what he had believed in and requested from God. What do you think happens to that man? Does He become a preacher still, or does he become a graduate and go into the corporate world? What do you think? First think about who God is and what he has said. Jesus said that anything that you ask in the name of the Son the almighty Father will grant. Then what do you think will happens to this fellow? Let me tell you then, this fellow will either drop his studies and go straight to preaching. Or he might be in resistance and what will happen is that he will flunk and repeat, flunk and repeat until he goes back to God and does what he asked God to help him do. Note that you cannot specify a time for when God must make you a preacher because if you are under author and order within a particular ministry you will have to wait while God is making you leadership notice you and whilst he amends you to the vision he has already put into them. So for such a person patience can be tested and a pass is not guaranteed, hence the pressure to go and study. But what did he ask for, then that is what he shall receive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;First of all we can't fool God. I can't ask God for things and then go away. In fact let me first clarify what things I talk about when I say "..ask God for things..." - disciples or born again believers, should dare not ask for things from God that will not in anyway be to His glory. So these things are the things of the Lord, things to Glorify Him. So then, God gives he/she who has asked and there is no other way. I've heard believers say that when you ask God for a blessing and then you move from your level of faith to a lower point, when the Lord comes with your blessings and finds that your Faith has dropped your blessings go to other people. To that I beg to differ, I believe it is only by two ways that one doesn't receive his/her blessings; 1. You don't have enough faith, which means you are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;doubtful&lt;/span&gt; and 2. You were asking for something that wouldn't Glorify God thus you do not Love God, which means you do not believe in God - you might think you do but what you believe is that He can make things for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;I did not mean to write this much. And I didn't even think I would write about what I've written, talk about our living God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Yesterday, 07 Feb 2009, was the best day of my salvation life so far. Now this is what I wanted to write about. But in a very strong way it connects to what is written above. I told the Lord that I only wanted to serve the Him, to grow in knowing Him and His plans for me so that I may follow the right path. Now what I did was pray about that and I did not commit myself to anything. There is a young man, born again, named Gerat who runs Jabula Africa Ministries [None-Denominational Organization] - they travel all over Africa ministering to people. Now Gerat wanted me to join them and sign a full-time year contract. This was a good offer since he was going to pay for everything and I just had to avail myself. It sounded lovely and would definitely glorify God. What was the problem then, why didn't I take up the offer? Wasn't serving God what I had asked for? Yes,...it was, but it was not all I had asked for. So I told him I had to pray about it and I was until.... Remember I had also asked for growth in knowing Him. There are three people who are responsible for me, who are schooling me the word of God, leadership and the life of salvation. Although the Holy Spirit would have been with me at JAM, these man of God would not be there. So what does this mean. It means that when you ask something from God, specify the details and leave nothing out. And do not forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;But like the man who wanted to become a preacher, I didn't forget but I wanted to do something else in the meantime while I patiently wait for God to answer me and there I was being persuaded by business acquaintances to join their new estate agency. What do you think happened? I think it should be obvious after all this text. Well, let me come to your rescue, God answered me. I am now the Administrator of the New Life Christian Fellowship Centre. Yes, that is true. So what about the membership offer at the estate agency? Mhh .....what about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300232367068995714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SY41QYos4II/AAAAAAAAAko/M5fsQwThcJE/s200/sheperd_star_born_jesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;God is good all the time, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the time God is good. I am&lt;br /&gt;as overjoyed as the Maggi&lt;br /&gt;when they saw the star. Thank you God.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-2076001586072729308?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/2076001586072729308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-careful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/2076001586072729308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/2076001586072729308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-careful.html' title='Be Careful'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SY41QYos4II/AAAAAAAAAko/M5fsQwThcJE/s72-c/sheperd_star_born_jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-7666041107949887542</id><published>2009-02-05T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:16:22.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Table M - For the fist time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpIOp8m71I/AAAAAAAAAlo/0WJ6DdoWq5U/s1600-h/Photo407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpIOp8m71I/AAAAAAAAAlo/0WJ6DdoWq5U/s200/Photo407.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348666924071317330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wanted to go to the top of Table Mountain for a long time. I remember sometime last when I was checking their Cable online bookings and found out that there were none, because the cable functionality is determine by the weather on that particular day. Anyway I saw the prices but I do not know what kept me. Maybe the total price, because I was planning to go out with my then girlfriend, was out  of my budget - I can't really remember. But by the way I see things, I can stop but suspect the Lord's hand in it, who knows. Amazing things happen when you are in Christ Jesus, as soon as I was born again my first outing with my fellow brethren was an expedition to Table Mountain. Below are a few photos taken from there. They are lovely but they cannot portray enough the awesomeness and deep pleasure and sanctity of being there with believers, especially as a new being who is excited by this gift of new life. Again we are going this Saturday, but I still feel enthused about it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYujDslSqMI/AAAAAAAAAkY/gh-mjWXMMP0/s200/Photo314.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299508670434027714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpK5jQqlsI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0AVk8pSxe-g/s1600-h/Photo434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpK5jQqlsI/AAAAAAAAAlw/0AVk8pSxe-g/s200/Photo434.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348669860034025154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpLg6VCzGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/g0RJbGyx5Xo/s1600-h/Photo398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpLg6VCzGI/AAAAAAAAAl4/g0RJbGyx5Xo/s200/Photo398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348670536241302626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-7666041107949887542?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/7666041107949887542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/table-m-for-fist-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7666041107949887542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/7666041107949887542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/table-m-for-fist-time.html' title='Table M - For the fist time.'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SjpIOp8m71I/AAAAAAAAAlo/0WJ6DdoWq5U/s72-c/Photo407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-948380530017274609</id><published>2009-02-04T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T04:21:14.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard Life vs New Life</title><content type='html'>Just so I may understand the power of this new life in Jesus Chirst - the Lord made me do things then, that I can only understand now. A good example is the poem I wrote while still in the darkness. It was poetical masterpiece without any spiritual value - now I understand. I cannot remember the day but on that day I decided to write a poem from begining to end without pause and the outcome was the combination of letters and characters below.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; line-height: 28px; font-family:'Bradley Hand ITC';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Who is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For which we cannot prepare&lt;br /&gt;Capturing us in the midst of bliss&lt;br /&gt;Times we hold onto firmly refusing release&lt;br /&gt;We long for a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;On which we can depend&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYmEt994YCI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/PlZLDiazILQ/s320/images.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 107px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298912361841188898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yearning for infancy resurrection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;For joyful memories reincarnation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Situates in our wits&lt;br /&gt;A dull question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Who is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An honest answer would be everyone&lt;br /&gt;Yet it always feels like there is no one&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is not the eye looking for an entity perceptible&lt;br /&gt;Nor is it the hand feeling for an object tangible&lt;br /&gt;But it is the heart longing for a spiritually evident react&lt;br /&gt;To reverberate curative melody&lt;br /&gt;For repairing torn-apart faith restoring symphony&lt;br /&gt;And that allows only for one reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The one who begged to die      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For eternal forgiveness to you and I&lt;br /&gt;When we kneel down, for our fears to elicit&lt;br /&gt;It is the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Loyiso Bikitsha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-948380530017274609?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/948380530017274609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/hard-life-vs-new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/948380530017274609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/948380530017274609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/hard-life-vs-new-life.html' title='Hard Life vs New Life'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYmEt994YCI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/PlZLDiazILQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8597000692279778754.post-8773703513144484789</id><published>2009-02-04T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T15:04:23.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post - New Life</title><content type='html'>Had I known that a new life meant, literally, a new everything; a new mindset, a new surrounding, a new comprehension and a series of new mysteries,  then I believe procrastination would have been a due course. Unfortunately for me this new life was not entirely a personal decision. I submitted to an inner inexplicable force that, by virtue, is the spiritual force of the person I am in relation to God. This force is the very force that makes my spiritual happiness, joy , triumph, strength, my weakness, anxiety and distress known in the geographically unknown heavenly kingdom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to say that I am a new born baby, born in the Spirit of the Lord Jesus Christ. Now I know this sounds like the best thing that could ever happen, mainly because it is, but it's also the worst thing that could ever happen to a person who is not prepared to sacrifice. What sacrifice am I talking about now? Wasn't Jesus Christ the sacrifice, in fact didn't He suffer and undergo crusifixion so that we may not sacrifice anymore or make burn offerings to God for the forgiveness of sins?Isn't that the reason He came, that no more sacrifices may be made? Maybe that was part of the reasons He came, to be a sacrifice. But believe me, to follow Him and be able to be called one of His own requires a lot of sacrifices, and because of today's acceptance of bad habits it's not easy to make them. And because of the former life mistakes that haunt me, I sometimes fall short in making my due scarifices. Only because I am a spirit operating by faith can I countinue in this journey, and faith tells me to hang in there and jost hold on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, this new life brings a new way of understanding, which has been a wonderful opportunity for me. The new knowledge through salvation has unlocked mysteries that were a result of living through the world of Science. Living and reasonig through the human senses: taste, feel, smell, hear and see - what about "think"? Scientists cannot to this day comprehend what constitutes a thought. Well, that[a thought] is merely a minor in this new life of mine. I now understand my arrival, stay and departure on this very Earth I was confused about. But it is very important to state that for everything that I am now, nothing I did. It was not by myown  "then" human understanding, or power or knowledge that I became but because I went to one who has been calling me for over a decade now since my death, and I said "Yes, come in and stay and make a home in my heart". To be honest I do not know what to do with my life. But what I like about this new life is exactly that, that I should forget about what I want or need to do - because that will mostly benefit my humaness and not the spirit. The Great Book, as I like to refer to it[The Holy Bible] says in the book of Matthew that we should not worry about anything but "Seek Him first" and all things desirable shall follow, Him is God the Almighty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am seeking God and with the knowledge that I have acquired so far I enter the domain of confusion sometimes. I do not want to excuse laziness for submittion to the Holy Spirit and to the  Word. I was never a lazy person but sometimes I feel that I am abusing this knowledge. And I see myself running back to the world and that's when I stop dead on my tracks. One thing I believe for sure is that God would never take me out of the world and then send me back running without a specific task. So now I wait and in the interim, I learn more about the Lord my God Jesus Christ. Yes many parts of the Great Book state that we should forget about former things and not dwell in the past, even to the fact that we need to understand that things we knew and possessed in our former lives are absolute rubbish in comparison to the greatness of knowing the Lord Jesus Christ. All I can say to my defence then, is that I will grow in Grace and in knowing my King and Saviour Jesus Christ- and as the Lord has made a promise to me with a verse from the book of the prophet Isiah 43verse18-21, I know He will keep it, all I need to do is believe in Him and be blameless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes salvation a difficult way of life for me is the fact that I want to go somewhere with it, it's my vision that is making it a mountain too steep to climb. But it's the devil that is fighting me for it knows where I am destines, less than the One who predestined me, and now the devil is scared of what I am meant to become. Great is He who is within me than the devil in the world and I will continue to fight a good fight like the Saint Paul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray dearly that all people in the world may seek the Lord in their lives. I share God's Love for me to all who do not know Him. This is why I am saved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May the Lord God forgive me for the sins of today, and the bad thoughts that have come into my mind in Jesus Christ's name. Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's Love is Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8597000692279778754-8773703513144484789?l=bikitsha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/feeds/8773703513144484789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-post-new-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8773703513144484789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8597000692279778754/posts/default/8773703513144484789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bikitsha.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-post-new-life.html' title='First Post - New Life'/><author><name>Loyso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00835479867026982765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pQ7nmn2rv5Y/SYoiL_HqxWI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MaJsBHvTtwc/S220/Loyiso.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
