The Gift called Silence

Rushing to my lips were a variety of ‘amazing’ responses,
Suited for the cacophony of ‘shades’ shot at my defenses.
Begging to be released, so they wash the other
As if by this singular act, restore order.
Yet, the barricade upon my lips held it grounds,
Causing my insides to bear these painful rounds.
Taking pride and finding love in sweet words;
These, sliced deep and hurt like battle-field swords.
Silence ruled and reigned in my world of many voices,
As different options in my mind held its vices.

Toying with the script I plan to play, with no one for audience,
I created scenes and crops for that day of rewarding offence.
Silently, I weighed, analyzed and found guilty each word
Silently, the Word taunted me to give up my right to God
Silently, with pain gnawing at my core
I pushed past each unmemorable bore
Suggestions of peace came a knocking
Revenge said, “you gat to be joking!”
I had my chances to let it all out and think later
I said no, because a peace trophy is always better.

Silence is a precious gift…
I’m glad I used for this rift.

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Peace with my Past

You’ve moved on like ‘centuries’ ago
making moments lose its’ glow…
Yet, I still see and reminisce
your moves and several instances
where your words lighted and remained
your deeds impacted and sustained,
leaving behind reminders that reek of you!

There should be a point I let go
and allow the currents to flow
taking with it bits and pieces past
so the new will find ground to breed fast,
creating new experiences with a tinge of old?
Nah! I’d rather grow learning, than put my life on a hold.
Leaving behind reminders that reek of you!

It is what it is,
Be silent in there please!
It is what it is
You’ve lost your ability to tease
It is what it is
With the past, I’ve made my peace.

@imanikel 21:08:2020 Frances Kelvin Otung

#WeekendTreat -Love vs Maturity

So much has happened today and it has got me thinking…again. Why do we fight needless battles? I always say “I won’t do battles without spoils”. I know when we hear ‘spoils’, we tend to think of trophies, cups and medals. But sometimes, SPOILS are letting go and being the ‘loser’. So this is where I ask myself and ask you too – would you rather have peace in your world/heart or a trophy gathering dust on your shelf. Think about it.

It’s okay to stand your ground and maintain just so the other person knows there’s more to you than meets the eye, I have that ‘craze’ in me too, but to what end? There’s so much hatred and uncooked beef (grievances) around us already, let’s try in our own little way to spread peace and show love. It makes you more matured than you know. Remember, silence pays off too! Proverbs 17:28 says Even a fool, when he holdeth his peace, is counted wise: and he that shutteth his lips is esteemed a man of understanding. (KJV) and Proverbs 12:17 continues “Fools have short fuses and explode all too quickly; the prudent quietly shrug off insults.” (MSG).

So what would you rather be called?

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When talking won’t cut it…

There’s a point you get to in a season of life that talking just won’t do. It’s that point when you are SILENT on the outside, but inside you is a storm brewing, tornado after tornado! That’s the point God tells you “Be Still and Know…”

For you to be ‘STILL’ means to become quiet (in and out), have a peace that’s beyond the surface and when you are done with that, KNOW. To KNOW connotes having an understanding which comes from Experience. God says to you in that place of pain, still all the unnecessary noise going on around you and REMEMBER Who I am, Acknowledge My Presence and Ability to soothe that pain, ease that hurt, remove that doubt and deal with that fear.

When I get to that point that talking won’t suffice, I sing, write, ponder and pray. Does this mean there’s total peace within me, not always. But it helps remove my focus from the source of pains and confusion. I know people are different when it comes to processing what is going on around them that isn’t ok, however, refocusing on another point, p

erson or being other than the initial source of trouble always helps.

Silence doesn’t mean weakness. No way.
It doesn’t show ineptitude.
It doesn’t say ‘I’m incapacitated’
It comes off as one being in charge of the situation. It makes you one that watches and determines a move before taking it. I’m in between my SILENT stages, don’t write me off just yet because a Greater than I is putting it all in perspective for me.

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#LyricalMonday – Silent Sharing

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#ThankfulThursday – Silence

Silence is the best answer…sometimes 🙂

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Lyrical Monday

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The Truth Serum

You’ve come into possession of one vial of truth serum. Who would you give it to (with the person’s consent, of course) — and what questions would you ask?

Hahahahahahaha and that’s me laughing with a mischievous look on my face and twinkle in my eyes, as I try to imagine who I would give The Truth Serum to. I’m not sure about getting the person’s consent though, because he might not give it to me 😦

Why would I do that or why wouldn’t he give it to me? The second question begs an answer, because he has some things tucked away and he doesn’t want me finding out about them even if they don’t matter now.

Hmmm …

So who will my next ‘victim’ be (please note, I’m using this word in a positive light)…LOL. For Heaven’s sakes I didn’t cook up this prompt, you did! So pardon my ‘crazy’ mind doing many things this evening. I’m loving this so much that I’m almost screaming.

Okay, let’s get serious. But no names wink

That polite security would get some, I’d love to know what he really would say to me if he was the boss.

That person that started out saying something wild, stopped midway and gave another example, I’d love to hear the first example.

What does my house-keeper REALLY have to say to me, when she’s spoilt my evening and I’m upset yet she maintains the blank look on her face?

I’ll give it to that person who always looks very angry when he sees me but I suspect secretly likes me but can’t afford to let his guard down as it would be preposterous. Oh my goodness, what got that thought into my head!

Maybe, I could give it to an object, like the sofa in the living room. My Heritage (children) are always jumping on it; I’d love to hear what the sofa has to say to them and allow them hear it too. It will definitely reduce or stop the jumps.

Now, I’m not sure I really want to know anymore…what a world it would be knowing someone else’s thought. Phew!

What would you do if you had one?

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A Silent God

Why would anyone in his right senses call GOD the Omnipotent, Omnipresent, Omniscient One ‘silent’? The One whose voice thunders and causes the mountains to melt like wax before Him. The One who said and there was. Why would someone call Him SILENT? I don’t know, but I just did! Right, I’m the culprit and if it’s a lie, let Him say (although I’m not sure I’d like to hear Him speak when provoked).

Lately, I realized that God had all-of-a-sudden become silent. Not as if He doesn’t answer when I say “hi”, but when it comes to certain issues He goes ZIP on me and I wonder why? I hear His laughter at my jokes…enjoy Him bask in unimaginable glory as the worship ascend. Yet after all that romance, He “turns His back” and let mine slack.

…WHY IS HE SILENT?! 😦

Alone and pondering, enveloped in nothing but more silence I reflect on our past conversations, His last strategy; and it hit me that – He is working these out differently and doesn’t need me disturbing Him with my “when-shall-these-bes?” my “how-shalls?” and the rest of those kind of questions. I further realized that maybe…just maybe, I fret a lot and all He needs me to do is become, as He is – SILENT! So that my fretting doesn’t lead me to unbelief – and that sure breaks His heart!

Sometimes God says so much to us, that we in our busyness fail to hear Him and the only way He can get back our attention is become silent – knowing that His silence has a way of making us seek and yearn for Him more with renewed vigour.

Right in the middle of my crowded day and all the accompanying noises. I felt so alone and on my own. I spoke to the One who’s with me everywhere and silence was all I heard. I called His number but someone else picked the line and said “Hello! My name is SILENCE” (now I’m wondering if that line was picked at all). Everything came to a standstill (gratefully so) but more grateful that my heart kept its beat. I spoke on and He wouldn’t reply, I cried, He wouldn’t bulge.

In my ache, I sang (maybe to hear a sound) and I heard more than I bargained for. “I’ll never leave you nor forsake you!” On and on I raised my praise, more and more He said “Don’t fret – my anger is but for a moment and my love more than a lifetime.” Our promises renewed and love talk resumed.

But I learnt a lot from MY SILENT LOVE. As in our period of silence, I came to understand that all He longed for was my attention and more than that, His answer to my questions (all along) was WAIT…PATIENCE, MY DEAR ONE. It’s really tough sometimes but pays off a great deal especially when what He’s cooking up for you is no 2-minutes noodles.

It’s a hard lesson which I’m still learning, but however busy my day…I’ll always depend on you to colour my grey…and let your sunshine remain. Here’s to my LOVE that speaks at all times even through SILENCE! ❤