25/8/12 Reflections on Grand Weaver ( Grand Weaver by Ravi Zacharias

Grand weaver of my life

My life, already in your hands,

Once more I hand it over to you

Take me Lord and use me as

Your own; I am already yours

Grand weaver, sometimes, I wonder

 What you see, the pieces of my

Life seem very disjointed with many

Doubts, fears, failings, and distresses

Master Potter, sometimes your process

Feels so painful that I can barely stand

And need more of your grace

But king of kings, mould me and

Make me; try me and test me;

Fill me and feed me

That I may walk daily with you

To my heavenly home

Angela Azumah Alu

Reflections on 1 Cor 5:1-8, Luke 6 :6-11

Bread of life, sent down from heaven

Manna, provider and sustainer

Jesus, our Passover,

Here we are , called to be unleavened bread before you,

Yet full of yeast, which defiles us

And makes our bread leavened-

Polluting us and our church.

Jesus, our Passover, by your sacrifice, you took away our yeast,

Cleanse us then, wash us anew

That we’ll be as unleavened as you,

A perfect sacrifice to the Almighty provider.

Cleanse us, cleanse us, we pray

Angela Azumah Alu

Wisdom of God; bread of life-Reflections on the readings 19/8/12

Proverbs 9:1-6/Ps 34/Eph 5:15-20/Jn 6:51-58

1.      Word of God who bidst me come

Wisdom of God who calls out to me, here I am

No longer to roam searching

But come to you-that my soul may live

Wisdom of God, here I am

To eat your food and drink your wine

T o dwell in your house forever

T o live for you and you alone

To live wisely, forsaking foolishness

To make use of every opportunity in these evil days

To sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs in your house and out of it

To walk with you always

      Word of God, here I am I have come to you, the Bread of Life

      Feed me and fill me, that I may live forever

2.      Bread of life, as I receive you

May I remain in you,

Living as you did,

Loving as you do,

Take my thoughts, words, actions and emotions

Use them for your glory

May all I am and do be for your praise

You who are my Lord and the vine that is my source

Angela Azumah Alu

 

Song of praise (11/8/12)

Kusaal (trying out my kusaal)

Baba, anoni wini fu

Soso ka win fu

Arazana ni o

Dunia ni o

Soso ka win fu

 Fu a ti ba amenga men

Tu puus uf barrka

English Translation 

Father, who is like you?

No one is like you

In heaven or on earth

No one is like you

You are truly our father

We thank you

 Angela Azumah Alu

ROMANS 8:37-39

God loves me! Tis the sweetest sound in the world!

No other love can compare to the love of the heavenly father

It means that I am His and His alone that that no matter how the world, my flesh and the devil pull, His love will triumph in the end.

God loves me! Tis music in my ears! It takes away sorrow, doubt and fear. No matter where I walk, His love goes before, beside and behind me.

God loves me! What an awesome privilege! Can I really do anything less than give myself away to Him? All of me? I am His anyway, He made me. Can I rob Him of what is rightfully his?

God loves me! This I must shout from the rooftops and from all places I find myself. I must shout it so that anyone who has never heard or has forgotten the love of God will know and give themselves to Him.

GOD LOVES ME!

PENTECOST

Come down consuming fire

Come fill our hears

Inflame us anew with love

That the Father and Son we may

proclaim: drunk on you

 come down sweet Spirit

transform our lives

transform our hearts

that never more shall we be the same

come down roaring wind

chip away at the rough ends of our lives

that we may be for the Father only

come down consuming fire

burn away at the chaff in our lives

 that we may offer unto the Lord an offering in righteousness

come down giver of life and gifts

 with all of your gifts

that we may transform the world around us

but transform us, mould us, do all

you have to that our lives

bear fruit for the glory of the Father

(Acts 1:8, Song of Solomon 4:16, Gal 5:22-23, Mal 3:3-4)

Angela Azumah Alu

HE BROKE ME

(Job 23:10, Mal 3:3-4, Jer 18:6, 1 Pet 1:7, James 1:2, Ps 30:5)

He broke me; He broke me

Like the potter, He moulded me and moulded me again

He broke me; He broke me

Like dough, He kneaded me and kneaded me again

He broke me; He broke me

Like grapes for wine, He crushed me and crushed me again

He broke me; He broke me

Like wood in a carpenter’s shop, He shaped me and shaped me again

He broke me; He broke me

Like gold, in a goldsmith’s shop, He refined me and refined me again

He broke me; He broke me

Like He shows in nature, transformation only comes by death

Jesus died so He could live forever and I with Him

He broke me; He broke me

To make me more like Him

To conform me to His image

To prune me that I may bear fruit

He broke me; He broke me

Through the pain and the tears;

There was joy and fulfillment because He broke me and broke me again to make me whole

Angela Azumah Alu