Poetry – Page 2 – TREM Marks Gate – Kings House

Our Deepest Fear

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?

Actually, who are you not to be?

You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world.

There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.

It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.

And as we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.

– An excerpt from the book A Return to Love by Marianne Williamson

Don’t be a Balaam

Don’t be a Balaam, the man of God said
For Balaam spoke like the oracle of God
Every word he spoke was sure to come to pass
Yet he was far from the place of God
Indeed he was in the wrong place

Don’t be a Balaam, the man of God said
For Balaam could not resist
The treasures of the king
And went with God’s permissive will
Even though he knew God’s will

Don’t be a Balaam I also say
For Balaam knew the right thing to do
But the deceitfulness of riches denied him
The joy of total obedience to God and His word
And denied him a happy ending

Who is Balaam? You might be asking
He was a man who spoke like God’s oracle
He knew the word and mind of God
Yet he was successfully enticed by sinners
And consent, he did.

Who is Balaam? Is still the question
Not only was he enticed
He also gave counsel, to seduce the people of God
And cause God to turn His back on them
He knew their weakness and exposed their weakness

Many times we are tempted
To be like Balaam in the journeys of life
But we must be resolute, come what may
To remain God’s mouthpiece and also
Be at the right place, at the right time, doing the right thing

By Oluwayomi Uteh.

My Blessing

My blessing is not about repayment
of debt I owe you
For I owe no man
All that you have and all that you are
Is all because of Me

My blessing is not about you
It’s simply a display of My power
Showing forth through you My awesomeness
For without Me, you can do nothing
All you are is because of Me

My blessing is not about your tears
For tears never move Me
My compassion is not a response to tears
Rather it is a response to faith
For heart to heart connection is faith communing with Me

So be grateful everyday
Be joyful all the time
Not for what you have received
Or what you have experienced
It’s all about Me at work in you

Poem by Rev Oluwayomi Uteh