Some people wrongly teach that Jesus' only name is Yahusha Hamashiach and not Jesus Christ, and that it's wrong to call Him Jesus Christ. I got powerfully saved by calling on Jesus. I've also witnessed great signs and wonders by calling on Jesus Christ. Whether we call Him Jesus, Joshua, Jisos, Jesu, Yesu, or Yahusha Hamashiach, we're calling on the same Lord in different languages and tongues. We shouldn't make Biblical doctrines out of nothing.
I've never ceased to wonder why today's church, especially in Africa, seems to prosper "denominationally", but with little or no impact on the polity. The largest denominations can't determine who wins as a counselor of a ward in an election, which is the least elective position, talk less of the office of the president. We'll prefer to pray in the church for the elections, but we refuse to impact the society with the gospel of the kingdom. It's the temperature of the society that determines the healthiness of the church, not the perceived "good" temperature of the church. Let's return to the gospel of the kingdom.
AN ALPHABETICAL REPRESENTATION OF MY LIFE
U - Z
Unclean, unfit, unworthy, and unkempt, I became upturned, uplifted, and uniquely usable.
Vain, a vagabond with a vicious visage, I received virtue and value from my Venerated Victor.
Wounded, weary, and worn, wandering in the woods of wickedness when the Way wrapped His warmth around my wounds.
X-rayed and examined, I was exhausted in my ex-way of life, but I exchanged my excesses for my Lord's excellence.
Yoked and yielded to Yeshua from my youthful years, I yearn to be more yielded to Him than in the years of yore.
Zestfully, zealously, and zappily, I run my race to Zion's zenith.
AN ALPHABETICAL REPRESENTATION OF MY LIFE
P - T
Poor, pauperized, and pummeled by preponderant problems, but now prosperous through the poverty of my Provider who became poor for me to prosper.
Quaking, quivering, and queasy, I was quarantined in quietness at the Lord's quarry and quiver.
Rusty, rusticated, rebellious, and repulsive, I was rapidly restored, renewed, re-created, and made righteous by my Redeemer, who's my Righteousness.
Sick, sinful, sullen, and sulky, my Sovereign Saviour saved and sanctified my soul.
Tortured, terrified, and tempted by the tempter, I triumphed over the terrifying troop.
AN ALPHABETICAL REPRESENTATION OF MY LIFE
K - O
Kicked out and knocked down by the kingdom of darkness, but kissed and kept by the King of kings.
Loose, lost, and languishing in a lonely land, but loved by my Lord and the Lover of my life.
Manacled, mangled, and miserable, but my Master's mercy, mercy, mercy!
Naked, naughty, narcissistic, but now made new, novel, and noble.
Oppressed, obsessed, obese with sin, but now an offspring of the Omnipotent, Omnipresent, and Omniscient.
AN ALPHABETICAL REPRESENTATION OF MY LIFE
F - J
Famished by the flames of famine, but fashioned, flavoured, and favoured by the Father.
Guilty, greedy, grounded and godless, but groomed by God's grace.
Harassed and hounded by Haman's hate, but helped and held in the hollow of God's hand.
Inflamed and intoxicated by iniquity, but I was introduced to the I am that I am.
Judged and jailed in the jungle, but Jesus justified me.
AN ALPHABETICAL REPRESENTATION OF MY LIFE
A - E
Assaulted and accused by the Accuser, but I was acquitted by the Last Adam.
Bruised, blighted, battered, and buried, but I blossomed.
Crushed and cropped by the cross, consecrated and crowned by Christ.
Damaged, distressed, and damned, but delivered by the Daystar.
Effete, enervated, and emasculated by the enemy, but empowered and energized by the El-Olam.