WHERE DO YOU FALL ON THE LIST? BY TRAILBLAZER AREGBESOLA BUNMI

There are some men and women whom when I speak with, my life does not remain the same. I feel fire in my bones. I just want to pray. I just discover my heart burning. I just see myself wanting to quickly leave them at the moment to go and really pray. I just want to go and develop intimacy with God.

Ma, what do you have to offer? What do people see when they behold you? Hope it isn't only your beautiful face they behold all the time? Hope it isn't only all about you? I am careful in choosing my friends. I have different lists of friends.

Don't be surprised if I don't have much time with you. Of what need is our company if we cannot pray together? Why should we be together twenty-four-seven when your focus is different from mine? Yet you keep saying I am not getting closer. My friend, please come up higher. Do not be pleased with this level you are.

When people see us, let our expression be that which will give them sense of responsibility. let them behold Jesus on our face.

Let our lives set many on their toes. Let us leave our names on the sand of time. Let us grow up. Let us seek God. Refuse to join the the league of complacent people.

Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend. Proverbs 27:17

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