
January 2 2026
When the tidal waves of life sweep our feet ashore and its intricacies set us adrift, we are sometimes left with no choice but to wade in the pool of doubt.
When our carnal wisdom and past experiences take over, and the strange voices in our heads echo, may our faith in the Lord remain as steadfast as the mustard seed.
When we attempt to lean on our own understanding instead of His word, remind us, O Lord, that your plans are timely and infinitely greater than ours.
When faith knocks at the door while works stand peeking behind the window, may we welcome both with open arms, allowing uncertainty to creep out.
When certainty goes mute on us, we pray that the beams of light reflecting our faith never dim.
In all spheres of life, faith is the currency needed for nourishment, and works are the sustenance, synonymous with the branches of a tree reaching for the heavens.
Regardless of what life throws at us, our faith in Him will always lead us to seek His face. When certainty goes silent, we hope and pray our faith plays out melodiously, like the harp of David in an orchestra.
Scriptural references
1 Samuel 16:14-2
Matthew 5:14-15;17:20
Mark 11:24
LORD OF ALL BY EMMANUEL OSEGBOH
January 2 2026
Amid dust and turmoil
Across land and genre
In the maze of popular uncertainty
Lies still the confident small voice
Beneath tales and promises
Above the open secret understanding
Of public deception and private delusion
Abides yet the absolute unchanging Word
In the midst of lack and plenty
In the face of greed and waste
Against the backcloth of a vast abundant realm
The liberal Giver is more than enough
For all the worthwhile distractions
In all our joys and dilemmas
Through our glories and shame
The patient Saviour craves our indulgence
He ne'er gives up
He keeps working He keeps arranging
For each of us to let Him...
Until the last moment and the gavel drops.
I STILL BELIEVE BY EMMANUEL OSEGBOH
January 2 2026
I still believe
Let the dampers flood
And dampen the heat
We will rekindle the fire
Let the giants stand
In the way let them stand
Assay with fear to squeeze the life
I still believe
We will stone him with stones
Like David shoot him with words
That enter his very soul
To chase them out of here
All of them may contrive
And every noise connive
To make our works fall apart
We still believe
I will never give up
I will never take no
I will never say die
I still believe





