Personal Reflections Poem by akachukwu chukwuemeka ( akabeks)

God made man from dust.
Nothingness of beginning and end,
And his will is attained out of total humility, charity…
Then we return to nothingness of death,
Whether by dust of the earth or scattered ashes of the
Wind or river, to nothing the body returns,
And the souls perfected through the furnace of spirituality
In God, sings unending hallelujah as they walk the aisle
Of heaven for a wedlock of divinity and eternal peace with God,
Angles, Saints and the Holy Spirit.


Each day I woke up in the morning oh! Lord,
May I like Bartimeus behold the first vision of the day;
The image of Christ, with his merciful eyes penetrating my sinful soul
That thy Grace may carry me through the human frailty of the day.


Like a mighty ship with abundant cargoes,
I navigate the tumbling waters of life without a
Compass,
Spiritual direction on this journey through God I seek
In this retreating soul; to discover self through Christ with total
Humility, surrender and sincere acceptance to what God may fashion for me.
I feel an innermost emptiness; a spiritual vacuum that echoes the dryness of this
Wind of destiny searching for God’s presence in my daily existence,
Lift the lamp of your love oh Lord, that in your mercy, I may see…


I am just like a refuse oh Lord, but even the most rotten refuse can be recycled.
Recycle me that I may be of great value to mankind to the glory of your name
Through your son, Jesus Christ



Grant me your Grace oh lord to dismantle without reservations the door of my soul and place your angles on guard to keep the devil away.
Give me the grace to make a dinner table of this door that Christ your son may dwell and sit for a spiritual meal that gives life in you, the Almighty.


Like a faulty car I struggle to reach you my lord.
Sometimes the car is pushed, other times it is towed and even atimes it roll
At a snail pace, all because of the faultiness of its being,
And when the car finally arrives at this perfect mechanics’, it beholds a new existence,
God, mend my faulty soul that I like a brand new car will always gather spiritual stability at the slightest acceleration. Let me cruise as you have willed.


When you recycle a refuse, it becomes manure or fertilizer. When you apply this to the soil, it adds nutrients to it and helps the crops grow green and bear good fruits.
Lord apply us to the soil of your church to add nutrients to the soul of your people through Christ your son. Amen.

©2008