God Is Greater Than Man

In heaven, he occupies his office and executes his mandate.
At noon, he walks the streets in mortality meditating on the things which he sees. Two blocks east from where he lives in a corner of Lagos, a new stripper nightclub opens for business.
The city welcomes this new business. Doom has a fresh face.
At evening, he strolls past the location and there he sees her.
She is dressed barely but barely is the dress.
This new beauty will be revealed tonight.
She must be younger than his little sister.
She looks at him and waves, eager beaver.
He looks at her and smiles, teary hearted.
Tonight a poorly lit hall will be populated through a revolving door of prostitutes with wine and mescaline transport.
At night, he steps into an immortal location and from there speaks to the Maker of men, he declares into the towers of a certain city…to the inhabitants. He remembers the strip club and his new little sister; he commands that business shut down.
In a fortnight, the property is bought off and brought down by a new owner; a business with a different kind of vanity. Sugar.
The simple walk by without wonder,
The observant walk by and ponder,
This man walks by with laughter.
Yet God is Greater than man.
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On earth,
A music maestro plays to a frenzied crowd of fans. She hovers over them and ad libs to their repeated chants. Everyone knows her song. She points her mic, they sing at her. They bought her CDs and millions of tickets to sing at her concerts.
She will make them wave for minutes on end; then she will jump into the crowd.
They will catch her. This is not girl power. She is man.
He sits in his office and beckons his Secretary to bring some files.
He strikes N2 billion off the budget as he issues a cheque for the same amount to a special account.
By a simple stroke of the pen, a state of five million people will be starved of infrastructure for another eight years. Wages will not be paid for one year and untold suffering will descend even upon the righteous.
The people are oblivious to his reality. They still hail him, “Your Excellency Sir!”
But not to worry, his excellent little finger is thicker
than the criminal waist of his predecessor.
The people will feel his ability.
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In Nature,
Man often forgets his makeup.
His very nature is a ridicule to his boasting.
He may be made a little lower than the Godhead; even so that angels marvel and ask, “what is man that Thou art mindful of him”
At best he can only be part spirit, part soul and part body to be complete man.
He is not a homogenous creature. He is not original.
He claims he is clean, innocent; with no iniquity found in him.
But when he touches a pie it will grow worms.
When he touches a worm it will die.
This man must rely heavily on an immortal and eternal economy to accomplish anything that will not be full of infirmity…as he is.
Man whom King Solomon compels to keep his father’s commandment, and forsake not his mother’s law.
The King says to man, “bind them continually upon your heart, and tie them around your neck. When you go, it shall lead you; when you sleep, it shall keep you; and when you wake up, it shall talk with you.”
This is counsel to helpless man.
He must not forget that his help comes from One who is wholly Spirit as God,
wholly soul as God and has become the total man as well; The Christ unbound by fleshly corruption…
…That Christ in whom is all the fullness of the Godhead dwelling bodily.
And oh, how the Word became flesh and dwelt among men is something too complex for cognition!
See! God is Greater than man.
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In gathering,
God looks at man and sees a harvest.
He desires the congregation of the righteous.
Man looks at mammon and sees a harvest.
He looks unto the storing of treasures.
God looks at mammon and sees his worship divest.
He sees that few in the land are virtuous.
Why do we pursue after a false kind of treasure? The type that moths can destroy and thieves can break into and steal.
Why is it that we cannot see as we should?
How can we not see that the harvest which matters is that which cannot be plucked out of The Owner’s hand?
Isn’t it so noble a work we are called to do? That we are lit to light, and though mighty the thrones we occupy, we did not set them.
Isn’t it so benevolent the grace we enjoy? Bread to the eater and seed to the sower, they are all given, yet we do not produce them.
Isn’t it so obvious the mystery we shall experience? Lo, all these things worketh God, twice, yea thrice with man, to bring back his soul from the pit, to be enlightened with the light of the living. Even his flesh shall be fresher than a child’s.
For God does save the spirit, the soul and the body as well.
I will answer you, that God is greater than man.
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