I live but to meet my end someday

When?……. I do not know. 

How?………I do not know.

Where?….. I do not know.

All I know is, I will quit this earth Someday.

When I quit the earth 

I shall never take

Things of silver and gold I make.

All that I cherish and hoard away

After I leave, on earth must stay.
Though I have toiled for a painting rare

To hang on my wall, I must leave it there.

Though I call it mine and boast its worth,

I must give it up when I quit the earth.
All that I gather and all that I keep

I must leave behind when I fall asleep and forget to wake up again.

And I wonder often, just what I shall own

In that other life, when I pass alone.
What shall He find and what shall He see

In the soul that answers the call for me?

Shall the great Judge learn, when my task is through,

That my soul had gathered some riches, too?

Or shall at the last, it be mine to find,

That all I had worked for I’d left behind?

             Colossians 3:2(KJV)

 Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth

AAT ~ To God, the glory be.


As the sky turns from blue to grey

The sands of time tick

We are here but only for a short stay

Don’t let life pass with some words you never say.

Don’t let life pass with the  “I am sorry” you never say.

Don’t let life pass with the “I have forgiven you” you never say

Just don’t………….

Don’t live in anger, with fear and regrets.

Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.

Don’t judge too quickly, as you may be wrong.

Instead, choose to live life as an uplifting song.

When tears fall, wipe them away 

As they will only last but for a day.

Sometimes we hurt because we care.

Sometimes life seems unfair.

We make mistakes we wish we could change

And wonder how our life could be rearranged.

Second chances last only for so long, not forever.

Always reach out to others.

People may change 

People may leave you

Eventually the disappointment and pain will subside.

But just let them go. Your destiny is never bounded to anyone.

Only the true remain forever at our side.

It is all about the journey and what has yet to come.

Life is what you make of it; you are what you’ve become.

Life is too short to hold onto regrets.

Forgiveness is key even though you may never forget.

Cherish the good and remove the bad.

There will always be obstacles, pain, and strife.

You must believe that you are strong enough to fight.

You have to believe in yourself to do what is right. 

Never be afraid to take a stand,

And always be willing to lend a helping hand.

A little bit goes a long way.

All it takes is a smile to brighten someone’s day.

Your chance to live is now, so what are you waiting for?

Endless possibilities are forever at your disposal.

The chance to live another day is life’s golden proposal.

Never let anyone tear you down,

And never let anyone steal your shine and make you frown.

Will you sit in the shadows and let darkness win again?

Oh sister rise up and make the light shine all over again.

I don’t know about you but I believe you can. Yes you can


       1 John 2:19

  They went out from us, but they were not of us; for if they had been of us, they would no doubt have continued with us: but they went out, that they might be made manifest that they were not all of us. [KJV]

AAT – “…..Jesus Christ. To Him, glory be, both now and forever. Amen!” 2 Peter 3: 17-18



Bruised and chastised, we failed to recognise Him

Mocked, Scorned and Spat upon, we failed to recognise Him

Death and the curse were in our cup

That bitter cup, Thy love drank it up

Thou hast drained the last dark drop

And filled it back with Grace

Thou open bosom was my ward

It braved the storm for me

Crucified and pierced, yet didn’t prove God of Him

Agonize, yet uttered not a word from Him

He nailed all and more to the shameless Cross they deemed it

But His Death a prize for me to rejoice in

There’s not even one stroke for me.

Thou stoodest in the sinner’s stead

Thy tears, Thy blood flowed;

Thy bruising healeth me

Thy piercing eased my pain

Thou was dead and brought life

Thou was persecuted and brought freedom.

Thou became poor – so I might be rich

My Lord went the deepest of the bottomless pit

All for my sake, my peace to make

At cross roads…….

I need not take for granted His sacrifice

But rather ever rejoice as I am still criticized

He is My Master and Lord

The one I worship and serve true

I will cherish thee all my numbered days

He did all these in spite of my demerits

That I will one day delight in His merits

For within which I will forever be buried

Matt. 27:28-29 [KJV]

And they stripped him, and put on him a scarlet robe. And when they had platted a crown of thorns, they put it upon his head, and a reed in his right hand: and they bowed the knee before him, and mocked him, saying, Hail, King of the Jews!

Author: Rosemary A. Ntiamoah.
April, 2017.



Mine blood hot with the lava of anger

Wallowed by memories ……..

Such is the being in me, God eternal

I seek not to tutor thee about mineself

But in the sinking humility of contrition

I come with a sore heart for thy thawing mercy!

So You fix me Lord.

Fix me……..lord, Fix me………. Lord

Fix me for I AM BROKEN.

Sooth my lungs cause I am choking

Burn with the strictest furnace mine flesh,

Till my life reflects thy glory as a crystal ball

Be not soft in threshing me,

For the wounds of sin left me scarred

Bake thou me till I be tough-boiled

Hew thou me till I be a polished shaft

For I by myself, I can do nothing.

Consent to mine plea, as I melt feebly.

At thy throne’s footstool, bid me not ‘begone’!

Lest as Cain I become a wild rover,

In the thicket of homesick groaning,

I come! not in languid pretence,

But in self-renunciation and David’s penitence.

Chide thou me with a soft fist of mercy

May this travail profit a hearing with thee

Let it ascend with a pacifying fragrance.

That thy rain of grace may wet my dry soul.



AAT~ all glory be to God.



This darkness I could touch and feel

As if heavens doors are shut.

The sorrows that assail me are like glut.

My wrists, I wish to cut.

I was Hopeless,

Even that little hope in my hopelessness was leaking

Empty lies my cisterns of joy.

In futility I keep reaching out.

Waiting for the sun to shine someday.


Come a little closer sister

Look beyond my smiley face and emojis.

Look beyond the makeups I have donned.

For the mascara is needed to mask my pain.


Masking the fear that plague my heart.

Masking the worries that bedevil my mind.

Masking the tearlines that adorn my true face.


Here am I.

An elephant without a memory.

A lion without a pride.

A lone wolf without a pack

A cheetah without a coalition

A dolphin without a pod.


None to cuddle.

None to stand with.

None to call me His own.

All alone.


In this state, I was.

Until I met Him.


‘Him’ who affirmed me as His special one.

‘Him’ who gave me a purpose to live.

‘Him’ who taught my mouth to sing and my heart to joy.


I met Him……..

‘Him!’, ‘Him!’, ‘Him……….!’

Who called me His own and never leaves me alone.

Whose banner over me is love.

Whose name is the Prince of Peace.


‘Him’ whose name is Jesus Christ.

The Architect of the universe and

The Manager of all times

Hopeless, Worthless were my tags.

All these He changed.

His grace brought…..

Day out of night, sweet from bitter,

Glory out of shame.

And turns pebble to pearls, weakness into strength.


Priceless became my tag

Joyful became my name.




When rage and fury overwhelm my heart,
It’s  high time I looked to God’s own Holy Word.
I search the Bible for His good advice;
My will to His commands must be deferred.
God reveals His love for me In His Word;
In all things God works only for my good;
He gives me blessings I still struggle to understand;
I’d be peaceful if I’d do the things I should.

Jesus forgave so much; why then can’t I?
I want to mold my life after His own.
I pray, I try, but my sinful nature wins;
Lord, help me, I can’t do this thing alone.

I read about the peace of Christ;
Oh, how I long to feel it in my heart.
All I have to do is to forgive,
But Lord, it seems I don’t know where to start.

I need to walk a mile in the others shoes;
They’re doing what they think they have to do.
I know some problems are blessings in disguise,
But Lord, sometimes I feel so doggone blue.

Your word says “forgive as the Lord forgave you;
Get rid of anger and every form of malice.”
I’d love to just let go and release it all,
But upon my heart is a wound that’s become a callus.

I’ll keep praying, trying, Lord, no matter what;
I’m determined to let go and relinquish blame;
Someday, I’ll say, and be truly sincere:
“I forgive it all in Jesus’ precious name.”


                               Romans 8:28  [NKJV]

And we know that all things work together for good, to those who love God, to those who are called according to His Purpose.


                               Colossians 3:13 [NKJV]

Bearing with one another, and forgiving one another, if anyone has a complaint against another; even as Christ forgave you, so you must also do.


                              Ephesians 4:31  [NKJV]

Let all bitterness, wrath, anger, clamour, and evil speaking be put away you, with all malice.

AAT- To God the glory be.


Twixt doubt and dismay you are smitten

You think there’s no chance for you?


Did you not know…….

The best books haven’t been written

The best race hasn’t been run,

The best score hasn’t been made yet,

The best song hasn’t been sung,

The best tune hasn’t been played yet,
Cheer up, for the world is young!
No chance? Why the world is just eager

For things that you ought to create

Its store of true wealth is still meagre

Its needs are incessant and great,

It yearns for more power and beauty

More laughter and love and romance,

More loyalty, labor and duty,

No chance – why there’s nothing but chance!
For the best verse hasn’t been rhymed yet,

The best house hasn’t been planned,

The highest peak hasn’t been climbed yet,

The mightiest rivers aren’t spanned,

Don’t worry and fret, faint hearted,

The chances have just begun,

For the Best jobs haven’t been started,

The Best work hasn’t been done.


Keep moving

The world is counting on you.

The chances have just started.


Thy Mighty Grasp of me.

Between gleams of joy and clouds of doubt

Our feelings come and go;

Our best estate is tossed about
In ceaseless ebb and flow.

No mood of feeling, form of thought

Is constant for a day;

But thou, 0 Lord, thou changest not:

The same thou art alway.
I grasp thy strength, make it mine own,

My heart with peace is blest;

I lose my hold, and then comes down

Darkness, and cold unrest.

Let me no more my comfort draw

From my frail hold of thee,

In this alone I rejoice with awe

Thy mighty grasp of me.
Out of that weak, unquiet drift

That comes but to depart,

To that pure heaven my spirit lift

Where thou unchanging art.

Lay hold of me with thy strong grasp,

Let thy almighty arm

In its embrace my weakness clasp,

And I shall fear no harm.

Thy purpose of eternal good

Let me but surely know;

On this I’ll lean—let changing mood

And feeling come or go—

Glad when thy sunshine fills my soul,

Not lorn when clouds overcast,

Since thou within thy sure control

Of love dost hold me fast.


                 Hebrews 13:8


Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.

aaT~to Him, the glory be.


My pen

How priceless you are

I would like you to talk about “nothing”

It is a most peculiar word

I have heard it used so often

The way it’s used is often absurd

I’m told there’s “nothing” to worry about

Yet I worry about “nothing” for days

When the what-ifs I worry about happens not to be so

There isn’t another word for “nothing”

With “nothing” only “nothing” can compare

When a woman speaks about all her clothing

How is it possible she has “nothing” to wear

When she tells me I’m “nothing” short of amazing

What in the world does that “nothing” mean

If that “nothing” is really something

If I look will that “nothing” be seen

We are told that everything comes from “nothing”

A “nothing” theory that lacks evidence

A Big Bang and a boom from a “nothing”

If an explosion is something

Is that why “nothing” makes sense

So if “nothing” in the end becomes “something

Then “nothing” is “nothing” at all

Just a word that causes confusion

“nothing” can be big or quite small

If “nothing” can separate us from God’s love

Please keep “nothing” away from me

For if I settle for “nothing”

It will separate me from eternity

So you can see why “nothing” is a problem

I am “nothing” if I can’t be me

“Nothing” in the end is perplexing

For “nothing” is a mystery.


 LIVE IN JOY.      

​Let us live in joy, being kind to those 

who are unkind to us.

Among those who are  unkind , we

 live free of unkindness.

Let us live in joy, not hating those who hate us.

Among those who hate us, we live free of hate.

Let us live in joy, free from ‘disease ‘.

Among those who are ‘diseased’, we live free of ‘disease’.

Let us live in joy, free from greediness.

Among those who are greedy, we live free of greed.

Let us live in joy, though we possess nothing.

Let us live feeding on joy.