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“ALMOST (saved)” by Ezekiel Azonwu

One of the most dangerous terms in English diction

If it could be translated into audio it would sound like adka;dkla;d from the saxophone of Lisa Simpson. 

Two words designed and strategically combined to form the biggest oxymoron in the history of mankind.

All most. 

But see, as far as the world’s concerned, you could live your life foul and almost get away with murder if you have a nice smile. 

You could almost meet folks just to almost sleep around, then stop at your local clinic where you almost had a child. 

See, almost is no stranger to Satan

Here’s proof: He only tells lies when they’re almost the truth.

And it’s amazing.

In our incompleteness we find complacence, but if almost is one of Lucifer’s many traits than we inadvertently good at Satan impersonations. 

But on the contrary, Christ did His job fully.

And He proved He was God when He died on the cross like it was His duty. 

And to pardon my iniquity that I committed rudely, He resurrected from the grave just to tell death to excuse me.

But excuse me, this is our life and that’s some thing I can’t impose on, but your body is God’s home which is on loan to get foreclosed on. 

See an almost Christian looks right but lives wrong, 

Can’t stand the conviction in Romans so they sit down to be comforted in Psalms. 

Never understood worship but loved to sing songs like, “I surrender all(most!)

Cause it’s far to expensive for you to live life that doesn’t appeal to your five senses, see now a days Christianity is like a loui rag. 

No functional use, but we just rock it cause it’s stylish.

Not righteous, but right-ish.

So now all God sees is a pile of Iiiiiisssshmael’s when He intended for Isaac’s. 

And well we’re moved by how we feel so we’re saved when we feel like it so technically we’ve never really been saved, we’ve merely tried it. 

So no wonder why we’re sold out when we return after we buy it now. 

Let me break it down because you need to be ware that your life could lack the very standards that need to be there. 

Cause on that final day of judgement while God’s receiving His heir, will he be saying, “Well, done” or *spitting* “medium rare.” 

Cause even by worldly standards, it would be highly insane for you to start spending all of your money, days before you almost get paid.

Like parents, you wouldn’t send your kids to a school that’s almost safe.

And ladies, would you really date a man who says he’s almost straight.

And this is the very thing about God that we all try to get around but it’s standards are like between two mountains: no middle ground.

So a half way life is unprofitable to you. 

Because after all Sunday services, Bible studies, prayer meetings and everything that goes between, God will say, “I never knew you.”

but that’s not even the worst part of living your life as neutral. 

It’s that you were once arctic, but it’s your warmness that’s causing Him to spew you. 

And this is the very thing that had me. I was bound and held down by the unforgiving gravity of my spiritual reality. 

I was a Christian. Or at least I portrayed the fantasy with a filthy personal life but a “God bless you, brother; how you doing sister” personality. 

I was a mail enveloped by guilt because I was stamped a sinner. I said I was a mail evelope by guilt because I was stamped a sinner. 

My message couldn’t be received because I didn’t represent the sender, yet I was almost delivered.

Till that one day that I totally, absolutely, and completely surrendered.

I took heed to modern prophet who proclaimed it was time for change. 

Now I’m no longer bound to sin, point black off the chain.

You could ask Omar Abdul Mutalib.  And he’ll tell you the same, “You don’t almost go to jail when you almost blow up a plane like you don’t almost go to hell when you almost get saved.”

Despise the cross that he was slain and thus the cause for which he came, but don’t worry, I’m almost done. 

But before I leave this stage, we have all worked in sin and death was minimum wage. I said, we all worked in sin and death was minimum wage, but if it wasn’t for Christ, we would have almost got paid.

(Source: vous-3tes-mon-coeur)