PIKELELA GUTYUNGWA MEMOIRS

  THEY ALL FORSOOK JESUS AND FLED! In the Beginning of the New Testament Covenant, we read about how fascinating those days were, leading to the Birth of Baby Jesus in the manger. The Glorious Visit by the Angelic Choristers singing for the sleeping shepherds: announcing the Arrival of the One heralded some hundreds of years before! Hello, this ain't no Christmas Story as we're misled to believe by false teachers connecting the Birth of Christ to a Pagan Holiday. There was no Santa Claus from the North Pole! When God was a Baby in Bethlehem of Judea, the World was at Peace and remained calm with no wars fought across the Continents! When God was a Baby, the World remained calm while Baby Jesus fell asleep between the warm breasts of His Mother, Mary. I don't know what I'm talking about but the Spirit witnesses with my spirit and whispers: it is true! When God was a Baby and fell asleep for the first time in the Earth, the World of Adam: He created by the Power

  IT IS WHAT IT IS! If things can go wrong, they will:   Murphy's Law says. Helplessness in humans and in 50% of all times, is nothing but a disguised excuse for giving up without trying harder! I was conceived and born in a mess and delivered into an already messed up World. Who and what am I, to try and change the course of the Universe? Millions of people, before me and my time, did their level best in their relentless efforts to diverge this beleaguered World without lasting strides! All these Historical Greats left nothing but, their solitary Footprints for our posterity and future Generations! It is what it is! We live among the most Angriest Generation of all times since the Angry Days of Cain! This Me-Me-Who-Cares Generation will bite off your tongue even before you even finish explaining yourself! Time is only defined thru moments of pleasure and in the circles of like-minded clowns. Step back! Let's talk about your future, young man! What future? The fut

  JESUS MADE ME CARRY MY BED! I was born and raised a cripple. I couldn't even begin to crawl like all children as a baby since I was paralyzed from my mother's womb, waist down! Just how do I begin to tell my sad story to you? I don't know. Mine was a life of wishful thinking as I lay down for thirty-eight years watching all the able-bodied people whoosh past my face, going about their business! All I could do, was just lay down there and wished I was a bird. Sometimes, my mind comforted me by reminding me: at least, I wasn’t blind. But the pain of wearing the same pair of shoes for years, balked me down to the level of depression! I was very sad and hurting inside every single day! Now, there were many of us, people with all kinds of disabilities: all hoping to jump ahead of the rest into the Pool when the Angel of the Lord stirred the waters once in a while. There were, impotent folk, of blind, halt, withered, etcetera: all hoping for the miracle of winning the r

The Spirit Of A Poet!  One early evening after returning from a supermarket, I was very tired and threw myself on the sofa to rest. Suddenly, like a whirlwind, my spirit became agitated with this extreme need for urgency.  I bowed my head and listened. The Spirit whispered and said, The Glorious Dead! Wow, what's this now? And like a daybreak from the darkest night, I remembered.  Ten years earlier I stood over a bridge and something strange happened to me. This is that story. I dropped everything and started to write as the Spirit gave me utterance.  I call this once-in-a-lifetime experience: The Spirit of a Poet!  I hope this brief highlight will channel your understanding into what I'm talking about. Don't stress this has nothing to do with talking to ancestral spirits but rather connecting with ancient history thru talking grave stones.  These stones looked at me and I looked at them. You'll be blown away when you discover how this encounter connects perfectly with

 FOREWORD It is with great pleasure and immense respect, I get to sample one of the Best Smooth Jazz Founders works: the late African America Grover Washington Jr. (12 December 1943 - 17 December 1999). Mister Magic was one of the most popular Smooth Jazz songs, the rest of the Jazz World knew Grover Washington Jr. thereby. The great musician is no longer with us on this side of the sun but he's left an eternal legacy for the World to always remember him fondly.  Rest in Peace and in Power Dear Grover Washington Jr. your day on Earth is done! Don't Tell Anyone I Did This For You! And when Jesus departed thence, two blind men followed Him, crying, and saying, Thou Son of David, have mercy on us. And when He was come into the house, the blind men came to Him: and Jesus saith unto them, believe ye that I am able to do this? They said unto Him, Yea, Lord. Then touched He their eyes, saying, according to your faith be it unto you. And their eyes were opened; and Jesus straitly c

  FOREWORD  When I felt the need to write on this dodgy and hard subject this morning, I took a moment and a long pause before I could commit myself. I started writing it very reluctantly and at some points, I wanted to abort the subject but, the Spirit insisted I write to finish.  Most of the times, I really don't understand what I'm writing about till I see the finished product and then, I start to appreciate and thank God for using me as His channel.  The message in this essay comes from a heart sanctified by God. I do not own a single letter or verb nor take any credit, because I know, it is the Spirit of God who's giving me sleepless nights as I battle with these thoughts in my dreams.  Wow, Sydney, did you just say some Christians are suffering from the Bitterness of Soul and Jealousy? No, I didn't say it, but God did in His Word. I have, as highlighted in this essay, experienced negative forces from some closest Christians I consider to be my Brothers in the LORD

  VIEWERS CHOICE: TOP TEN POSTS! ANATHI AMAYIRHA! LIFE IS JOY AND DEATH IS PAIN! ALL HAIL MIGHTY UKRAIN! THE FINAL EIGHT HOURS...BEFORE MIDNIGHT! THY MONEY PERSIH WITH THEE! NOT BY MIGHT NOR BY POWER! LAST NIGHT MY LIGHTHOUSE DIMMED OFF FOR GOOD! SO YOU THINK WE LIVE IN A FREE WORLD! COMETH THE MAN, COMETH THE HOUR! WHATEVER JESUS TELLS YOU DO IT! © All Titles In This Blog Written By: Sydney Pikelela Gutyungwa DISCLAIMER ALL COPYRIGHTED MUSIC VIDEOS USED IN THIS BLOG ARE NOT MONETIZED BUT, USED ONLY TO HIGHLIGHT AND ENHANCE READING: POEMS, ESSAYS AND NARRATIVES OF THE AUTHOR. I DO NOT OWN ANY MUSIC COPYRIGHT: ALL VIDEOS ARE USED WITH DUE RESPECT TO THE ARTISTS IN FAIR USE MANNER!

  NOT BY MIGHT NOR BY POWER! There was a little city, and few men within it; and there came a great king against it, and besieged it, and built great bulwarks against it: Now there was found in it a poor wise man, and he by his wisdom delivered the city; yet no man remembered that same poor man. I write for a Generation yet to be born, you really have to know your Bible before you can be able to digest what I'm writing about. Glossing over my words, will leave you scrawny and at odds with what you're reading and understanding! King Solomon told the story of a wise poor old man, who saved his besieged city and sadly: nobody remembered nor recognized the poor old man after he delivered victory for this city! His story sounds very familiar if you spent most of your life, reaching out to people! From my youth up, my life has always been used by God as sacrifice to help the wounded in spirit despite myself. Great is your Reward in Heaven, quipped Jesus! I remember some yea

  LIFE IS JOY AND DEATH IS PAIN! And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the Breath of Life; and man became a Living Soul. It is hard for some educated fools to understand and accept the Story of Creation. Well, where was Moses when God created the Earth, was he by God's side and witnessed all this Cataclysmic Phenomenal Evolution of Creation? Every simple individual knows that Moses had a birth date and a date of death like the rest of us: including some clever fools among us who think they can question God! God is a Spirit and all those who seek to know Him can only do so if they tune-up the frequency of their hearts to the Channel of God: which is Spiritual through Christ! You can't find God in a Science Lab! Adam remained nothing but a speck of dust till God breathed His Life into Adam's lifeless body! Adam became a Living Soul! Unto the woman God said, I will greatly multiply thy Sorrow and thy Conception; in Sorro