PIKELELA GUTYUNGWA MEMOIRS

Reflections!  I still remember so vividly just how God gave me this poem. I was looking at the mountains from the front porch and meditating when suddenly: I heard the Spirit whispers to me... Shadows and Footprints!  At first, I didn't understand what was this about untill the still small voice grew louder within. I began to sob as I paced up and down the house, tearfully jotting every single word I heard.  The Precence of God was too great within and around me as my heart remained connected to the Grid of the Holy Ghost. I saw as if I was in a vision just how God tracked Adam in the Garden.  I got very scared as I began to comprehend what the Spirit was letting me into. To see through this window of life, never interpreted this way before. Shadows and Footprints is real life story which took place in the Garden of Eden.  Amazingly, this very same way God used to track his wayward man, Adam: will be used against us at the Judgment Day!  Why I write these w...

  Recommended Similar Narrative. .  I know many of you failed to grasp my message when I wrote Shadows And Footprints, thank God for this latest narrative.  If I must tell you the truth when writing Shadows And Footprints, the Spirit of God really apprehended my heart, all the way.  I wrote every verse in literal tears as my eyes began to open up and see the reality of what really happened when Adam tried to run from God.  I just keep going and writing these narratives simply because they rhyme with the Word of God. I will keep on keeping on writing until my last breath.  The Spirit whispers these Thoughts and Words into my heart and there's no two way about it. I am because God is..  I dare all those who think I'm crazy, to please provide me with any link where I can find these exclusive narratives posted in any of your famous false teachers and false prophets websites. Yea, I dare you for real now!  I am climbing Jacob's Ladder and there's stil...

  My Epithalamium To Thembi Love is life's mustard seed, crafted to preamble us at conception: hidden deep inside a mother's womb. Love, a first after the first beat  began to drum up the foetal heart: a microcosm of life in progress. Love, infusion of life inside a tiny blob, a scintillating, exhilarating dance  between man's seed and an egg. As in a dream, in a flash, one day; under the blue skyed morning, she dashed before my eyes: I staggered with hidden admiration . My mind didn't notice immediately, as my heart pulsated in blizzard beats: leaving me bleeding and wryly smitten. A simple greeting, and honest handshake, followed by candid smiles and muted joy, I had to look on as she turned to go. A new sun, new moon and new stars, had been created and added that day: when two worlds collided and formed a new clime and new cosmos for two. I saw beauty, touched and breathed love, my world commixed and cranked up in high ovulated pitch of sweet dreams accrued: Cupid ha...

 Recommended Narrative...  ONE WAY ROAD !  Back Then Is Now! Back then is now and yesterday is still today even though our shadows have moved to a different spot. Back then is now. Imagine how crazy our solar systems could get if the sun and the moon decided to run after the rolling earth! Back then is now. Our life has been set by God and activated on a sixty seconds countdown. This clock ticks on from the cradle to the grave! We can feel it ticking away through our heartbeats. Back then is now! Just why do I spend all my life tirelessly trying to catch up with all my yesteryears of yesterday? Back then is now! Sometimes the pride of life deceives a man to believe he’s in charge and a driver of his future. Back then is now. Sometimes I sit down at a busy marketplace and just watch life overlapping life. What a sight! If God would borrow me His lenses, I’ll be able see people of all ages walking up and down: with their longevity chronometers visibly stuc...

  Same Crowds Different Footprints The more things change, the more they remain the same. The more this world changes the more it remains the same, unchanged from what it’s been a thousand years ago. Even though we have eyes below our foreheads… we can only see what our brains can interpret. Staring at anything for an extended time, is no guarantee that one is 100% aware of the surroundings around the targeted visible objects. Woah… I have been around this place before, but I do not understand how I missed that beautiful tree perched around the same corner I have used more than I can remember? Did you forget that your eyes provide sight for the brain? It’s a different story and a different world when talking about the blind person. Blind people interpret life around them by relying on other senses of the body. Whenever the body loses the use of one sense, the body through the brain magnifies the next adaptive sense 1000% more to find its way forward. Our bodies have more resources ...

  Once All Wrapped Up In Innocence! I was born a bouncing baby after punishing my mother for nine long months. Her precious womb became my private gym where I learned to kick as hard as I could. I tortured my sweet mother with endless vomiting every time she took in something I hated . What is the best day of the week to be born? I was born on a Friday but have no idea whether it was day or night. Friday therefore, becomes my favourite day by proxy! I was shrouded and wrapped up in innocence. My fisted tiny hands stood for purity hidden in my fast beating heart. I believe babies are born with faster beating hearts than regular persons since their whole body is still under construction. The development of all vital organs is more urgent for the baby to survive this hostile environment we live in. I mistaken my tiny feet as some little play things as I sucked my toes every time I had a full tummy. Little did I know that one day, these feet will become my transport a...

  Talking Trees If trees were to talk back to us and tell what had been happening in their world for thousands of years under the sun. What would trees tell us? If we heard their whispers, could we understand the language they speak? Trees are the enigma of Timelessness from the Garden of God in Heaven to the Picturesque Garden of Eden. God saw that His Realm and ours could not be complete without trees. Trees are God’s bold and silent declaration which says, I AM Forever around in your world. You can ignore My Presence all around you but these trees stand as witnesses for me. These trees can feel, see and hear you through their roots, branches and leaves. Silence is truly golden for trees all over the vegetation. Hello, when last did you ever take time off and talked to the trees around you? No matter where you look and wherever you may be, betcha! There’s a battalion of trees looking at and calling you. These trees are longing to receive your whisper into th...