SOMETHINGARIFIQUE

SOMETHING FOR SOMETHING, NOTHING FOR NOTHING

“And if Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain, and your faith is also vain.” 1Cor15:14(NKJV)

In everything in this universe, there is always a genesis and a revelation.  There is no two before one. Someone cannot claim, “I go there.” Where are you going, many will ask?  Jesus knew his genesis thereby He had a strong vivid picture of His revelation: Heaven.

Something for something, nothing emanates from nothing, but something does from something. Somewhere to somewhere; someone to someone or somewhere. Remember, to he who has (something) more shall be added unto him: something for something. Present something, out of it something springs up- from the eater something to eat and form the strong something sweet. Samson’s riddle. 

As in Adam all men die, so in Christ all men are made alive. Nothing with breathe was embedded in Adam, therefore was death inevitable. Christ hosted (permanently) a seed of life, what happens? All men are made alive. Alive.

In Him was the fullness of the God Head, the image of the invisible God. Think of what was housed in Adam? Nothing.  Moses and the young boy possessed something; a shepherd’s rod and 5 loaves and 2 fishes! Something was birthed. The Israelites delivered amidst an oceanic wave of miracles, albeit the waves were tsunamis to the Egyptians: 5000 men fed and remainders of 12 baskets as fragments gathered.

Possess something, present to Him, expect a harvest (something); thirty fold, sixty fold and hundred fold: He is not mocked. He is faithful to keep whatever you grant unto Him till that day. Something is only expected when it is presented to someone ‘Mr. O’, somewhere ‘C City’ and sometime ‘T hours GMT’. The era of presentation is one of agony, pain, thick darkness, death or life, tears, sweating blood for sweat, destitute (My Father, my Father why have forsaken me?) to mention a few; as labour pangs onto an expectant mother. The post era is overwhelming, faces glow with joy wrapped with appreciation after the child lays on its mothers arms, cuddling in new woolen white clothes. Images of angels gazing at it…. 

The shepherd’s rod, the widows oil, the two buttons (life of the old woman), the son of the Shaumarmite woman; the sacrifices of Manoah and his wife, Abraham, Gideon, Solomon et al.  Imagine Hannah taking little Samuel to the house of the Lord forever to redeem her vow. I see her sorrowfully happy, and glad, “at least I have something to be proud and respected of.” She heartily says. I see a mixture of white and black: gray somewhere, sometime. Jephthah could not hold it, but to cry, alas! his only was gone, “And Jephthah came to Mizpeh unto his house, and, behold, his daughter came out to meet him with timbrels and with dances: and she was his only child; beside her he had neither son nor daughter. And it came to pass, when he saw her, that he rent his clothes, and said, alas, my daughter! thou hast brought me very low, and thou art one of them that trouble me: for I have opened my mouth unto the LORD, and I cannot go back.” Judges 11:34-5 (NKJV). Agony.

Infinite things were offered to Him and gigantic results recorded and birthed. Present to God whatever little you have and He will do something from that little something. Try out and thank. Excuse me, it time to go and prepare my something for Him, him or her or even it.

Happy New Year and a something for something time.