Usa me Señor

Use me, Lord Jesus

Lord,
Make me into whatever it is that is useful to You in this season
Make me useful to You and use me as You desire
Usa me Señor

Take this life that I have and use it to save the lives of those whom You love
I want to be the mouthpiece to the trumpet You use to spread Your Word across the nations
I want to be the tip of the arrow that You use to hit Your target
Make me the sword through which Your Word cuts truth from lies as one would separate the paper and plastic of a laminated page
Make me into whatever it is You need and
Usa me Señor

Lord,
All that I am
All that I have
All that I know
All that I have learned
Make of it whatever is useful to You and
Usa me Señor

I do not merely want to go through the motions of this life as I wait to meet You
I want to actively enhance the Kingdom as I purposefully live out my purpose

So Lord,
If You need a servant,
I shall serve
If You need a worshiper,
Then in Spirit and Truth shall I worship
If you need a king,
I will rule and reign with You, God
Whatever it is that is useful to You, God, that I want to be
Usa me Señor

Use my weaknesses and struggles, God
Use them to demonstrate Your mighty power
Use my shortcoming, God
Use them to demonstrate Your grace

Usa me Señor
Even where I am unable
I am still available to be used by You, God

Here I am, God
All that I am
All that I have
All that I’ve seen
All that I know
Take it all and make it into whatever is useful to You and
Usa me Señor…

Kay-Dee Mashile

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God gave me you…

God gave me you
And He gave you me
Not from the day we first met
Or when you first saw me
Not from the day we first felt butterflies
Or the day we had our first real conversation

God gave me you
And he gave you me
Not when we first locked eyes
Or when we first held hands
Not from our first date
Or the day we first said
“I love you”
Not even on the day we said
“I do”

God gave me you
And he gave you me
When He first dreamed of our lives
Way before the earth had foundations
Way before we were conceived and born into this world
He had given me you and you me
He had finished writing our perfect love story

I pray that His grace guides us to doing good by each other
All the days of our lives
Not just the days we get to spend together

Even though we may not have met yet
I am confident that
God gave me you!

Love,
Dineo

Woman extraordinaire

Maybe twenty years from now
The twenty years I’ve lived up to now will seem rather insignificant
But it is during these two decades that I have become an expert at being a woman.
See being an expert requires knowledge and experience in a certain area of expertise

You may argue
That I don’t have the experience of age
And the wisdom it brings with it

Yet I still say I am an expert at being a woman
I may not have this “womanhood” thing on lockdown but
I am an expert nonetheless

Because, you see,
I am the extraordinary woman God dreamed of
His dream was so perfect that He couldn’t but make it a reality
He even spilled His own blood to buy this dream lifetime insurance
He didn’t see any other image fit in which to make it but His own

So I may not be a mother yet
I may even yet be a little girl
Who is only now beginning to become a woman
But I know that mine is a finished story
So as I walk to an already established purpose

I walk
I live
I love
I care
I pray
I nurture

I am a woman
Not just an ordinary woman
I am a woman extraordinaire!

K..D. Mashile (from poetry book Twenty available at: Twenty by Khotso Dineo Mashile at Amazon.com)

Opposites… attract???

Okay,
So they say that opposites attract
But you and I are just too different to ever cross paths
We are as opposite as they get

I am a black multicultured daughter of the African soil
And you are a white grandson of the Dutchman
Although you traded your carci shorts for a long pair of chinos
It makes little difference because I traded my weave for dreadlocks and an African print headwrap
See, we are as opposite as they get!

We may both speak and understand English
But we come from different worlds
Our language and culture keep us as parallel as East and West
And as far apart as North and South

We even see the real world differently
While you proudly vote for VF Plus
I hopefully vote for the ANC
Your definition of privilege is your inability to find a ‘better’ job because of BEE
And mine is simply all that makes you unable to benefit from the BBBEE initiative
Yet neither of us are racist
We just have different perspectives as we are standing at two different places in life

You walk tall and proud as though the dust of the earth is your runway
And I walk strong because I cannot afford to be weak on top of everything else
You work hard to earn what you have always been told you deserved
While I work twice as hard to prove that I could also deserve half as much if I was afforded the opportunity

See, we are probably as different as they get.

The only thing that we have in common is that we both love and serve God.
Well… Maybe opposites do attract,  we’re just not that different after all…

 

[PS: Don’t ask me anything about this poem. Love, Miss Kay-Dee <3]

Dear Black Man

Dear Black Man,
Thank you.

Thank you for showing me my worth
Thank you for showing me unconditional love
Love that doesn’t say that
“At least you’re pretty decent,”
Or, plain old “pretty, for a black girl”
Thank you for teaching me that being black is an inheritance that you blessed me with
And that it is okay to be proudly black
Without worrying about who might find it uncomfortable

Dear Black Man,
Thank you.

Thank you for my dark skin and thick hair
Thank you for my curved hips and thick thighs
Thank you for my full lips and beautifully carved nose
Thank you for my creatively flexible tongue
Thank you for everything that makes me black
For it is an inheritance that you blessed me with
That no one can ever take away from me
And one that no plastic surgeon can duplicate even with the help of modern technology

Dear Black Man,
Thank you.

Thank you for all the times you weren’t there.
Thank you for being so selfless that you sacrificed our relationship to provide for me so that I can live to build many other relationships
Thank you for the life that your sacrifices have afforded me
Thank you for giving up your hopes and dreams and settling for a job that would allow me the opportunity to hope and dream of a better future
Thank you for taking disrespect when you deserved the most respect in the world just so that I can have a taste of the so-called right to human dignity

Dear Black Man,
I am who and what I am because of you
I owe you my very name!
I appreciate you
And I love and respect you.
You are my truest hero!

Dearest Black King,
Thank You!

Love,
Your Beautiful Black Princess going on Queen

do you remember that other day today

I have a whole video recorded in my memory
In fact,
An entire movie played out in my head today
I must say
“You still look like a movie”
And our voices in my head surely do sound like a song

I don’t exactly miss you
I rather just remembered you today
I remembered that day like it was yesterday
Do you?

I looked at a picture today
It reminded me of the many ‘todays’ I had envisioned
Both the ones lived and the ones that never came to pass
I remembered the today I first saw you
– didn’t think much of you really
And then I remembered the today you first spoke to me
– I probably knew only then who you actually were
I remember later that today when we had an actual conversation
– you were quite smart!
I then went on to remember the today you asked me out
And then I remembered every today you made me smile
And the today that you stopped
And then the today I’m glad things ended when they did
And then I wrote this poem

You may be wondering why,
Well, I wanted you to know that I am happy without you today
And that I wish you are happy without me too
Because our today is all that we have
And regardless of the number of pictures we took and kept
Or that of the mental videos we could never erase
Whether or not we remember that day
Today is all we have

Stop crying over what was
Celebrate it
Enjoy what is
And build towards what lies hereafter

I might never forget you
I honestly don’t want to
But I don’t miss you
Because I am busy loving my today!

Miss Kay-Dee

Akasoze angidele

Phil 1:6 AMP
“And I am convinced and sure of this very thing, that He Who began a good work in me will continue until the day of Jesus Christ [right up to the time of His return], developing [that good work] and perfecting and bringing it to full completion in me.”

You see,
Owuqalile lomsebenzi omhle
Ozuwufeza empilweni yami
This is not conditional as He has already authored and finished my faith
He knew me prior to His pioneering of the earth

See,
I walk from victory and excellence
Not for or towards victory and excellence

Trust me,
It really doesn’t matter what you see now
For I know who I am
And He says that I am more than a conqueror

He has got me and akasoze angidele!

Joshua 1:9 GNT

“Remember that I have commanded you to be determined and confident! Do not be afraid or discouraged, for I, the Lord your God, am with you wherever you go.”

K.D Mashile