Identity – Lecrae

“I’m not the shoes I wear,

I’m not the clothes I buy,

I’m not the house I live in,

I’m not the car I drive,

I’m not the job I work,

You can’t define my worth,

By nothing on God’s green earth,

My identity is found in Christ..”

Artist: Lecrae

Song: Identity

Where do you find your identity?

Who do you say I am – Poem

How many different ways, could I possibly explain?

And paint the same picture, with words that are plain?

You’ve marvelled at the signs, and you’ve come back to see miracles,

But still don’t understand the simple message at the pinnacle.

First things first, I AM the bread of life,

Feast up on my words, and be forever satisfied,

The thing you’ve been chasing, is just a façade,

It won’t satisfy your thirst, like a mirage.

Do not be afraid, I’m the light of the world,

The darkness will flee, as my light is unfurled,

Showing you the pathway, even through the valley of death,

I’m still there, your every prayer I have heard.

I AM the good shepherd, through good times or strife,

For the sake of my sheep, I would lay down my life,

All because of love, I was battered and bruised,

Inspired by my love, for both Gentiles and Jews.

So come into my presence, for I’m the only door,

And leave behind your baggage, and wonder no more,

Salvation is promised, to all who will enter,

Life to the fullest, with me at the centre.

I AM the only way, the truth and the life,

All other pathways, will lead you to strife,

The world offers hope, that is built in the sand,

But mine to the end, is the rock that will stand,

I AM the resurrection, and I AM the life,

I speak into darkness; and give it  new life,

I raised up Lazarus, and set him free,

To show God’s power, ingrained in me,

I AM the true vine; the gardener’s the Father,

He prunes and perfects, for his glory, and honour,

I AM that I AM, before time began,

Of all you have heard, who do you say I am?


©2018, by Gome – original poem

Originally shared on Heirs Magazine

2 Timothy 1 – Short Poem

As I gaze at the weight, of the task at hand,

And wonder how I could be part of the plan,

I’m timid and weak, my words often fail,

Lord, why would you not, just choose someone else?

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Someone with boldness, someone with faith,

Someone whose words, simply hold more weight,

Someone like Paul, who even in chains,

Still found a way, of proclaim your name,

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But Father forgive me! Forgetful man,

It’s not for my actions, or things I’ve done,

It’s only by grace, and only your love,

Your purpose revealed, through Jesus the man,

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Lord help us to stand, in this world full of sin,

As pressures to change, slowly weigh us in,

Clinging onto Christ, and his blood-drenched cross,

Your intimate love, at ultimate cost

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©2018, by Gome


Image Credit: Tom & Jerry Online

3 Years of Blogging

3 Today!! Woop Woop!!

Thanks so much for your support along the way. Here are a few highlights and reflections on my journey so far.

God bless..


Year 1: Feel the Buzz

Exactly 3 years ago today, I was sat in a cafe along one of Bristol’s ever intriguing and eclectic high streets – Gloucester Road (See article: the longest stretch of Independent shops in the UK).

With background chatter, finely brewed coffee, and an overpriced slice of indulgent cake, I finally put the finishing touches on my new blog – Reposed Thought.

The first year was such an exciting adventure as there was so much to explore and to learn. From my testimony of how I became a Christian, to the never ending journey of an Architect, there was also much to share.

The inaugural year also gave birth to a newly formed interest in writing poetry with my personal favourites being Tales of an Introvert and Poor Mans Tale.

Year 2: Honeymoon over?

The second year was undoubtedly more challenging as the creativity started to fizzle out along with the initial buzz created when the blog first began. With the added pressure of starting my first full time 9-5 job post uni, the time to create was also drastically reduced. Still I persevered to create Big City Dreams and Morning Run Thoughts during that seemingly dry patch.

I constantly found myself reflecting on how ‘good’ or ‘bad’ a post was based on what response I got. I was determined to not let that be the case in the following year.

Year 3: Recreate the high

Throughout 2017, I have felt a combined desire to blog as an outlet for myself and out of respect for my followers. But also, for the sheer fun of it.

This has in turn freed me to create when inspired rather than posting to maintain some kind of  interest. I have felt some of that initial creativity creep back in. My undoubted favourite series from the past year was the daily Zambia photo journal.

Other more recent posts based on experiences include Love Your Neighbour and Plateaued Ambition. The latter recently came 8th out of 30 in my first poetry competition with an honorary mention.

Year 4: ?

Well.. Lets see what happens..

In all that I do, as a blogger or as a Christian, it is my deepest desire to use my God-given talents to help point people to Jesus and his love for us as a broken people.

I recently had an interesting conversation with a fellow blogger that I’ve never met about one of my poems. They said that even though they do not share my faith, they could appreciate what I had to say about life and its challenges and how my faith gives me strength through them.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this piece and be sure to follow on here or via the links below..


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Best of 2017: Blog Info-graphics

Abstract: As we are fast approaching the end of another year, its time for another annual blog review. I wanted to take this opportunity to thank each one of you for being a part of my journey with Reposed Thought. Your engagement and encouragement have been invaluable, and spur me on as a writer, designer and poet. Many thanks.

With so much to learn from, to be thankful for and to be challenged by, here are the stats from 2017 – the stuff you really cared about. Enjoy.

God bless.

Top 10 Posts:

Top 10 Blog Posts

  1. RT Evening Standard nomination: Best new-comer April Fools!! Lesson One – don’t believe everything you read on 1st April. On the flip side, I had lots of fun listening to friends congratulate me before reading further.. 😀
  2. 20 Favourite Poetic One-Liners (Rhyming) A compilation of my favourite lines from poems that I’ve composed. Enjoy!
  3. Love Your Neighbour- Short Poem Written  to go with a sermon from the bible passage Matthew 22:34-40.
  4. Zambia: Day Eleven – Final Goodbye Day eleven of 12: Part of a daily photography journal I kept whilst visiting my home country, Zambia.
  5. Zambia: Day One – Welcome HomeDay one of 12: Excitement, anticipation, reality. All the initial reactions & emotions of visiting home after 5 years.
  6. Screen Watching on the Train Reflections on this generations growing and worrying mobile phone addiction
  7. Zambia: Day Two – Copperbelt Day two of 12: Returning to my home city after 5 years; such a good feeling!
  8. Zambia: Day Five – Last of Kitwe Day five of 12: After a few days on the Copperbelt Province, it was time to head back.   
  9. London Bishopsgate – Walking Tour Photographic tour with a friend in one of the capital’s high-rise districts, Bishopsgate.
  10. 7 Days in B&W 7 days, 7 photo’s in black and white; No people. No explanations.

Top 10 Countries:

Top 10 Countries

Visitors to the blog came from a grand total of 53 different countries in 2017.

Countries as wide ranging as Venezuela, Namibia, Solomon Islands and Bulgaria. Thank you!

Most Popular Month:

Most Popular Month

April was by far the busiest month this year. This is mainly because of the ‘April Fools’ post and the daily photo journal of my trip to Zambia, my home country.


Stay tuned for more content in 2018.

Happy New Year!


“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul.”

PSALM 23

20 Favourite Poetic One-Liners (Rhyming)

1. BIG CITY DREAMS

“Blinded by the lights, I’m drawn in by the crowds,

An eclectic group of people, rubbing shoulders without smiles”

2. MINDLESS VIOLENCE

“Started out as kids, stealing Pepsi cans and sweets,

But nowadays being stopped and asked questions by police”

3. PLATEAUED AMBITION

“Life flashed by, I was soon reminiscing,

As slowly I drowned, in a plateaued Ambition”

4. CHASING AFTER THE WIND

“Yesterday she was the one, yet today we call her old news,

And move onto the next one, Our values greatly skewed”

5. WORDS I NEVER SAID

“Our last conversation I now contemplate,

Abruptness of what followed made my heart disintegrate”

6. LOST ONES

“But soon there would be trouble, and unforeseen change,

Which led to separation, and hearts so full of rage”

7. A WRITERS STRUGGLE

“Freedom of expression, hell-bent at its mastery,

But when it didn’t flow, anxiety seeped craftily”

8. TALES OF DEVASTATION

“At this stark situation, tales of devastation,

Families ripped apart, and destroyed past restoration”

9. LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOUR

“His words cut through, like a dagger to the heart,

Exposing their hypocrisy; blind religiosity”

10. DEAR LONDON

“Demonically possessed, with intent to spread fear,

Instead were met with bravery, and love beyond compare,”


11. MUNDANE

“Mundane! Everyday is the same,

Wake up, go to work. Slowly going insane”

12. TALES OF INSECURITY

“What did they even mean by that? And why said in that tone?

I dialogue internally to calculate my wrongs”

13. BUDGET AIRLINE TALES

“A queue jumper the highlight, as she mussels her way past me,

An angry woman shouts “Oi! You must be a nutter!”

14. THE ART OF BLAGGING

“But little do they know you haven’t even got the foggiest,

But pride gets in the way, and you start speaking with such confidence”

15. EASTER

“A choice between a criminal and him, they chose the latter,

And proceeded with mob justice, his back they whipped and battered”

16. ANTI-SOCIAL MEDIA

“But no one else was there, so she posts pics on the internet,

900 friends, but no one there to share the moment with”

17. TALES OF AN INTROVERT

“Wish I said all of the things that were locked up in my mind,

But now times gone, it feels like I’m wasting mine”

18. POOR MAN’S TALE

“It’s cold, you’re ignored, and exposed to the elements,

Abandoned in negligence, considered irrelevant”

19. CHIPOLOPOLO 2015: CAN HISTORY REPEAT ITSELF?

“The weight of this moment precedes grown men’s cries,

As we remember our dearly loved brothers who died.”

20. THE ANGRY SHARPNESS MONSTER

“Not much sleep was had as he set off at break of dawn,

The thought of being at sea always had his attention drawn.”


All the above poems are originals written & composed by the author of Reposed Thought:

© Gome

Thanks for stopping by

Love Your Neighbour – Short Poem

“To love the Lord Your God!” That was Jesus’ reply,

When answering the question they had asked him on the sly,

Onwards and onwards, they plotted and planned,

Trying to find a way, to trip him up in advance,

These men were “Pharisees”, a select group at the top,

When it came to being religious, the cream of the crop,

In every conversation, they had to know best,

So when Jesus came along, they were shaken and stressed,

His words cut through, like a dagger to the heart,

Exposing their hypocrisy, and blind religiosity,

All ‘good’ works, lost in selfish ambition,

Before a Holy God, they forgot their position,

As Jesus continued, I was part of the story,

A modern Pharisee, seeking only man’s glory,

He said, “love your Neighbour, the way you love yourself,”

But my default positions, to think of MYSELF,

My family, appearance, career, and my health,

Stacking up possessions, increasing in wealth,

Earthly cataracts, seeing only near distance,

Blinded by the lights, of my inward condition,

But then look at Jesus, so humble and pure,

A king in a manger, rich but yet poor,

With him as an example, of ultimate love,

Of putting God first, then our neighbours, then us,

A carpenter by trade, unassuming in appearance,

Who came to save the world, from its wretched condition,

What more does he deserve, than our absolute all?

Whole and complete, mind, body and soul.

Written to complement this mornings sermon from Matthew 22:34-40

© 2017, by Gome