Monday, 22 August 2016
Saturday, 20 August 2016
So I was doing "blog ashawo" earlier and I saw news that elicited different emotions and reactions in me.
"Northern Christians break away from CAN, Revert to NNCA"
I first went from hian*, read a bit and in my usual fashion, I went Oghene biko* because I really need God to help us.
Let me digress.
I currently live in Jos and it was here I attended the popular RCCG first. I'm Foursquarian by birth (I'm still forced to attend when I'm home), I attend His Treasure House naturally (My favourite church). All I want to do is listen to the undiluted word of God.
Back to the point, during my service year, it was so obvious that there was no love amongst us even in church. Different forms of jealousy. Choi!!!
Fast forward, I'm still there. Same church bought a land and we were already building on this land. A letter came from the Ministry in charge of land allocation. The letter "claimed" The Governor needed the land. The Governor denied any form of interest in said land. Then they said the land belongs to "The Catholic Church" of Plateau state. Lots of argument cropped up, a go ahead, then a shocker!!!
The youths of the Catholic Church destroyed all structures already erected on the land.
Shocked was an understatement.
No love between churches kwanu..
Then I saw that news about Christians dividing into North, South and what have you...
What have we done wrong?
When I fill forms now, I skip religion because I don't have a religion.
If you tell me Christianity, it's Life for me. It's not my religion.
If I must have a religion, can it be love? Can we return to the basics? All commandments in my Holy book is summed into two; both summed into one- LOVE.
Can Love be the religion again?
Friday, 19 August 2016
Thursday, 18 August 2016
now repeatedly typical of that seen/heard in the popular Commando movie, the sound seemed to be drawing closer, I had little time to move away a little from the banking hall before taking cover like Mom taught me. Then I heard the resonating sound of the door as it was being shot to pieces in a bid to create passage and I prayed God to save people from stray bullets. Everywhere was in tumult as people scampered for safety, I felt several feet climb on me occasionally but I was transfixed by shock to move and I also had so much faith in Mom's advice.