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A god’s election.

All the houses that led to the Kansie shrine had no aluminum roofing. The first thing you noticed at the premises were the skull of donkeys in the rocks that housed the shrine. The skulls were kept buried because whenever it was left in the sun, the entire village suffered migraines. Everyone who entered the shrine had to be topless. No one ever returned from Kansie still bearing whatever issue had caused them to enter into it in the first place. This was where recognized fetish priests sought fortification from; and where they directed important people to seek help when they knew they could not handle the situation they brought with them. One had to be parsimonious and ready to do as was directed, because when the gods decided on what sacrifice they wanted, no appeal was heard. The national election was in two weeks and Fynn Aggrey was contesting. This was his second time running and although six others had picked up nomination forms, it was a clear contest between Fynn and Nii A
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desires and motives

A few days ago on my cousin’s birthday, my uncle asked what she wanted God to bless her with, so he prays about it when he went to church. She said she wanted money and my uncle said ‘Ah, instead of asking for things like wisdom’. I asked him why she was supposed to ask for wisdom when what she really wanted was money.He said Solomon (unsurprisingly) asked for wisdom and God blessed him with all other things. I asked him if Solomon asked for what he really wanted or asked what he felt would be ‘right’ in the eyes of God. I have no doubt (ofcourse with the guidance of scripture), that God is more concerned with motives: why we do what we do than what we actually do. Many of us have what we are believing God for in this year. Before the year began I found myself thinking of my upcoming birthday. The age I would be attaining this year and inevitably started assessing life. I started praying about certain things I wanted God to grant me in this year. And stopped mid prayer; did I

Cardi and the Pastor's words

Imagine students offering different programs being placed in one exam center to write different papers, but arranged in such a way that one offering medicine is seated next to one offering law and before them another offering engineering with one behind one reading something theologically related. And the person writing law starts drawing on his paper because he sees another student drawing some diagrams even though he has no idea what the diagrams are about. Or a first year law student writing a jurisprudence paper and a first year student writing a one credit language proficiency test seated next to each other. Then the first year student gets offended because he is given an hour to write his test and the other is given three hours. Brother, you are all in the same hall but your papers are not the same. Unfortunately we tend to sometimes have this attitude in life. We have a business that is doing well because we are able to well manage the size of it; then suddenly someone tells

I want to be like you..,sure?

Just before he entered University of Ghana he was involved in an accident so had to move around with the aid of crutches. During that time, there was intermittent supply of water, meaning he needed to go fetch some for use. His cousin who had been helping him throughout his registration had left after he got his room and bed.  Now there he was, standing in front of the hall, with a bucket by his side, metals in his legs, P.O.P around them and holding his crutches; feeling extremely depressed wondering how he was supposed to function in school without any help; asking himself if he should have just stayed home. But right there, he saw another student walking towards the hall, a visually impaired student, tapping the ground with his cain as he made his way slowly into the hall. He said that was the last time he allowed himself to ever get depressed about whatever situation he found himself in, because as bad as he felt his present situation was, he had so many other things going on for

One More Thing

We are drawing to to the end of the year and inevitably you may find yourself thinking back on this year. On some good stuff that happened to you, and some not so good stuff that happened that when you remember you start to relive that terrible mood it put you in. Or even think about somethings that you swear never happened, because you have no intention of ever remembering it. Case closed. Maybe you hop on these social media streets and you watch on as people recount some of the ah-maa-zing things that happened to them this year and you sit down quietly not sure whether to hope one more time that something good could happen to you, or to just give up and accept that maybe some things are meant to happen, but just not happen to you. You start to give yourself a pep talk about how not everyone is supposed to have certain things. You even find some good examples of some good people who however did not ever get some positive stuff they so wished and prayed for. Well they still are okay

Beautiful Things..

I won't lie, I admire beautiful things.,and people. When I come across beautiful images of people, even randomly,for example on the internet, the first thing i do is show it to whoever I'm around and tell them how beautiful I think the person is( male or female). I remember sharing an image of a male model i saw online on my whatsapp status and jokingly asking my friends to help me thank the Lord for being a master creator. It is okay to admire beautiful images, to pray to have similar things in one's own life, but most times people want what they see without being willing to find out what process the person went through to have what they do. People are not often willing to pour in the hard work others did to have what they now do. A nice image of a married couple will not on its surface tell the story of the many tests that has rocked the marriage. It would not show the sacrifices the couple have had to make to get to the point they are at now. There is a church that

'It will end in praise.'

Earlier this week I heard a preacher on radio reading a certain verse and using it to exhort listeners around dawn.A little interesting because I hardly ever tune in to radio at that time these days and I really am grateful that I got to hear that word and I believe it would be useful to you guys. Josh 6: Now Jericho was securely shut up because of the children of Israel; none went out and none came in. wow. A whole city was shut up just because of a specific group of people. Now if it were shut out because ' it's our city, we don't want anyone coming in' then ok, I mean it's problematic and all but we will take it. But no, it was shut down because we don't want one group in particular coming in . And then God says: 'See! I have given Jericho into your hand, its King and the mighty men of valor'. Wait, The city is securely shut up and you are saying you have given it into my hands. Not You will give it but you have? So why I'm I outside the gate