...AND YOU SHALL KNOW THE TRUTH: VICTORY!

The Season shall not stop us; victory cometh from our Lord at all times.

If you are waiting for the rain to seize before planting,

you may wait forever.

If you need five talents to make a move,

you may as well lose the ‘tiny little one’ you despise.

Moses was appointed by God to go face a King

whose heart had been hardened in advance by God Himself.  (Exodus 4:21)

More than Superman, he was well equipped on an assignment (Purpose) to rescue God’s people.

Yet not even God would watch him walk into Pharaoh's castle and walk out “Hey, that was easy!”

Be as anointed as Jesus after the 40 day fast;

resistance will hit hard to ‘try’ to keep you from floating! 

Resistance reveals the ultimate love of God.

It is what will shut the doors of your friends and family to the help you so much need.

It is what will keep others from feeling the pain you go through.

Good news is,  it is what leaves you with no options but to trust. That is when God steps in;  that nobody (not even you) may attribute the glory of your success to himself.

We are comforted in His spoken word that by 10th round,

we may be ‘sweating’ but not in vain; rather in line receiving the winning trophy. ( Job 8:7)

Great is the One in whom we’ve put our trust. Pursue family…only pursuit in resistance rewards.

Power when we Pray!

PRAYER

Me: Should I bring a rain coat? sun still shining!

God: Bring? Put it on!

They call you names because you wear a rain coat in the hot sun.

What they know not is you have prayed for rain and rain cometh soon. 


There are things God cannot do. One of them is to go back on His spoken word for you.

Let them talk. But also let God be God; choose to believe in the hot sun and he'll never let you down.

Power when we pray! (Matt. 21:22).

NECESSARY BEAUTY

If the African continent alone has over 2000 different languages,
then I am confident every sound that ever came out of your mouth since your birth, has meaning;

Cough and it may be the surname of a Zimbabwean woman of Afrikaner origin.
Yawn and you may be calling the name of a 1937 Sino-Japanese War commander.

As funny as it may seem, the sound of your laughter alone may equate that of an undiscovered Amazonian tribe mourning the death of a draughtsman.

Nature is empty without diversity.
Humanity is oneness in difference and difference is a necessary beauty.
 

LET THERE...LET THERE....LET US...

Every compelling dream will be achieved 'with people' and will be 'about people'.

It is therefore no coincidence that God started with "Let there..." to bring into existence creatures that had 'limitations'.

And when it got to creating the one without limitations (Man), a team was required. So He said, "Let Us...." (Gen 1:26). If they were going to have no limitations, all hands on deck for the 'Image' and 'Dominion'.

Jesus appointed 12 people and with them took over the world.
Your dream is going to start with the majority (You and God), then others you may choose to call 'disciples', subordinates, 'colleagues' etc.

Value People for the sake of people and not their value. An educated financial analyst (Judas) may betray but a fisherman (Peter) may betray and change to stay forever!
Power when we Pray !!!

SKILL FULFILLS THE KILL

The lion was the strongest…physical strength was not needed,

The giraffe was tallest… height was unnecessary,

the whale was biggest…size was redundant,

Silvertip Grizzlies could smell you from 18 Miles, yet disqualified

... the cheater could ran like a 'thunder bolt', the Chameleon beautifully ‘colour flipped’, but the demands were different.

It was a 'mouth job'...a job for the most cunning. One who's communication skills would measure up to that of all others creatures combined; absolutely no room for failure...not this one!

...and guess who qualified. The snake! (Gen 3:1)

When skill is placed where it is most needed, there's an explosion either for the good or the bad!

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, MOM!

God bless you single mothers for your strength and commitment to your roles as 'fathers and mothers'.

To you who have never experienced a father's voice.
Those whose fathers left home and never came back; those who witnessed mummy cry every night; those who have had to face his disappointments and to go the journey alone; to you I appreciate your strength today.

You are the reason why we are children to the Almighty Father not by 'natural birth'.

You are the reason why a carpenter qualified to father Jesus Christ; that you may understand that your greatest father may be found out of 'blood'.

Another voice plays the father role (possibly the voice of a woman) in your life because 'Biology' has limitations.  If Biology would be important in the 'Father Process', God would be married! 

Just embrace the father given you- he's sure not the obvious (and that is why Herod did not qualify to father Christ). He's the one you need to 'observe' to see. He's a mentor, he's a friend, he's an enemy (after all we overcome evil with good), he's a neighbour, he's in church, he's there on the streets!

After all a father is neither an anchor to hold us back, nor a sail to take us there, but a guiding light whose love shows us the way and God only does this the best!

WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY RIGHT? (THE DOCTOR)

 In the first week of April, I had met the only Medical Science student among 'the Einsteins' in my younger brother Daniel's room in KNUST. As usual, unperturbed by the bitter-sweet decision of UTAG, this 'doctor-under-construction' was glued to his chair with eyes violently scanning to grasp the conceptual 'medulla oblongata' demands of his course.

I could not stop me thinking him another product of Unity Hall, who despite the chanting and 'wild' behavior of Konti boys would grow to still adopt the solitary and modest living doctors are known for.

I interrupted with a warm smile and remarked, "From the way you are seriously studying, if you are offered Strike and Sacrifice on the same plate, please don't hesitate to still choose the latter", he burst out laughing.

It is 2:15pm today, 15th April (a day to my birthday) and your guess is right...I'm on the road; in a bus from

Cape Coast to Kasoa. I had taken out my diary to scribble a few thoughts for your read when I woke up at the shouts of two ladies seated right before me. I had been dozing off...

And Guess what; right around Moree Junction, a man seated next to the two ladies, who like me, was presumed to be sleeping, was actually passing out to the other side of life. Yes, quietly dying!

What followed was two gentlemen shaking him vigorously to keep active the last pint of life left in him, whilst

the ladies emptied a bottle of cold water on him.

The driver had 'pumped his breaks' for another passenger to quickly dash out of our 'Kuffuor Bus' in search of

a cab.My desire for sleep had quickly dissipated and my gaze was locked on the scene (wondering what i could possibly do to help).

Within 5 minutes, the sick man had been put in a taxi headed to the closest hospital.

My thoughts were taken aback to how justifiable the actions of doctors (i mean 'D'octors) were when they sacrificed today's life for tomorrow's bread. Would this man meet one? What would be their reaction?

It took God 6 days to create everything with man on the 6th day. I am not surprised it takes them 6 years to be fully equipped to handle God's most important creation, the human body. And when God chose the 7th day to rest, they have also chosen the 7th day of their grace period (hope you've been following news?) to watch the average Ghanaian suffer for the inactions of pizza-eating, plane-travelling, suit-wearing lawmakers who do not even use the services of public hospitals.

Two questions:
What if this dying man was the father of a doctor? or
What if he was a peasant farmer awaiting harvest money for his children's school fees and to renew an expired NHIS card in a village where there is only one doctor?

3:15pm (at Budumburam) and I can't wait to get these words here for your thoughts.

"What's wrong with my right to insist on what's left of my right?", a doctor may ask.
If you were in my bus today...No matter how you respond to this, I just pray you don't get any reason to visit the hospital; not even for an excursion!

Pray so for others too! The ear piece of the stethoscope has been locked in our ears to listen to the heartbeat of Mother Ghana; surely Ghana will survive.