I choose to be a sacred sanctuary. It does not matter whether I am a cottage in a slum, or a castle with a luxury lawn. Whatever I am, I will welcome divinity into myself with arms open wide. I want heaven’s glow to be evident, as a signal glimpse of the bliss within me.
If my roof is thatched, let it be the shadow of the Almighty. If my tank is half full, let its content be the water of life. If all I have left is five loaves of bread, let it be blessed by Jireh. I want to hungry, thirsty and desperate for more of God’s love, light and life.
I want to shine with shalom when my heart quakes with cares or when the rod of life breaks my passion that I silently crash into a million broken pieces. A million messy pieces, a million scars proclaiming God’s mercies every morning.
I want to lie down in green pastures, and make God’s promises the pillows on which I lay my hurting head. When my thoughts are nothing but a colourful crown of thorns that fuels grief and starves my faith, I will hold them with hope, and nurture them with truth, until they evolve into a wreath – a diadem of grace around my head.
I will not plunge into the pool of self-pity, panic and pressure. With joy, I will draw water from the well of hope and salvation. Whether the day is dark or the twilight stars sleep in despair. God is in this temple, heaven is here. there is light in tunnels and dark alleys, there is joy in the valley of shadows.
I am a portrait of possibilities, I am here to happen, and made to manifest. I am salt, I am lustrous light, I am God’s sanctuary. I am enough.
If love is the only thing we have on earth, no soul will starve to death.
When I was 11 years old, I could remember a particular night that I and my siblings were sure of going to bed hungry. I was so starved and broken that I began to cry by the roadside, one of my mother’s friends saw me sobbing profusely and asked me what the problem was.
I narrated our ordeal to her. She went to meet my mom who felt so embarrassed to admit that she was a broke and broken single mother who couldn’t provide dinner for her children.
That night, I and my siblings went to bed well-fed, all thanks to my mom’s friend – she didn’t just give us dinner, there was something about her action that night that made me know that love is all we need to heal the world.
Covid has brought other kinds of pandemic in its wake (unemployment, hunger, mental health issues) and so we need another kind of vaccine. Around the world, more than enough food is produced to feed the global population – yet over 690 million people still go to bed hungry. What could have been the problem? I am sure it’s not about food distribution but greed and corruption.
Hunger is not just the discomfort associated with a lack of food but the distress associated with a lack of love. In our world, we have two tribes of malnourished folks, those suffering from undernutrition and those suffering from overnutrition.
Hunger seems to be the gulf between the greedy and the needy. Food security on the other hand is not just about the availability of food but the affordability and accessibility of food to the global population.
A healthy, hopeful and happy life begins when a person has adequate availability and constant access to nutritious and good food. Our world will be a better place when we don’t have to worry about where the next meal will come from.
We know that a peaceful world cannot long exist, one-third rich and two-thirds hungry -Jimmy Carter
It is often said that a hungry man is an angry man – no doubt, emotional stability is connected to nutritional stability. This reminds me of the Ubuntu story from Africa.
An Anthropologist proposed a fun game to some African children. He placed a basket of sweets near a tree and made the children stand 100 meters away. Then said that whoever reaches first would get all the sweets in the basket.
After he screamed ‘ready, steady, go!’ The children’s action mesmerised him. They all held each other’s hands, ran together towards the tree, shared the sweets equally among themselves, ate the sweets and smiled.
When the Anthropologist asked them why they did so, They answered. “Ubuntu.” Which simply means, “How can one be happy when the others are sad?” Ubuntu in their language means “I am because we are”. This is a timely and timeless message for all nations and generations, all tongues and tribes and all people in all places – Let’s spread love, hope and joy everywhere.
I ask my friend, how can one be full when others are hungry? Collective prosperity is the only way to achieve world peace. Let’s make kindness common in every way we can. Touch a life today, make someone happy. Heal the world by injecting more love and light into the souls around you.
Let’s have a “Ubuntu” life.
We are apostles of affection from a healing bloodline We don’t give to receive We give to reveal the nature and the culture of our kingdom. A kingdom of love and light with blessings unending. We are custodians of kindness and wellsprings of sweetness. Love is not what we feel or what we do, love is who we are, It’s locked in our blood and bones. We are bred from a loving lineage, genetically wired to be generous and configured to be courteous. We live to give and forgive, we spread love and speak life to everyone and everything around us.
Do you believe that we can end hunger in the world? What can be done? Please share your thoughts in the comment section. Thank you for reading.
Have you ever felt depressed after viewing videos and different photos on social media? Have you ever wondered why every other person seems to be doing better than you because of the things they post online? Do you see yourself as the last and the least among your peers based on your current struggles and status?
You are not alone, many of us are on this table.
However, the truth is, some of us have failed to realise that success is not always about growing faster and bigger, it is sometimes about growing deeper and stronger. Most deeply-rooted plants do not bear fruits rapidly, but they grow stronger, last longer and eventually produce more fruits than shallow-rooted plants.
Don’t feel worthless because you are not producing the kind of results others are producing. Not every form of growth is noticeable. Celebrate your small wins. Your little effort may not attract great ovation and accolades. Take solace in the fact that God’s approval is more important than men’s applause.
Don’t be jealous of the greener grass on the other side, focus on your field, water your ground with pride and engage grace for sustainable growth. Don’t get depressed by the growth and greatness of others, celebrate them and build up faith for your rising.
Rising first or rising fast cannot be compared to rising fully and remaining fruitful. Don’t rush the process, don’t ignore the principles. Success happens in stages and cycles.
Keep developing and deploying your gifts, don’t be pressured by the progress of others. Comparing yourself to others based on their result is an insult to the investment of God in your life. We are all wired to win. Celebrate those who are winning.
Identify your grace, find your pace, occupy your space and run your race. You are not created to be better than anyone, God created you to be the best version of yourself.
No one is doing better than you. You are designed to be different. You are destined to make a difference. Your difference is your shade of excellence. Everyone has enough space and grace to win.
The fact that your growth is not striking does not mean you are stagnant. The fact that your belly is not protruding doesn’t mean you aren’t pregnant. Success has different expressions and dimensions. You are pregnant with grace and greatness.
You are not lost or left behind. Focus on what God is doing within you, and not on the things happening around you.
Don’t settle too soon, keep grinding. Don’t settle too small, keep growing.
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If you are asked to write the summary of your experiences do far in year 2020, what will you write? Hmm, I do not mean to put you on the spot, but you, my friend needs to relax and reflect. With just a few weeks for the year to end, I think it’s a good time to have deep reflections on our expectations and experiences so far.
My poetic summary of 2020
A year that charged me to have authentic audacity. A journey that challenged me to maximise grace and creativity. A season that charmed me to see the advantage of adversity. An adventure that changed me to express a deep sense of humanity.
However, no matter how strange or stormy the journey of 2020 has been, it holds a lot of promise for those who know how to maximise the moment with focus and faith. I strongly believe that it’s a better time.
It’s a better time to smile, let love and light tag along It’s a better time to sing, let the world hear your song. It’s a better time to soar, the top is where you belong. It’s a better time to sail, let the wind make you strong.