There is a rampant and exceedingly high deficit of patience on the hill where I live. This deficit seems to be easily exploited by an ever clever class of marketing specialists and I wonder if they are hiring our pshychologists to work on their behalf to exploit this deficit and profit from it through feeding our discontent and creating consent.
Perhaps we need to understand something about the sanctity of each of our lives and each of our stories! Your life is both a message to be illustrated and a ministry to be manifested – Your journey is but a microcosm of the macro story powered by the Almighty – I’ve been musing about the story of David and King Saul found in 1 Samuel chapter 24 again –
I need God’s grace; I crave His perspective of things below the heavens, and tremble when his presence becomes manifest.
I wonder how to live close enough to what is important and how to attend to what is most important to the Lord our Father, without feeding anything that is not most conductive to elevated health and helpfulness at the highest level.
Christmas is here again, and with it, the memories and imagination of family, joy, sadness, grief, melancholy, Hope, etc. For many, perhaps the stress of consumerism and the idols our culture has immortalized might be too much to endure and one might be tempted to escape into the dark places; depression, resentment, confusion and isolation!
Every day, more than 24,000 children under the age of five die from preventable causes. What they need are things we take for granted: clean water, sanitation, medicine, food. What they deserve is to simply be a child, to be nurtured, not tortured, to be cradled, not crushed.
Child, in 18 years you will understand that for twenty-seven cents a meal, I and all my friends have been investing in your life and that of many more! I am determined that this year, 100,000 children can receive the greatest gift anyone can give: a life with a future and a hope.
Overwhelmed by her domestic chores and responsibilities which has become too much for her to endure, a young lady, Joliatta who is only 22 yeas of age decided to forcefully share her marital duty to her younger sister, Amina, 10 years old with her husband. Amina was living with her sister Joliatta in the town as there was no school in her father’s village