Christianity today has to some extent lost its
meaning today. We are living in a generation where religion is a source of
employment rather than the train to carry people to better lives in heaven. We
have become arm-chair Christians who just sit there and wait for God to come
down and save us from the woes we face. We won’t condemn corruption and
exploitation of the poor because it is what is feeding us. We depend on the
little that poor man can give to buy the latest Range Rover and buy tickets or
private planes to travel all over the world. We don’t know what bad is anymore
because we look for flimsy excuses to substantiate the wrong we do. We go to
church every Sunday or Saturday and ask God to have his way in us, but do we
let him? We are supposed to be the custodians of truth but we choose to stick
to the lies as long as it pays our bills and allow us to see tomorrow. The
world has becomes the devil’s playground because those left to put a check on
him are busy napping and campaigning for him. When Christ died, he left behind
heroes whom he believed would help in making the world a better place by
converting the unbelievers into believers. But which people will we bring to
salvation yet we have already lost its original concept? Some of us have been
reduced into religious paupers who sit in their rocking chairs, bible in hand
and pray for corruption and all social evils to come to an end, and yet they
call themselves warriors of the Lord. I am not trying to discredit prayers, but
faith without action is dead. A hero does not sit there and wait for God to
save them. They wake up, save themselves and those they care about. We have to
review our beliefs as Christians and see where we went wrong and start all over
again. It is better to sacrifice now and spare ourselves the wrath, than to
keep believing in a path we don’t know and end up in death and destruction. It
is time to revisit the bible and what it says and make our paths straight, find
favour in His eyes once again. Let us admit that we are wrong and ask him to
make us right again. It has always been us talking to him, let us now let him
talk to us.
I dreamed a dream I dreamed a dream, some night when I was asleep, of castles of gold and towers of bronze. I saw trees that never lost their fruit and hills whose ice never yielded to the heat. I dreamed of a sun that never went down and playtime that never came to an end, stories that did not stop flowing. When I woke up, I found myself in my tower of desolation, with crumbling walls and a disintegrated future. Outside the window I saw trees rendered barren by the overnight storm and hills stripped bare by the merciless sun. When I was young I dreamed a dream that I would never die, but that was before my nightmares grew teeth and started biting. I knew of the tree of love that grew at the centre of the universe but that was before my heart was shattered and blown away a million times. When I was young, I wished to live forever but now, caskets conjure my demons and funeral wails raise my hair. I had a dream, oh I had one, but when I started growing up, and begun seeing the differe...
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