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.
If we must die If we must die, let it not be like cows in the slaughter, walking willingly into the bloodbaths, too meek to resist and too trusting to argue. Let us die like buffaloes in a lion chase or ants in a midday march. Let us die like termites in search of freedom in a hostile world. If we must die, let it not be like birds caught in storm or a deer by a hunter’s spear. Let it not be like foxes caught in traps or flies landing on fire. If we must die, let our death not be told to those with faint hearts and loud wails. Let it not be known by those women who know not to keep their mouth shut. Let it not be told to those frail and on the brink lest they tilt over. If we must die, let the news be hushed and kept silent. Let everyone be told that we refused to be vanquished, that the flame refused to be extinguished. Let them be told that it is not graves but a mound full of seeds and flowers. Lord, if we must die, let us waft out into your presence like sacred incense. Send a ch
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