A Plight in the Light
The news yesterday, just before our church service, has saddened me. It was disheartening. Not only me, all those who were aware of it. The brutality of the killing in our native home shocked us. The hands of those who were walking in the light and who were not are dissimilar. It is my plight
Hear our plight
Our community thrived, geographically and demographically, in the bordering countries, changing our plight from time to time. The impact of colonialism and imperialism is still prevalent today. A small community of the same tribe and tradition was dispersed into countries and different states within the country. It has its benfits and a affliction for a
A Young Father
Rather than trying it to soften, I cannot diverge it from stating what’s been going on in my home state. Most of our writings, not a research topic does stem from deep inside our hearts. On this Father’s Day, it saddened me to state and emphasize my home state torn and gutted by ethnic violence.
Worshipping Heart
The background music prompts me to sing out loud from my heart. So, I started worshipping on my own. There was no real music. I was alone. It was a tune in my heart. And, as I sing more often, it sounded like a song. I put out those few lines into my notes. Then,
The church on fire
How I wish the churches were on fire spiritually! Yet today I would like to highlight some of the churches torched, set on fire, and burnt down in an attempt to ethnic cleansing in my home state. The sad news and sporadic violence spread like wildfire in my home state. The first week of this
Lay it bare your heart
Lay it bare your heart It has caused you harm, Yet it’s not an easy matter You hid your emotions long Longer than you can’t forget And I have to appear happy On the dining table as before Your duties you can’t leave Just live along at your best. Lay it bare your heart None
