Friday, 3 April 2015

SUNSET

When the sun sets people return to their places of abode weary and tired, hungry and thirsty after toiling all day long.When the sun sets the birds stop singing the toads start  croaking the butterflies cease flying, it’s time for the moth to fly. 

 

The hot tiring wind is replaced with the cool refreshing breeze of the night. Then its time to reflect on the days success and failures before finally laying the head to rest.

 

At sunset little children are excited it’s time to listen to new tales, it’s time to play under the moonlight and catch the little moth that flies round the fire.

 

The African woman, the pride of the African home, she sits by the fire with her children round her gently she tells them tales which she was told at childhood

 

Gently she teaches her children to be wise always to be good because good always overcome evil

Sunrise, sunset who knows what the next sunrise will bring, maybe I’ll never see the next sunrise.

 

As the sun rises and sets, Father! Let my heart always be prepared so that when the sun finally sets on me, I will come home to take my rest in Your right arm where there will neither be sunrise nor sunset.

Thursday, 2 April 2015

LIFE IS A STAGE

Life is a stage and we are all actors and actresses with different parts to play.

The script has been written with time appointed to every scene and every part well defined by the Master Writer. As soon as you conclude your own part you will take a bow and exit the stage
Death is not a tragedy, rather it is victory for those who followed the script and played their own part before leaving the stage because after this life of illusion is reality.

But death is a tragedy for those who failed to play their own part before leaving the stage because the Master awaits such with a frown and a very long whip.

Father! My earnest prayer is that You help me that I will always be where I ought to be doing what I should be doing it so that when the time comes for me to take my exit I will gallantly take a bow and leave the stage with a smile on my face knowing well that my Father awaits me with a “welcome Faithful servant, enter into the bosom of your Master”