Some time back there was this funny meme going round saying; Imagine you suffered on earth only to get to heaven for God to tell you “My son, I have no issues with blood money sakawa or fraud. I wont have held it against you kraa.” There was a picture of the guy holding his head in ‘Awwurade madi nkwasiasem!!’ style.
Of course it’s joking stuffs but I feel the imaginary cringe and pain that comes with realising you’ve denied yourself pleasures you could have enjoyed without consequences. Like when Solo said he’d seen slaves on horsebacks whilst Princes walked like slaves. Imagine that abomination! You were begging for a spoonful of the jollof meanwhile it’s yours o, but you don’t know so you’re surprised by your brother’s ‘kindness’ when he agrees to ‘share’ it with you. Chaiiii!
This 2018, my greatest prayer for you is to know yourself, who you are, what’s yours and whose you are. Not in terms of whether you’re from Ghana, Haiti or any of the other countries that made it to the infamous sh*thole list, but rather, what does your heavenly citizenship mean? Where do fear and anxiety come in vis a vis your identity as a citizen of a holy nation, royal priesthood and a peculiar people. Imagine you had an I.D card or LinkedIn profile that read for title; Member -chosen peculiar people, royal priest hood and citizen of a holy nation.’ What access and connection does that give you?
Imagine an actual diplomatic passport proving you are a citizen of the Holy Nation. Where would you need a Visa to? See I’m just trying to provoke you to imagine life with a correct sense of your identity.
My favourite and self-assigned official verse for 2018 says “If you believe Jesus is the Messiah, you are a child of God….Every child of is able to defeat the world. Our victory over the world is by means of our faith. Who can defeat the world? Only the one who believes that Jesus is the son of God.” Read More Identity Check; Where’re You From?