Friday I wrote that I get to be an academic. Well I have been one for 3 and a half years. But I was more of a "pseudo-academic" since it was not my main focus. I enjoyed it so much that I decided that IT must be my calling - to guide the learning of others, to influence the thoughts of others. Was a disastrous weekend of sorts. But being weekend and the time we start to think of our Creator - Friday for some, for others Saturday and Sundays, I was reminded of a question I was once asked and the following answer was appropriate and I wish to share it with you:
GOD IS IN THE SLUMS, IN THE CARDBOARD BOXES WHERE THE POOR PLAY HOUSE. GOD IS IN THE SILENCE OF A MOTHER WHO HAS INFECTED HER CHILD WITH A VIRUS THAT WILL END BOTH THEIR LIVES. GOD IS IN THE CRIES HEARD UNDER THE RUBBLE OF WAR. GOD IS IN THE DEBRIS OF WASTED OPPORTUNITY AND LIVES, AND GOD IS WITH US IF WE ARE WITH THEM. “IF YOU REMOVE THE YOKE FROM YOUR MIDST, THE POINTING OF THE FINGER AND SPEAKING WICKEDNESS, AND IF YOU GIVE YOURSELF TO THE HUNGRY AND SATISFY THE DESIRE OF THE AFFLICTED, THEN YOUR LIGHT WILL RISE IN DARKNESS, AND YOUR GLOOM WILL BECOME LIKE MIDDAY AND THE LORD WILL CONTINUALLY GUIDE YOU AND SATISFY YOUR DESIRE IN SCORCHED PLACES” (ISAIAH 58: 9-11)
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