Xenophobia is not compatible with the Gospel.


I watched a video today that unsettled me as a Christian. It’s difficult for me to let it go without responding. I will hold back on the details of the video because I don’t want to be an instrument for disseminating such divisive information or be a stumbling block to anyone who is not spiritually mature enough to hear it.

It’s very hard for me to accept as true, that there are people who apparently share the same faith with me and believe like I believe, but are blind to the fact that Christianity is not compatible with Xenophobia, Homophobia, and Islam phobia. All phobia means is fear.  This irrational fear of other people, either because they do not come from your race, country, ethnicity, religion or share your sexual orientation and now causes you to show intolerance against them, judge them or even hate them.

As Christians, if we habor fear in our hearts for these groups of people, how are we going to find the confidence to reach them with the gospel? The gospel is a message of love. God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of love and a sound mind. The bible says that perfect love casts out fear. This spirit of love is given to us who believe in Christ so we can go out into the world and fulfil the mandate to preach God’s sacrificial love to humankind. How can we carry this message of love to a dying world if we already have fear and hate in our hearts for the same people we’re supposed to minister to? That’s hypocrisy! We can’t be effective witnesses with all that baggage. God does not want to use vessels that can’t carry His love in their hearts. 1 Corinthians 13 describes such a person as an empty vessel…”If I could speak all languages of the earth and of angels, but didn’t love others, I would only be a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal”… a messenger, without a message!

I think that often Christians forget who Christ actually died for.  He died for the ungodly- “while we were yet sinners, Christ died for the ungodly” the bible says. He did not die for the “saints”. If we were already saints then he didn’t need to die. He died to make us into saints, to bring us into right standing with God, so now when we accept Him we then become the “righteousness of God in Christ”. He said He has come to save the world, not to revile or judge the world. The time for that is to come. This hour is the hour of grace and mercy for the lost. This is why the message of the gospel is “Go ye into the entire world and preach the gospel”… after which comes the judgement.  Those of us who have embraced the message of grace and compassion are to carry out the order of “Go ye” and not condemn and judge.

Christians today tend to forget from where grace picked us all from. God’s saving grace pulled us from the gutters of the earth, from the darkest places and brought us to God’s amazing light. Who are we to look down on sinners? Some of us are deficient in the compassion that has been shown us, and as such can’t, and don’t evangelize. We lack the burden for the lost. Our church pews are either empty or filled with overfed “saints” who can’t bring a sheep home to the sheep’s pen. We focus on what blessings we can get, pray for more and more blessings for me, my family, myself and I. The intention of the kingdom is lost to us; which is to deplete the realm of darkness. We sit in the kingdom as royals taking advantage of every benefit of the kingdom life for ourselves and fail to use God’s blessings to move God’s agenda forward.

We pray for our protection and safety and that of our families on this earth to what point? We pray for long life to what purpose? Think about this. Jesus already prayed to the Father for our safety from the evil one. He asked that God should shield His disciples from the evil one, and also those who believe in Him through their preaching. You and I fall into the second group. The only reason for Christ’s prayer is so we can carry on the work that He has begun which is saving souls. Our mission is to make disciples of all nations. That’s why we are left here. Or else, we should’ve been called home the same day we were saved. We were saved to save others.

Christians have become conceited and taken upon ourselves the liberty to judge the weak rather than save them. We want to protect ourselves where God has not called us to do so. Jesus already did that successfully. If we get with the programme, His prayer of protection over us will work for us. We would not have to battle for our own wellbeing by fearing others. Dislike of foreigners is not companionable with the message of love we’re called to proclaim. It’s at odds with the heart of our God. Jesus proved this to be true if we study how he treated those who were ostracised from society… the Samaritans, the lepers and everyone who was down trodden he brought close. He scoffed at the duplicity of religious leaders and custodians of the law.

Next time you meet someone who is not like you, seek to understand them, and get to know them. Don’t discard them because they are different, or are of other beliefs and values, or sexual orientation. Show them God’s unbiased love. Everyone is deserving of God’s love. That’s why Christ died. That was and still is His passion; love for the human race where there are no Jews or gentiles. Here lies the crux of the matter; John 3:16

“For god so loved the world and gave His only begotten son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life”





The Heart of Mathew 23

Kathy had called. I was in the shower so couldn’t take the call. I called her back.

“hello Kathy are you ready for the conference”?

“Not quite yet but I’ll be in a while. Do you want to pick me up…or?”

I’ll get you. Better be ready when I get there. It’s gonna be crowded and we need to get a good spot”

She laughed heartily. “Sure I’ll be waiting when you arrive”.

“Okay dear.” She can be a drag sometimes but she’s great company to have around especially on a day like this.

Word had gone around over the internet, Facebook, twitter and the news outlets, that a great Man of God was coming to town, the greatest evangelist that ever lived and was touring many cities in many countries of the world.

And indeed so many people and nations gathered here in the city of Houston, Texas to hear him preach. The Church has never been this excited, and so were many church leaders from the numerous Mega churches in the country and the world. They came in from Dallas, Louisiana, Atlanta, Washington DC, North Carolina and even from some African nations like Nigeria, and cities far and near to hear this wonderful evangelist. No one had ever seen or heard him preach face to face.

The leaders of the Pentecostal movement, Pastors of the well-known mega churches and dignitaries of Christian Broadcast Networks were ushered into seats in the front row as expected. They had flown in with their private jets, others had driven in their Lincolns, Cadillacs, Mercedes a Benz’s, Lamborghini and it was a spectacle to see them descend on our city. It was phenomenal. Nothing quite like it has ever been seen or heard before.

Countless regular, everyday people like my friend and I were in attendance; the disciples, you know the followers of Christ, the church goers, members of those mega churches and believers all around who could make their way here. This was promising to be a first of its kind extraordinary event…

renowned praise and worship leaders led the worship. It was out of this world. Heaven came down and glory filled the place…

Then the message came forth and all were in awe, mouths were agape, jaws dropped, for none had been quite as direct, they all recognized him.

And he spoke to the crowd….

‘The teachers of religious law and the Pharisees are the official interpreters of the law of Moses, …Kathy whispered into my ears “in today’s parlance that would be the word of God or the bible right?” “right” I replied.

‘ So, practice and obey whatever they tell you, but don’t follow their example’

“Really? What an indictment, and repudiation of the religious folks” Kathy spoke in my ears again.”Oh boy!, the first jab falls and some of those Juggernaut preachers must have flinched in their seats.”

and he went on;

‘For they don’t practice what they teach. They crush people with unbearable religious demands and never lift a finger to ease the burden’.

“Woo, woo, woo! more and more jabs keep falling and it feels like Mohammed Ali in the boxing ring landing those body blows and upper cuts weakening his opponents.” Kathy keeps talking. I don’t know how to stop her. It’s so distracting and funny at the same time.

The man of God continued;

‘Everything they do is for show….

Aha! I almost jumped out of my seat. It was a good jab. Ironically, those front seated religious big wigs kept getting up in standing ovation. Are they blind and tone-deaf? They must not hear him. He’s talking about them. Can’t they get it?

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I’m older and forgotten what it feels like

True love that is.

If it ever truly was love.

The last time it was smothered by insensitivity.

I forgot.

It’s been a long time ago.

My memory of it is from a forbidden place.

Was it wrong?  Too young to


Again I ask what love is?

They called this infatuation

I felt differently, to me it was love.

It felt good, giddy and happy

to have it around while it could stay

Heartbroken to let go,  but they said

It would  get better, it was infatuation.

Yes, it got better, but never to feel

that innocent way again.

looked all around

searched even in company of myself

searched even in a loving presence,

peeked into the heart of other’s  love

Can’t quite feel that innocent way again.

And they said it was infatuation?

Gosh!!! It felt so good!!!


Born To Rule

Baby boy Cambridge, now named Prince George Alexander Louis, was born July 22, 2013 lbs. 6 OZ. 4:24 P.M. I am actually holding in my hand a copy of a Special  Collector’s Issue of People Magazine. I plan to preserve this copy for the purpose for which it was published….a keepsake. I have better plans than those of anyone else. I want to preserve just in case some loony in the future decides to contest his birth and eligibility to the throne. Some of the claims may be that he was not born in Great Britain, or that he was swapped at birth, or the he was actually born here in the United States and therefore is now a citizen of the United States. Just in case he refuses to produce his birth certificate, just delaying to do so just because he feels it is preposterous to even suggest that his citizenship is in question.

So if at anytime in the very distant future, something remotely similar to scenarios I have hinted rears its ugly head in Great Britain, please feel free to wake me up from my grave and I shall gladly dust-up my Special Collector’s Issue of People Magazine and zealously come to the defense of the prince. Yes, I hold the evidence, even though the royals hold an enviable place as far as longevity goes.
In case you are wondering why I would even think of this…well, we have had our own example here in America, where Barack Obama, even though he too was born to rule (although his parents did not hold any crystal ball to figure it out), had his birth place disputed. They actually went on a search led by and funded by the renowned Donald Trump. We all know how all that ended. Well, I’m not about that right now, but to just let the Prince of Cambridge know that if his birth place and birth to the royal monarch of England is ever in question, I do hold a publicly disseminated  information of his birth…my “Special Collector’s Issue” of People Magazine, just like I hold a few special editions of newspapers and magazines documenting the rise of the first black president of the United States of America. Who knows, someone might just decide to rewrite history.

This is why we take these documented facts to the grave with us for posterity. So, again if there is ever any question regarding where or who this young prince was born to, I have the facts. Also, because it has happened before, if there is ever any reason to suggest that there was never a black President of the United States of America, just feel free to wake me up in my grave. I’ll even turn over the “Do not Disturb” sign. For these reasons alone  should anyone wake me up from my peaceful rest.

Forbidden Door.

In bliss I wander through foyers of grandeur,
Through rooms of opulence and beauty.
Whose beauty, fills me with unspeakable
a longing that clings,
with familiar nostalgia.

Drawn to you locked in mysteries
I reach for you,
but awaken in perplexity.

Abandoned to wander,
In curious awe I here return time and time
to awaken to this same maze,
dazed with desire,
To comprehend,
Why such inexplicable allure?

Where my heart dares to roam and linger,
And wonder,
Why are you so familiar?
Why do I repeatedly return?
Forbidden door,
what secrets lurk within
the confines of your walls?

Nature is Beauty.

Nature is Beauty.

You are loved by a God who created
All the beauty that you see…
Across the vast Plains in Texas,
The towering mountains of Kilimanjaro and Everest
And the Rolling Hills of San Pedro, California.

Behold Him;
In the openness of flowers;
blue bells and marigold, heralding us to Spring time.
And in the togetherness of lush, green, grass
carpeting the lawn,
To the freshness of blossoming cascades of creeping vines,
That adorn the picket fence.

Behold our God;
In the expanses of green-blue seas,
that touch an endless stretch of bright, blue sky
Or the moonlit night sky,
with its supporting cast of glowing stars.
In the hues of shades of colors of the human race and
The domain where the Lion is King.

You, behold the God of love,
In the beauty spots of the Leopard,
In the wonder that arranged the black stripes on the Zebra
Or was it the white stripes on the Zebra?
Do you know? Or do you care any which way?

Who gave the cardinal it’s marvelous shades of orange and red?
Behold your God,
my God in the splendor of the beauty that surrounds you!

Notes to Sammy.