Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Eyes on Heaven


What happens when young people set their sights on heaven? What happens when the object of their attention is no longer the person next to them, friends, responsibilities, career choices, relationships or even their own selves? What would happen if the generation that will lead this land in the years to come would look to God for guidance?


There is an awesome thing that happens when a young person allows himself to be led by a power greater than him or herself. In any case, we are always under some sort of authority. We are either in God or the devil’s camp. The human being cannot exist in a vacuum, she is either for or against God. This is a choice we all get to make. Those who decide to believe that God does exist are already on the way to a final decision. They must then deal with the issue of which God or god to believe in, from the many on offer. There is only one God as far as Christians are concerned, and He is the God of the Israelites. He is the God who sent Jesus to die on the cross on our behalf. The All Powerful, All Present, All Knowing God made Himself of low repute and put on our frail nature in order to set us back on track. This is the God we talk about at 3D Teens Unit (Teens' Church at the Nairobi Chapel Ongata Rongai). He is the God who speaks creation into being, yet allows Himself into the most mundane of our situations. 

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Songs for the Disobedient




The words of Ezekiel 33:32 have cut me deeply this morning. The Lord is concerned about people listening but not heeding the voice of wisdom. They love the sound of the instruments, the sweetness of the voice, and the melody of the lyric but are not willing to heed the command that is contained therein. 

As one who considers himself to be a musician, this is a wakeup call. I cannot pretend not to care about how people’s lives change once they have left the concert. Are they really touched by the music on the CD, or are they merely enjoying the melodious passage of time? Do the words have power or are they empty praises and vain worship?

Are my encounters with God similar to these music lovers? Do I also love the mountaintop experience and the transfiguration yet leave without a clear objective to obey the commandments received?