I loved one who had a clue
Because I hung around her like a glue
Then one day she suddenly flew
To a place that I had no clue.
K.Oni
Friday, 5 July 2013
Tuesday, 2 July 2013
Women of the Bible: Abigail
1Sa 25:18 Then Abigail made haste and took two hundred loaves and two skins of wine and five sheep already prepared and five seahs of parched grain and a hundred clusters of raisins and two hundred cakes of figs, and laid them on donkeys.
Abigail
is introduced to us to contrast her with the bankrupt
character
of her husband. She was very beautiful and discerning. This is also
to say that she was a woman of great principle, and
God-fearing as we would later discover in her plea to David to
forsake his anger towards
her household.
Abigail is the archetype that we are presented with in the book of
proverbs on the happy wife. She is the excellent wife. The frame more
precious than jewel and one who rises while it is yet night to
provide food for her household. In Abigail's case, she provides
delivery from death. What a godly woman, what a rarity, kind and
sublime in every way, and as we shall later see, also full of humility
as that to which we are all exalted to follow.
Proverbs
14:1 communicates that the wisest of women builds her house, but
folly with her own hands tears it down. This almost became true with
Abigail due to Nabal's foolishness, but Abigail's quick decisiveness
remedied the situation. Her husband's own hands almost destroyed
every living thing in their household by arousing David's anger when
foolishly Nabal returned evil for good. He
belittled David and railed at his messengers when they had only done
good towards him. Thus,
David
strapped on his sword like every zealous man overtaken with anger and
sought to utterly wipe out Nabal and all his household from
the face of the earth.
Abigail
caught wind of this coming disaster by being informed by one of the
young men in their household. This young man told Abigail because he
knew what we already knew,
namely that Abigail was a wise and discerning wife. If anyone can
salvage the situation, the young man must have thought then it must
be Abigail. Circumstances always tug
out the best and worst in a soul, or we can say that situations which
happens upon us often serves to display what lies deep in our heart.
And what lay deep in Abigail's soul was prudence, yes, wisdom which
must have been cultivated during her years of marriage despite being
married to a fool. Wealth
had not injured her wisdom. She
did not condescend to her husband's ways but maintain that vital
principle of discipline in the areas of discernment and wisdom.
She
at last constructed
a plan of deliverance
and the manner in which she executes it ought to cause us to arise
and praise the God in whom all her faith depended. Notice
that the text says that she took haste. This was no hour to linger
and engage in womanly trifles or sit inactive waiting for man to
deliver. Nay, she was a woman of substance and took the action of
salvation into her own evely
hands. She prepared an offering to appease David and the portion she
commanded was that of great liberality. All
these things she kept from her foolish husband.
O this
is another trait to be adored, let every woman who loves the Lord be
generous in their given. Let
them keep away wise decisions from foolish men for they will be
scorned at last if revealed. Speak to them in parables if needs be like
our Lord Jesus did
to the stiffened of his generation that had no ears to ear.
After
commanding her young men to go, she assured them that, after, she
would come also and meet with David. And in meeting with David there
is much caveat
the women from this generation can peruse. She saw David and
immediately fell at his feet and said words which were utterly
destitute of any selfishness. Even though the guilt is entirely to be
put upon the hard neck of her husband, yet she took it on herself and
entreated David to grant her a listening ear. She rightly confesses
that her husband was a fool. This
is not to cast a mean eye upon her husband as
to forsake that instruction for wives to respect their husbands, but
it
is
to speak the plain truth, namely that her husband is a fool and that
folly is with him. Perhaps some might say that she went too far in saying
that her husband was a worthless fellow but I shall let you judge in
the bosom of your own hearts.
Christ often spoke the truth about the conditions of people's heart,
he
called the Pharisees a hypocrite, he denounced his generation as
unable to discern the times, and was not afraid to label the evil man
as being evil. Likewise we must not be afraid to speak clearly of the
lazy man or of our times which has clearly exchanged the truth of God
for the lie. And although many of us are worthless, especially
me, when
it comes to things pertaining to eternal life or holiness, yet we
must not beat ourselves but exalt in the towering fact that Christ
has made us worthy.
Were
you a sinner, are you a Nabal, then there is heavenly grace for you.
Returning
this
pen back
to
Abigail, we
must say that words
alone cannot praise adequately her noble deeds and high character of heart. For
David was entirely impressed with her plea and understood that she
was an instrument used by the Lord to keep him from such a guilty act
of murder. Abigail had affirmed that God will make a sure house for
David. What a remarkable faith, namely that she was entirely sure
that the promises of God made to David will come to pass. What a
sweetened bright candle that flourishes in the darkness. What
a woman found in Israel. What an Abigail and I pray that many women
in our churches today may follow after her likeness.
A
good woman knows that to plea with a godly man, one must include God
in the conversation and remind him of the ways of God and that the
man
should
act accordingly. Such a talk will persuade
the godly man if he is in error
to forsake his ways
and so
it
was with David. David
was clearly blinded in his rage and Abigail had been God's voice, yea
God's beautiful hand and feet, or we can say here, mouth, to stop
David in his blood thirsty tracks. Abigail
ended her plea by asking David that he should remember her when God
has dealt well with him. And David did. For
when Nabal was instructed of this discourse had between David and
Abigail, he was as the scriptures say, 'became as a stone and his
heart died within him.' This I believe came about due to the
awakening of his conscience to his wrong and more so, to the terror
that would have collapsed upon him. And about ten days later he died
because God struck him. Omnipotent hands finally rose to grant him
his judgement. O how this is deserving of us all were it not for
grace. O Lord, I do pray, lift your hands of mercy against the Nabal's
of this world, rise not yet in judgement until they come unto
repentance. But I say, that you are God of heaven and you do that
which pleases your soul.
Abigail
had secured peace for her
household and
through
her wisdom and discernment she had spared
the lives of many. She providentially had been the instrument to
prevent the anointed of the Lord in
committing
a wicked act. God
used her to stop the feet of David. And through this encounter with
God's anointed
she became his wife after David learnt of the demise of Nabal. He
remembered her
when God has dealt well with him.
And
when she is approached to be the wife of the future King of Israel by
David's servants, her mannerisms are to be exalted. She bowed with
all humility and submission and uttered that she is merely a
'handmaid to wash the feet of the servants of my lord'. This was no
easy utterance; for a woman of her status would have been
accustomed to being looked after for she was the wife of a rich man,
even though he was a fool. She did after all possessed five young
women who were hers to be directed as she pleased. And to now wash
the feet of the servants of David would have been a mean thing, but
she cared not for position or status but was altogether ready to do
the lowliest job.
O
Abigail, what a woman to be celebrated. Would you be so humble ladies as to put yourself forward to wash the feet of your husband's friends or of your father's friends? Would you have such hearts to descend so low, leaving your heaven for earth?
Many woman today I say may benefit
by taking on Abigail's characteristics by being discerning and full of
humility. And although external beauty is a gift given by God that
makes one appear aesthetically beautiful before all eyes, yet it was
not external beauty that saved the day, no. It was those inward
qualities, those fruits from heaven which can be the possession of
all women if they would let the Spirit be their teacher and guidance.
K.Oni
Saturday, 29 June 2013
Power, corruption and lies
The allegations that police were deployed secretly in an attempt to smear the victims of such a serious crime have been described by the Lawrence’s lawyer, Michael Mansfield QC, as "institutionalised deceit".
Secondly, scandal has also hit the Care Quality Commission (CQC), the body responsible for inspecting hospitals and care homes. They were accused of covering up a report, which exposed their failure to properly investigate the deaths of 16 babies and two mothers due to neglect in a hospital in Cumbria. The author of the report was told to destroy his findings to protect CQC’s reputation. It has led to CQC’s chairman, David Prior, saying that the commission was "not fit for purpose".
Like the BBC's Jimmy Savile scandal, these are further examples of the damage caused when cultures of corruption and cover-up become embedded within institutions established for the public good.
So what does a Christian response look like?
Firstly, these scandals are a powerful illustration of one of the least popular of all theological topics: sin. Sin is perceived by many as a very judgmental concept because it is so often used only in relation to personal moral, often sexual, issues.
But in these cases we see the impact of sin, which is beyond just the realm of the individual. Of course, the decision to smear the victim of a crime or the suppression of a critical report is wrong, but in these examples the wrongdoing has been compounded, maintained and concealed through an institution. Sin is manifested in corporate failure.
The Archbishop of Canterbury Justin Welby wrote a booklet called Can Companies Sin?(Grove 1992) reflecting on his experiences working in the oil industry. The answer he finds to his own question is a resounding ‘yes’. Despite their complexity, companies and institutions have moral responsibilities just as individuals do. Despite our fondness for a scapegoat who can be sacked to carry the can, few corporate scandals are any one person’s fault. Often it comes down to the "negligence, weakness and deliberate fault" of many.
This is the sin-sickness of the world, the key underlying cause of all injustice. Rather than being used as a way of pointing the finger of judgment at others, a full and radical understanding of sin is the best way of understanding why the world is in the mess it is.
Through the presence of Judas in Jesus’s community, the multiple failures of Peter and the disputes of Paul with his colleagues, the Bible is reassuringly clear about the presence of sin in the Church. Church history ever since has been a rich story of both the divine and the dusty. This can give us an earthy realism about the self-serving tendency inherent within all institutions.
This realism helps us avoid twin dangers of cynicism and naivety. We should reject the easy commentary of the cynics who simply deride all public bodies as hopelessly corrupt. They are wrong – strong public institutions are fundamental to any country and many good people are faithfully working within them. But we should also reject the naivety that leaps to defend public institutions at all costs. We should be wary of shifting the blame onto one or two ‘bad apples’ while ignoring the corporate nature of problems.
And there is a role for all of us. Whether at work, in our communities or our churches, we can commit to speak the truth about issues that need exposing and addressing. When we do this, we become those who bring light to shine in the darkness of a sin-sick world. We should not be superior but humble, for we are not free of sin, but simply follow the one who is. The one who said: "You shall know the truth and the truth will set you free."
Jon Kuhrt is executive director of social work at the West London Mission and blogs atwww.resistanceandrenewal.net
Monday, 24 June 2013
Miscellanies 81: Come have communion with Christ again
Many
miserable Christians are birthed from a lack of a secret communion
with Christ. They have forsaken the intimacy of prayer, the
transforming power of the word, the ministry of the Darling Holy
ghost to their souls; these they have altogether neglected. They
rise each day with a hardened heart, not knowing the fullness of
their salvation nor the great absolute enjoyment that is found in
Christ, and thus, they descend upon the world with much hypocrisy and
guilt. Only if they had sat at the breakfast table with Christ and
fed their souls with how much the Father loves them, how much Christ
think and cares about them, and how the Holy Spirit wishes to impart in
them all those virtues, yea, those sweet delights that brightens the
face like a contented happy child. They would walk upon the world
with a foreign love which would make the sons of this world blush and
say, ‘see how the sun shines in the face of these Christians. They
have the same cares and sorrows, but they live their days as if all
of their treasures are stored elsewhere. They love and love.’
Come
my dear Christian and have communion with Christ again. If Moses
after fellow-shipping with the Lord had to cover his face, how much
more on this side of the cross will you come away happy and beaming
with love?
K.Oni
Friday, 21 June 2013
Nobody ever said I had pretty eyes
I Don't really want to wake up today,
I want to close my eyes to be far from the
pain,
Today is full of rain.
I want to smile but my soul can't see the
need.
You'll never hear me scream, but I
bleed like a sacrificial lamb.
A prisoner of my own history, with no
friends
They don't really care, but they'll say
my analysis is not fair.
Back-packing through life with the shadow of
my own death,
I really want to care, but nobody
understands, So
I keep running, but I end up in myself.
Don't think I'm cold if I don't say
hello,
In times like these I just want to be free, to
see
To believe, to release, to
think that there's happiness for me,
Because you see, as a youth, let me tell you a truth
I
cried alone, almost swallowed a stone so I would choke,
Then
my life would be broke.
I
learnt life ain't nothing but tears
Full
of fears as I watched my best friend taking away by meth.
Nobody stops to notice the man on the street
Or
the rich middle class girl on speed,
In-case
you realize that she's a fake.
Death
is all we are owed
Life
is empty in a eyes that is full of sadness.
And
when they bury me, bury me fast
Send
me away with one of my beats, play it once so the crowd can hear
My
attitude to living, for being, now I'm glad I'm leaving.
Forgive
me Mama for drama, I never worked hard like my papa,
But it
was always on my mind, that I was no good, of no earthly use.
Feeling
ugly and alone, so my feelings went stone cold.
I used
to be bold, now I won't even hold a conversation about being old,
Because souls like mine are always ready to dine with death,
Nobody
ever said I had pretty eyes, so I made them sad.
And
she believes that no one can love a girl with scars
So
I took her to meet the man with eternal scars.
He
can understand, even though you are struggling to feel alive, let
me lend you a hand.
This
is true love, calling me at 4 am because she knows I'll be awake,
Staring out at the sky, wanting to fly to be free from this hard ground.
Life is empty in a eyes that is full of sadness.
By K.Oni
Tuesday, 18 June 2013
I have a love
I have a love that life could never
ever tire
It is anchored in heaven with a
wire
Every day it gets a little higher.
No day can steal this night away
Even though she is far away
This feeling never ever goes away.
She is my sun in the day, My moon in the
night
Although we fight, its tight, its
right
Her face is the fairest, rarest, carest.
Her kiss in the morning melts me
I breathe in her fresh air, best
friends
We still have our best years.
No need to mourn those days when I
cried
When I tried, when I lied, I thought I
died.
Lost you to the wind, couldn't sing, wanted to drink the poison
Then you came running, hugging me,
telling me that you need me.
Let me count the ways that I love you,
I forgive you, though there are shadows under my eye
And creases on my cheek, in truth there
is love in this girlish face.
Thank you for your grace, lets start
again, make way in the sunset
Let me give you a lily, I'll never be
silly.
K.Oni
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