| New Years Eve |
What was I doing
there you ask, raving at a concert perhaps? No. I was being led in worship, along with 40,000 others,
by a pastor to crossover into 2014, drinking a thimble of wine and eating dissolvable
paper (meant to stand for bread).
It was an experience
like no other I have ever had and honestly I actually found it quite uplifting.
In the fifteen minutes leading up to the clock striking twelve we were
instructed to pray for all the things we wanted in the new-year. So I closed my
eyes and began to think.
Suddenly the
stadium erupted into a ripple of chants. I opened my eyes and everyone was
waving their hands in the air, dancing and shouting their prayers. Their eyes
were closed so tight and their fists were thrusting with so much passion you
could tell these people wanted their prayers to come true more than anything in
the world.
Some
colleagues told me about a church congregation that was being broadcast on
television. A woman had come forward complaining of a pain in her breast. The
pastor asked the woman to take out her breast (on live TV), which she did and
he performed some sort of spiritual healing on it using his hands. Now one has
to question the morals and motives of this man of God.
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| One of thousands of chruches |
And while the bible expressly states that salvation is free, at times it comes with a cost: offerings, tithes, gifts to spiritual leaders, and a directive to buy literature and other products created by men of God.
It is sad to
think vulnerable souls, desperate for financial breakthroughs, miracles and
healing, who all rush to the church for redemption are being taken advantage
of. But I like to think this is only a very small minority. Step out of your
front door on a Sunday and the streets are near to empty, pretty much the
entire population of Ghana is at church or at least following a ceremony on
television or the radio.
While I admire their faith and respect their beliefs and join in the odd prayer now and again I don’t think I will be becoming a fully-fledged Christian any time soon. People thank God for their success and while that’s all well and fine (each to their own), I thank my parents for giving me a fabulous upbringing and a fantastic start in life oh and of course myself, for working bloody well hard.
While I admire their faith and respect their beliefs and join in the odd prayer now and again I don’t think I will be becoming a fully-fledged Christian any time soon. People thank God for their success and while that’s all well and fine (each to their own), I thank my parents for giving me a fabulous upbringing and a fantastic start in life oh and of course myself, for working bloody well hard.
| Wish you were here xoxo |
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