GoldenQuill

D**e and Papa💕🥂

Happy and blessed Sunday to you.

Have you seen the video from midnight yesterday?
It might just be for you👍
Here it is:

https://www.facebook.com/share/v/QsPMXZExbFYCkCnU/?mibextid=oFDknk

What is poverty?

How is it really defined?

Earning less than $1 a day?

Maybe.

What then is wealth?

How can it be defined?

Having more than enough to meet one's needs?

How then do we define poverty structurally, but define wealth functionally?

This makes 'poor' people blind to all the resources available to them🥺

I'm so very pained.

Do you know that a man is not made by the abundance of his possessions?

He is made by Wisdom.

Bloody Forbes!! And all the agents of greed we listen to.

Can't waste a breath to tell us the next richest person on earth;

Like why the heck do I need to know that?????

Then I start aiming for endlessness.

Bottomlessness.

A hundred billion dollars can be had by one man. But he still can't end world hunger.

Because only regular people can.

By not throwing away left overs.

But how can they do that, when they are 'poor'?

There we go again.

😔

Facebook insists to 'say something about this photo'

The only thing I have to say is a disclaimer: 'I was forced to take this picture!!!!'🥺

My daughter would just hand down the phone camera with different effects, and go 'Daddy, take a picture!'

Yeah, I have much more I can't show you without parental guidance😆

Hmmm, I have a daughter. Unbelievable😃
Ohh, no kidding, sometimes I cannot believe it.

Do you ever feel old, my friend?

I still remember the 6 year old that was always injury prone, fractured his left humerus twice at the same spot, two years apart; then cracked his skull by falling into a gutter after brushing his mouth!!😆 ...then fell off an orange tree, over a fence topped with broken bottle edges, then to the floor, rising to a projectile of blood stream from a severed right radial artery.

My mom didn't believe I'd live past 10 years I'm sure. I was literally threatening to die in my childhood😉

I remember the 15 year old, hanging around in secondary school, no more threatening to die physically, but still opening my soul to death.
I wasted all opportunities possible, got introduced to po*******hy, had no clue where I was headed, or who I was. I was shy, trembled at responsibility, could not lead, could not talk to a girl, liked my self if someone did, hated myself once some else does. My mind twirling endlessly, focused on nothing in particular.

Then I became the 17 year old boy, one year out of secondary school, reading a book in his father's backyard, and looking up to heaven, eyes closed, heart enlarging, feeling suddenly powerful, and alive! I was meeting Jesus. The book: Why I believe the Bible - A J Po***ck.

Then the 22 year old, waking early in teaching hospital hostel, opening the scriptures and mediating on promises that blew my mind. Walking out to pray by the Pharmacology lab, believing God to do all manner of things - to heal my varicose veins, save all my classmates, help me understand Pathology, make my smile perfect for my sweetheart😉

Now I'm a father taking pictures with bunny ears, and proudly.

Truly all it takes is for the seed to enter the ground, the sower goes to sleep and wakes, how it grows he does not know.

And if I made it here... Jesus is your answer too❤️‍🔥

And Nathanael said unto him,

'Can there any good thing come out of Nazareth?'

Philip replied, 'Come and see.'

😀😀😊

Honoured, Staggered and Proud to be at the very beginning of something potentially fantastic and impactful to Sierra Leone's future (children)♥️♥️♥️

I love you, and am grateful for your support.
We keep moving🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️