Providence in Action
Monday, March 4, 2024
Saturday, August 6, 2022
Celebrating our CSJ Founders
The sisters of St. Joseph trace their roots back to southwestern
France, and to a missionary Jesuit priest called Jean-Pierre
Médaille. Born in Carcassonne in 1610, Fr. Medaille attended a Jesuit school, joined
them, and was ordained a priest in 1637. Fr. Médaille was a gifted spiritual
director, an excellent preacher, and an ardent lover of God and the poor. Fr Medaille
traveled around towns and villages teaching and preaching the gospel of love, reconciliation,
and unity. His travels enabled him to encounter many of the poor of his time.
Their sufferings and deplorable situations inspired Fr. Medaille to dream of
how the needs of the “dear neighbors” could be met.
Captivated by Fr. Father Medaille’s zeal, passion, and love
for God, our first emboldened sisters placed themselves under his guidance. They
requested to live community life, as well as engage in apostolic activity
outside the walls of the cloister. Back then, women religious were all cloistered.
Our sisters wanted something different and courageously stayed true to their
call. Inspired by the Holy Spirit, Father Medaille honored their desire. He not
only provided guidance and support, but Fr. Medaille succeeded in getting
Bishop Henri De Maupas on the side of the sisters. The bishop gave the “Little
Project” a canonical status and made Father Medaille their spiritual guide. Not
wanting to draw attention to themselves, our first sisters dressed like the
widows of their time and lived among the people. Fr. Medaille called them: “The
Little Design” because he did not want to draw any attention to them. Fr.
Medaille urged the sisters to go out into the community, to “divide the city”
identify the needs, and unite with like-minded people to respond to them. The
timing was right for the birth of this great design of love. This “little Design”
blossomed. Today the sisters of St Joseph have approximately 14,000 members and
thousands of aggreges and associates in more than 50 countries worldwide.
This summer I was fortunate to travel to Lepuy, France with a
group of other CSJs from Orange, CA. This Heritage pilgrimage experience has
become one of the most profound experiences in my spiritual treasuries. This life-changing
experience has left me with a deep desire to continue to unpack what it means
to stand on the shoulders of our ancestors. It stirred a lot of questions in me
such as: “How were the sisters able to navigate the extreme poverty, suffering,
and persecution of their time? What was it like to embark on a mission of serving
the “dear neighbors” with little or nothing themselves? Were there times when
they wanted to give up? Where did their courage come from? What helped them
remain steadfast...?” As I ponder these and other questions, I quickly reminded
myself that the sisters gave ALL to God and that was all that mattered to them,
just as Laila Atika articulated in her wisdom:
“When we commit our lives to the Lord, He lives in us,
He gives us grace and power to accomplish far greater things.”
I have taken the time to articulate some of my pilgrimage experiences. While it is not exhaustive, these are things that will always stay with me. I will talk about some of the places we visited such as the “Kitchen,” the lace-making store, and the CSJ International Center in Lepuy. I will then conclude by reflecting on one of the most important works of our founder: The maxim of Perfection.
The Little
Kitchen
The little kitchen is fundamental to the history of the sisters of St Joseph. It has become one of our most important pilgrimage sites associated with the spirituality of Fr Jean Pierre Medaille and our early founders. For an onlooker, a first glance at the kitchen may not strike a chord. It is small, primitive, and hidden in a far corner of the convent (turned retirement home). But for CSJs, this little kitchen is an inheritance, a treasure of inestimable value, an “Earthen vessel of gold …with wealth untold” as sang by Frs. Jeffrey Honoré and John Foley, SJ. Surprisingly, this 17th-century kitchen still retains some of its original features, such as the fireplace, the walls, the floor, and the ceiling. Other primitive items in the kitchen which may not be necessarily original include a lace-making table, a ceramic jug, a bed, and feet warmer among other things.
Like the Eucharistic table where Christ is both the victim and the priest, this little kitchen is where it all started for the sisters of St. Joseph. Our early sisters gathered here, not only to cook and share meals, but a space to bond, build/deepen relationships, evaluate accomplishments or challenges, and dream of the future. This kitchen is also a reminder that more than being a space for bodily nourishment, the kitchen represents a space where love grows, hurts are healed, and history is made.to keep this concept alive, our community at Orange recently published a cookbook inspired by the kitchen experience of our first sisters. The book is titled: “It all started in Kitchen.” Our sisters shared recipes from way back when. If you have not done so, you may want to order your copy by contacting our welcome center for more information before we run out.
This kitchen provided not
just bodily nourishment for our first sisters but created a space for physical,
spiritual, and mental, nourishments through the corporal and spiritual works of
mercy for our sisters. Like the eucharistic table, the kitchen is a reminder of
the reenactment of the fellowship meals shared by our sisters. The sisters were
present to one another as they heat up the fireplace, grind salt on the mill,
make lace, cook meals, learn a new song, or plan the next day. Just like the
eucharist signifies the presence of Christ, open, broken, and shared, so does
the kitchen signify the joys and pains of the sisters, celebrated, and mourned,
as they live our God’s love in the world. Just as participation in the holy
eucharist helps to deepen communion among and between believers, the kitchen
helped our sisters to build intimate relationships between and among themselves,
and so nurture their love for God, each other, and their commitment to serve
the dear neighbor. This aligns with Fr. Medaille’s dream for a world that is
eucharistic: given, broken, and shared through building/deepening relationships
and expending ourselves in the works of mercy, unity, and reconciliation. A good
question to continue to ask is: “What does it mean to be Eucharist for our
world today? How can we continue to find and be God’s love in the world today? This
is our call and the call of all Christians and people of God. It is my hope
that we take their message of the “kitchen” as a center of love and deepening
relationships to wherever we may be. May the kitchen continue to be more than a
space for nourishment. May it also be a space to dialogue and reflect on
creative ways to continue to be God’s love in the world.
The art of lacemaking started to spread across Belgium, France, Holland, and other parts of Europe in the 16th century. Travels and exposure to other cultures led to intermarriages between families. New fashion ideas (especially among royal families) were spreading and created a high demand for lace in the fashion industry, around the time of our sisters. Always attentive to the signs of the times, the sisters (ordinary women and widows) decided to learn the art of lace making, for their sustenance, and to empower women and widows ravaged by poverty and lack of economic opportunity. To accomplish this, the sisters attended to the needs of the dear neighbor during the day, and then made lace in the evening. This is how lace-making became an important source of revenue for the sisters, and the women they empowered through the art. I am convinced that those women learned more than the art from the sisters. They must have acquired some of their qualities of boldness, faith, and self-determination.
Our sisters made bobbin lace. Bobbin lace is made by braiding and twisting lengths of thread, and interlacing threads around a pin. What can we all learn from the art of lace making? One idea that came to me is that it is impossible to make bobbin lace without a pattern, just as it is impossible for us to exist without God. We have been designed by God (pattern), just that the “braiding and twisting” of our lives is a combination of family upbringing and whatever culture we are brought up in. along the line, we too contribute to our own tapestry through the choices we make in life.
Like lace making, all of
life is a tapestry. Our life's tapestry begins from birth when
we start to gather strands and join threads and filaments to weave our life’s
stories. God
is the pattern maker, while we and our parents/caregivers are the lace makers. Usually,
life's tapestry is intertwined with culture, family dynamics, socialization, as
well as life’s challenges. As the weaving continues, the choices we make, the friends
we keep, and the support, and guidance of friends and families, or lack thereof,
affect the final output. Everything we experience, whether good or
challenging, impacts how our tapestry unfolds. There are times when it may be
necessary to change the pattern of the tapestry by splicing completely new
threads in other to have different outcomes. For some of us, the weaving may be easy
and smooth. For others, a lot more patience may be required because perhaps,
the pattern is more complex. There are times when it may even be necessary to add
some colors to the tapestry or redo some parts altogether. However, unless we continue to weave, we
will never know what dynamic master tapsters or weavers we each are. Also, when the weaving is
no longer as attractive or colorful, it might be better to abandon it and start
a completely new weaving, always with the help of the Master designer – God. With
God, all mistakes can be unwoven. What I am trying to say is better articulated
in this poem attributed to Corrie Ten Boom titled: “My Life is but a Weaving”
My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.
Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.
Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned
He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.
Unattributed (often attributed to Corrie
ten Boom, who used it in a book
and often quoted from it. (https://thepoetryplace.wordpress.com/2018/02/21/life-is-but-a-weaving-the-tapestry-poem-by-corrie-ten-boom/
The “Little Design”
While in Lepuy, it was a bit surprising to some of us (especially the newer members), to learn that Fr. Medaille’s desire for us to remain “hidden,” “little” and “secret” has been realized. Upon inquiry, we learned that CSJS are unpopular in Lepuy, even our next-door neighbors at the international center seem to know little or nothing about us. “How can the people of Lepuy not know that they are standing on a gold mine, I wondered? How can they not know that they are standing on spiritual treasures for which we have traveled thousands of miles to seek? How did they not know that one of the most amazing stories of faith, resilience, and love all started? It eluded me until I was able to connect the dots.
I recalled that Fr. Medaille had called his foundation “The Little Design” and “The little Institute.” There are many examples of “littleness” about us now that I think about it. To begin with, not much is known about Fr Medaille himself. For example, we do not have his actual photograph, nor do we know the exact location where he was buried. Apart from the Maxims of Perfection, the Regalement, and the Eucharistic letter, most of Fr. Medaille’s works and personal records were destroyed during the French Revolution. This “hiddenness” also seems to align with Fr. Medaille’s desire for an institute that has no name, no founder, no father, and no mother. Why did Fr. Medaille prefer anonymity? The answer is simple, Fr. Medaille lived by the principles of Philippians 2. He was humble to the core after the example of Christ and teaches that everything we are, have, or ever be is a gift from God.
So, what can we learn
from Fr, Medaille’s option for hiddenness? When all our energy is centered on
the difference we can make in this world, we have figured out the reason we are
put on this earth. We all have the capacity to make a difference when we make
our lives about others rather than ourselves. As a reminder, humility does not
mean that we think less about ourselves but to think of ourselves less often.
The Maxims of Perfection
(Wisdom Sayings of Fr. Jean-Pierre Médaille SJ)
Photo Credit: (https://photographersresourcecenter.com/2019/08/13/glass-ball-photography-tips/)
One of my personal resolutions since returning from the
heritage pilgrimage is the desire to know Fr. Medaille more deeply. What better
place to do that than through the maxims? Rooted in Fr. Medaille’s reflection
on the scriptures, the Maxims of Perfection is one of the treasures of the
Little Institute of St Joseph. These 100 short statements written by Fr
Medaille is intended to inspire our spiritual lives, make us always aware of
God’s presence in all things and people, and help us become true
contemplatives. Drawing from the dept of his personal spirituality, (rooted in
the spiritualities of St Ignatius of Loyola, and St Francis de Sales), the
maxims of perfection call us to grow in the acts of charity by “seeking the
more” through the virtues of humility, gentleness, peace, and joy. Other
virtues highlighted in the maxims include humility, self-emptying love of God
and neighbor, purity of heart, obedience, fidelity to grace, purity of heart, and
intention. The maxims are also divided into subsection. I have chosen a maxim
for each of them.
Maxims 1-11 – Focuses on Spirituality
Example: Maxim 3: “Empty yourself continually in honor of the Incarnate Word who emptied himself with so much love for you (Phil.2:7). Make your commitment to live in the practice of the most sincere, true, and profound humility possible to you. Do so on all occasions, to everyone but especially to God, from who must come all the blessings of your institute"
Maxims 12-43 – On Relationship with God Example: Maxim 16: “ In everything and everywhere, have only God, God’s will and God’s glory before your eyes, and make no account of anything else”
Maxims 44-61 – On Relationship with Others
Example: Maxim 50: “Prefer always the will and the contentment of others to your own will and contentment and do so even with a happy and joyful heart, provided, of course, as has been said, that God is not offended by it nor less honored.”
Maxims 62-100 – On Relationship with Self Relationship with Self: Maxim 96: “When you are fortunate enough to possess the presence of grace and the desirable effects of God’s love, remember that this great good is something lent rather than belonging to you. It belongs to the Savior Jesus, from whose merits this good comes, more than it belongs to you. This same Savior may take it away from you when he pleases without doing you wrong, and if he ever withdrew his graces, the good in you would vanish like smoke”
In Conclusion, the maxims of perfection for us CSJ, are like the biblical “pearl of inestimable value” (Matthew 13:46). I was introduced to them during my candidacy, and it has continued to inspire and direct my discernment. It is easy to carry around, reflect on, or use in other spiritual exercises such as the examen or the sharing of the state of the heart. Long ago I learned about the 5 elements of the Ignatian Pedagogical Paradigm (CERAE). In applying context, experience, reflection, action, and evaluation to my life through the maxims, I will find myself, God, and ultimately my vocation as a CSJ if it is the will of God.
Sunday, December 12, 2021
Finding Meaning by Adding Value
Finding Meaning by Adding Value
As a child, I watched my parents
wake up very early in the morning, way before dawn, and return to bed way after
dusk, for the sake of family. My parents toiled and labored to provide for the
needs of the family, to put food at our table, enforce discipline, impact cultural,
moral, and spiritual values. When I was young, I was native, and was shielded from
the pains of life. Then everything looked perfect, I dreamed about getting
married, about having my own kids, and living out my destiny like my parents. One
of the blessings of having loving and caring parents is that one gets a free
pass, have little to worry about and believes that life is perfect.
After
the demise of my father, everything changed, my mother was left to continue the
struggle all by herself. She had to work
twice as hard in other to make ends meet. Suddenly I was no longer a child when
I realized that my father was never going to return, that the vacuum his
absence created, has created a shift in how I look at life. Everything changed
and my experience became double digit overnight. That was my first awakening,
my introduction to the task of self-discovery.
It was the first glaring exposure that helped me to adjust the lenses through which
I viewed life, and what I thought the meaning of life was. It occurred to me
that the rhythms of life are not static, that nothing is perfect, that we
cannot be sure of anything, and that what we know about anything is continuously
evolving. I realized that the search for the meaning of life begins at birth
and ends in death. That it is a never-ending search. It was scary, but also exciting. I held both
in hope and delicate balance.
We
all start off from somewhere. We all have our own treasured family stories
about the things that helped to shape our life’s purpose. We all have adjusted
the lenses through which we viewed life as we grow older, and somehow tried to
find our own life’s meaning. Are they always perfect? Maybe not, but that is
not the question. A more interesting question will be to ask ourselves how our life’s
experiences has helped us to become better people. What have we learned? What are
we learning? How has our experiences helped to expand our world? How are our lenses
changing to include the value we add?
The
search for meaning is a search for happiness. Happiness is not about possession
as much as it is about helping to create something. Today ask yourself; “Are
you happy?” Is whatever you are doing now helping you to be your best self? Is your
measure of success depended on your professional life or the wealth you have accumulated?
Is your understanding of the meaning and purpose of your life aligned with your
outpouring love for your dear neighbor? Are you attentive to the cry of poor
and the earth? What gives meaning to life is overrated, please do not be a victim.
be different, save yourself by becoming the means through which others find meaning,
through which the earth is a better place for all.
Sunday, November 28, 2021
ADDING & VENTING
From the beginning of time, God has equipped creation with whatever they need for
their sustainability. He did not stop there. In every age, God continuous to
reveal himself in new and diverse ways. All we need to do is pay attention. On this first Sunday
of advent 2021, and I wanted to look at the season a little differently. I looked at advent through the lenses of “adding” and “venting.” In other words, this is a call for us to consider how our drives and emotions compel us to vent/or not for God’s
justice and righteousness.
A
quick google search of the words “vent” and “add” showed meanings
I expected to see: Vent means to “give free expression to (a strong emotion)” and “Add” means to “Join
(something) to something else so as to increase the size, number, or amount.”
There are of course other meanings, but I
decided the use these ones because it best reflects what my thoughts and what I
am reflection on advent season.
Advent is a season of preparedness. Through prayer, reflection, and good deeds we await the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, not just at Christmas, but on the last day. What sort of emotions should we nurture this season, and in fact the rest of our lives? What should we always be venting about and why? Jesus prayed (Luke 22:32) went about doing good (Act 10:38) and reacted to pain and suffering in his day (John 16:33). Christians who pray, who prepare for the Lord’s return, need to like him be sensitivity to the sufferings and injustices of our world today.
Sunday, November 7, 2021
The Gain is Worth the Pain
Waiting
can be difficult. Waiting takes effort, perseverance, hard work, and sometimes a
few years for one to see real results. Such as the duration it takes to graduate
from high school, college, or any institution, academic or not. As a college
student 10 years ago, I went through some
of the marks of being a hardworking student which includes putting in several hours
of study for weeks and months unending while preparing for one quiz, exam or
presentation or the other. It was much more difficult coming from Nigeria where
I had little access to neither computer nor the internet. I struggled with technology
as much as I struggled with adapting to a completely new culture and learning to
live this new way of life. Yes it was quite an experience. There’ve been times when I had felt overwhelmed,
and on few occasions wondered if I would ever make it.
However,
in spite of everything I had to overcome, I refused to give up, I told myself
that nothing in life comes easy. I was determined to give it all my had, and I
trusted/still trusts the actions of God in my life. I knew that I was not alone,
and that God is always with me, and that he will bring to perfection what he
has begun in my life. I told myself that since God brought me to the United State,
he has a plan, and I for one will not sabotage his plans for my good. Rather than
give up, I realized that I could make life easier for myself by taking a step
back to discern everything.
After
further discernment and consulting my academic advisor, it became clear to me
that I was partly responsible for my some of the issues I was having with. I
was forcing myself to do something that is not my calling. I was trying to major
in Nursing, when I have always know that I am a social worker. As such, changing
my major was a blessing; I felt a deep sense of freedom, and the knots in my
stomach all loosened up, I slept better and had more time for social and religious
activities.
These thoughts came to mind this morning and I find myself using my experience to encourage a collage freshman who seem to be going though a similar experience as I was 10 years ago. He told me that he was excited about going back to college in the United States but is just realizing that he is struggling a with meeting up with academic and job demands since he must also work to be able to pay himself through school. He wondered if she should quit school (which is will be risky because that could put in out of legal statutes). We talked about other things he is struggling with, including pressure from family (in Nigeria) for financial assistance.
I
said so many things to suit my friend. But most importantly, I reminded him that
nothing in life comes easy, and that we have the grace of God to rely on when
all else fails us. On the other hand, I assured him that this is a transitional
time in his life, he will not always be a student. We talked about options, including
reducing his credit load and seeking extra help from his professors. At the end
of the conversation, my friend confessed that he feels much relieved. He expressed
appreciation and thanked me for listening.
Everything
is life happens for a reason, and until it is known, it is important for us to continue
to let God lead us though life. Be encouraged and go out there and be a beacon
of hope for somebody who may be needing you, even as you are read this. Tell all
the downtrodden that all hope is not lost, that all will be well because God
has got their back. Let us continue to extend the compassion of God to the lost
and discouraged, this is what pleases the Lord.
Friday, October 22, 2021
We Are “gods”
We Are “gods”
Life
is a mystery. Yet, in his own way, God never ceases to help us understand some
of it. In today’s reflection, God reveled that we are “gods” with a small “g”
since we are not equal to Him. As I reflected on this more deeply, the meaning became
a little clearer to me. We are “gods” because in some shape or form, we have power
and wield some form of authority at different stages of out lives.
What
are the attributes of God? God is kind, loving, merciful and compassionate. God
forgives, heals, and transforms and so forth. Humans share in God’s creative
nature. That is to say that we have all
been endowed with to some degree, all the attributes of God, for we have been
made in the image and likeness of God (Matthew 1:27). Jesus showed us the way to
the father and used several stories/parables to encourage us to follow in his footstep.
“The one who showed mercy…” is the true neighbor. “Go and do the same.” (Luke
10:37), he taught. In this story of the good Samaritan, we learned that mercy
and compassion are not options, but necessities. We are put into this world to
see, feel, and act for the good of all our dear neighbors.
God is my brother and sister
As
“gods,” it is important for Christians who have been blessed with wealth to be
wise dispensers of God’s gifts. You may be telling yourself that you’ve earned
your keep by working hard for what you have. But so have people who may have worked
twice but have nothing to show for it. Poverty, pain, and suffering are challenges
that will always be part of our global reality, but so is wealth. Unfortunately,
instead of the wealth to continue to maintain their “kingly” positions at the
Lord’s table (like king Darius) by inviting all the “Lazarusses” around them, they have chosen the place of Lazarus
on themselves on the last day.
What is your gift? Perhaps the ability to give a listening ear? Radiate joy? Empathize with the suffering? Be a voice for the marginalized? Pray? …Yes, God sure got it covered, he did not miss a thing, we all have something. But when we fail to maximize the use of our gifts, again we are like kind Darius (Luke 16) or the rich fool (Luke 12). Have you discovered your gift? Now is the time to take a long and deep look at ourselves. We need to discover our own specific “godly” attribute, where should we invest most of our energy? Just as it is futile to hoard wealth (vanity of vanities), that is how useless it is to continue to spend sleepless nights dreaming for wealth while burying our own undiscovered talent(s) for which God will eventually hold us accountable (Matthew 25:14–30).
The best way to prepare for Christmas and for Jesus’ return is to make his kingdom real, by using my gifts. God relies on us to make him real, known, so that where he has gone, he will also ensure that we join him. The measure of the “god” we are to our dear neighbors, (especially those who need us to validate them) is the same measure God will be for us when at last we shall “see him as he truly” (1 John 3:2).
Friday, October 1, 2021
The Pain of Being and Living in Nigeria
As
a country Nigeria turns 61 today. Having recently returned from Nigeria, I cannot
but sit for a minute to reflect on my experiences and some of the day-to-day
realities in Nigeria. Anniversaries are times to reminiscence the past, celebrate
the presence in look in hope to the future. To say the truth, the Nigeria I
knew in the past is better than the Nigeria I saw last month, there is little or
nothing to celebrate at all. What is
there to be happy, when people are so hungry, sick, and dying by the day? Poverty,
insecurity, and untold hardship seems to be the order of the day for majority
of Nigerians. The streets are not safe, people are afraid to go to their farms because
they are afraid of being kidnapped or killed by the Fulani heads men, or
unknown gun men. There are no job opportunities, graduates are doing menial
jobs just to feed, the cost of living continues to increase by the day. Students
do not feel safe in their schools because at any given moment they could be
attacked, kidnapped for ramson, or killed. Churches are not even left out in
the incessant attacks. Christians are continuously targeted and selectively massacred,
such that some are too sacred of going to church at all, or walk to church
alone.
The
Nigerian economy is in shambles, the worth of naira is progressively falling. Only
yesterday, I heard that it is now N600 to one U.S dollar. Tribalism, sectionalism,
and divisiveness is over the roof top. Ibos say they want Biafra, the Middle Belters
and people from Oduduwa Nations are also agitation for self-governance. Our
political, economic, and social strata are all in shambles. As if that is not
enough, majority of those in leadership positions are not doing anything whatsoever.
Governors, senators, bishops, superiors, Imams, and majority of our political
and religious leaders are not doing anything.
So, who or what is going to save Nigeria? How much longer are we going to continue to live like slaves in our own country? When will the cries of the poor be heard? Who is going to wipe the tears of the widows and orphan?
GOD NIGERIA NEEDS YOUR HELP
I
shudder with horror at what is going on in Nigeria. I shudder at the thought of
a future that seems so bleak and dark. I am filled with fear and sadness
because the shadows hovering over Nigeria is blood thirsty and deadly. I weep
for the thousands already killed for being unfortunate enough to be born in Nigeria.
My heart aches for the many who will still lose their lives to unknown gunmen, Fulani
headsmen, hunger and poverty. This madness does not seem to be abetting, we do
not see any end in sight.
What
is most shocking is not only the fact that our leaders in Nigeria/Africa have turned
the other way, but I am also perplexed at the complicity of the other world
power. I get it, they have nothing to loose or better still gain. But of what
benefit is our membership in the African and United Nations? What is the purpose
of conglomerate partnerships if people cannot exist in their natural environments?
There is no way international organizations can claim ignorance regarding the
horrors happening in Nigeria? Go to the internet, listen to the radio, read the
newspapers, watch ticktacks/YouTube videos, speak with any Nigerian/African…
the list is endless, the story is the same everywhere… Nigerian is no longer a safe
place, especially for the poor. Today thousands of women and children must face
live without their husbands/fathers? How is this ok?
Unfortunately, a few Nigerians believe that they have figured out a way to address this crisis. These smart citizens are leaving the country in drones, I guess because they have the resources. But what about the remaining majority? The Nigerian National Bureau of Statistics said in 2020 that 40% or 83 million Nigerians live in poverty.
I
worry that the cost of health care is going to be the next huge crises to face
us as a nation. Just last month, I read about the massive recruitment of nurses
and doctors by Europe and Middle East. They offered irresistible remuneration
packages which led to the exit of many Nigerian healthcare professionals. In a
country already plagued with sickness, frequent violence and incessant
killings, I cannot imagine what it will be like when hospitals and clinics have
no healthcare professionals.
So
no, I am not rejoicing about the fact that it has been 61st years since our
leaders have been looting and destroying our country. I am sad, and helpless, unsure
about why the Lord himself seems to be so silent? Should I attribute the woes in
Nigeria to the fact that we have failed to heed the voice of the Lord? And have
not followed the precepts he set before us as today’s reading suggested?” (Bar
1:15-22). Yet even if this is the case, I know that the Lord will never give up
on his people.
May
all brave Christian soldiers out there not give up. Like Shadrach, Meshach, and
Abednego testified, even if the Lord will not answer us, even if we see no end
in sight, even we must continue to lose our lives, we will not stop placing our
hope in the Name of the Lord, since Our help will always come from the Lord who
made heaven and earth.
FUA