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Peace, The Deepest Yawning of Man's Heart

By David Pam McQuel The end of man's quest is peace. If I have money to take care of my needs, my worries, my family and my health, I will be at peace. My mind will be at rest if I am not sick. I will be at peace if I find a good paying job. When my business thrives I will be at peace. If I can afford my medications, I will be at rest. What will give me peace of mind is when my kids are married. When I'm through with my education I will have peace. When my dad's health improves I will be at rest. When my son gets off drugs and bad friends I will be at rest. I can't find peace unless this divorce is over. As long as I am in this town, I will have no peace. Unless he is in jail, my life is not safe. Unless I pay off this loan, I shall have not peace. As long as there is the threat of homelessness, how can I have peace? The fear of war breaking out takes away every drop of peace from this city. There is no peace between my daughter and I. Unemployment is the b...

THE FADING DARKNESS

By David Pam McQuel The people walking in darkness     have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness     a light has dawned. ~ Isaiah 9:2 Darkness, spiritual darkness covers the earth. I will present some of the lofty claims of ideological and religious that oppose faith in Jesus as the only hope of mankind. The only door 1Corinthians 1:18 "For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God. 19 For it is written: “I will destroy the wisdom of the wise;     the intelligence of the intelligent I will frustrate.” 20 Where is the wise person? Where is the teacher of the law? Where is the philosopher of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world? 21 For since in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom did not know him, God was pleased through the foolishness of what was preached to save those who ...

AN EXTRAORDINARY TRANSFORMATION

I was born into the Muri kingdom, which is mostly Fulani. My mother, Hajia Aminat Jalingo, is of the Kutep tribe. Contrary to the Islamic tradition of multiple wives, my father married and maintained only my mother. I am the fifth of nine children. My father lived in many parts of Nigeria, serving in the Army till 1996. My mother also worked with the Nigerian Medical Corps until her retirement in 1992. I attended the Army Children School, Ikeja Cantonment, Lagos, completed my secondary education at Government Girls’ College Enugu. I studied Mass Communication at the University of Nigeria, Nsukka (UNN). After my studies, in 1996, I worked as Programme Producer/Director with the Nigeria Television Authority (NTA), Yola. I got married on April 27, 1997 and God blessed us with a set of twin boys – Hassan and Hussain. I never believed that I needed salvation for whatever reason, because every Moslem is convinced that Muhammad was the last Prophet in the long line of those that Alla...

THE FAULTY CIRCLE

By David Pam McQuel Throughout the life span of the church there has been a continues circle. Its been a rollercoaster. The church will be on fire, great revival and an overwhelming expansion will come. The quality of commitment skyrockets. The passion for the things of God will be unparalleled. Then as the late Myles Munroe says, "the  greatest enemy of success is success". The church flourishes, and her prosperity becomes her bane. Everyone relaxes and she begins to pat herself at the back and singing her praises. Then management and administration takes centre stage and priority shifts from spreading the word to consolidation. Project Babel starts, and the church loses her call. Solidly, step by step, little by little we become at ease. Personal ambition, struggles for position, desire for fame and recognition come in and the spiritual life of the assembly is drained. With the  of the generation of the torchbearers, a new generation comes that had no experie...

THE ROUGH EDGES

By David Pam McQuel She was very beautiful and every man thought so. She was the modelling agency's marketable face. She has enjoyed life by all worldly standard. She put in everything required to stay in form. She had limitless number of men queuing up to have her. She has enjoyed comfort, happiness and fun. But she also has had moments of lowliness she would prefer to keep under lock. Disappointments, betrayals, abuse, rejection and shame stained her short life. Instead of the façade of exuberance and luxury, down beneath it was a cupboard of dry bones, very dry. She had worn all cosmetics of great brands. She has put on world class perfumes. She has worn the latest dress modes and shoes desired by most women. She has danced in the most famous party halls and eaten in luxurious restaurants yet, she never felt truly beautiful, happy or elegant. One morning, an ordinary day, nothing big. No sign, no intuition and no premonition. She went to fetch water and met...

Fear No Longer in Control

By David Pam McQuel "How old are you?" "7." I was so naïve and non-chalant unaware of the grave consequences of what I have done.My eyeballs sparkled darting around as if I was innocent. We are going to take you to school and flog you in the presence of all students, the you will keep keep your class room clean for a whole three weeks. My heart sank. Take me before two hundred students and disgrace me? What I hate, in fact, I dreaded was been put to the spot. I couldn't imagine why on earth should they be so cruel to me? I just stole a java phone! I have done worst than that, albeit not caught. Now they'd shame me. Of course, except my mum says no. That was the only condition my teacher gave. Mum wouldn't mind them hanging me. She has preached a thousand sermons weekly about honour, dignity and integrity. She has told us how much she detests being shamed If only could avoid her knowing about the phone! It was done. T...

THE OTHER SIDE OF THE BIRTHDAY

By David Pam McQuel How does it feel to be forty? Catherine has been wondering for months now. A mixture of anxiety, disappointment and uncertainty has beclouded her. She keeps this to herself.  Her melancholy tortures her with disapproval. Yet she has been more fortunate that many. Counting her blessings, her inner voice chastises her for ingratitude. She wasn't raised with silverspoon but she enjoyed luxury that a lot of kids only dream of. She went to a prestigious school, dressed well for every birthday and event, had family outtings and travel for vacations. Now as an adult, she has graduated and enjoys digit monthly pay package. She is married to the most Amazing husband and has two beautiful kids. Her husband, Nkodi, her best friends have been in frenzy about the birthday. They are crossing every "t" and doting every "i" appropriately, to give the 40 gorgeous perfumed candles she deserves.  Longlife is rewarding, good health, a blesse...