GREATNESS IN MAKING
Property sales and useless spendings are the infamous things my people are known for. Oh how true this is. Our elders exchange our heritage and ancestry to foreigners for few favors and loose coins not even worth a third the value of this legacy. Leaving their descendants little to no ancestral leverage to hang on to. Up to a point were nothing good is expected from the young by the society. “As lazy and useless as a Bakweri man they always say...!”
Tssskk! Is there no hope?
Behold a boy.
Woven like a beautiful net in the hands of a “wegeliwe gbamu” fisherman and his bride. A special net only to be used to fish for the Master. Everyone who ever crossed paths with the golden boy could always attest to his perfection. More so that marveled by the works of His hands, God, the Master decided to keep him for himself as a beloved Shepard for His flock.
A man he became.
A man of great valor and pristine grace. A servant of the Lord as it was preordained.With the charismatic good looks of his people and a billion dollar smile. In sincerity and truth the Master’s Shepard boy leads His flock. Honest and upright in all his deeds. A role model he is.
But a “mola” for a priest? Many asked.
Who could blame them though...
It was no news that the vast majority of the “Mokpe” speakers were brought up in the faith of Victoria’s Alfred Saker. But alas as it was predestined, he serves in the Lord’s vineyard as a Catholic priest. Breaking the Christianity stereotype of his people.
Hence, my brothers I say to you...
Unlike the stories of the great “elephants sitting on a tree” of old, this is no biography nor autobiography. It is only but an introduction of greatness in making.
We are not our elders and we refuse to be accomplices to their mistakes.
