HE DIED IN MY PLACE

When almighty God decided to practice His knowledge of sculpture, creating out of sand and breathe, a living creature, He had in mind a plan when He took a rib out of Adam, some call it surgery, and out of it He created Eve, some call it electronics complaining that almighty has created the world loudest microphone or speaker but behind it all, the almighty had a plan.
May be they wouldn’t have liked that Noah if he told them he was building a JHS workshop but little did they realise his seriousness when they saw that the cock with its comb, the elephant with its trunk and the fox with its brush, but such animals did not carry bag and baggage until slain in an upending disaster but behind it all the almighty God had a plan.
So it came to pass that Joseph served in Potipher’s court and it came to pass that Joshua locked behind Jerico’s wall and musical merry went round overcoming the laws of cohesion and attraction, disproving the laws of gravitation. Neemah went for healing, he ended up swimming, Jonah didn’t want to save Neneveh’s sinners he ended up a whale’s dinner but behind it all the almighty had a plan.
Until a baby was found in a virgin’s womb, until a perfect gentleman was hanged on a tree for the price of all, only then was the J plan fulfilled.
A death l deserved to die, a sentence l deserved to serve, a bill on me to pay was laid on him that my sins must be forgiven. Who else would have done this?
For it was asked in the assembly of the heavenly host and it never sounded a rhetoric question, it was a question that needed an answer but there came no answer for about thirty minutes. The whole of heaven was in dead silence. The twenty-four elder and the four beasts were all affected by the question. For God almighty to be sure that his question was heard and understood, He re-echoed, “who will goo! who will goo!, who will goo! And save my people? There came straight exchanges looks. for Gabriel would boldly volunteer but his expectation turned sour when in a moment he saw Michael’s head going down as if in search of this hymn book. Who will goo! The words repeated but out of the silence came a tiny voice. It wasn’t shouting. It was gentle, “I will go, and I am worthy”. Every head automatically came up to look at who that warrior was, “I will go”, it repeated.
How then can I forget his last words on the cross,” I was like Banabas, fellow prisoner. I was with him but I was a murderer and he a righteous man.
So the Jewish custom demanded that one prisoner be released but one thing I knew, I was a murderer and he a righteous man. But the surprise came when in unison  the people shouted, release Banabas! Release Banabas!
I nearly protested against their answer. But they wouldn’t listen. Crucify him! Crucify him! They chanted.
So Banabas was freed and was walking on the street of Jerusalem on that faithful Good Friday. He saw the people trooping to Golgotha and he followed. On arrival, whom did he see?
Jesus on the cross, Banabas recognized his fellow former prison mate. “but his is unfair” he said, unfair that he died, after all I am the sinner not he, I deserve to die not he but in a moment he had been wiped away by the monsterous Roman soldiers”
Then Jesus turning in difficulty looked at Banabas and said, “Keep quiet you are free, that is why I came that I must die in your place
Yeh! I can see it afar that ragged cross on which my savior died. The blood so fresh, the drip to wash every sin and save. That is why he came that he must die in my place.
God forgave us all our sins. He cancelled the unfavourable record of our debts with its binding rules and did away with it completely by nailing it to the cross. And on that tree, Christ freed himself from the power of the spiritual rulers and authorities. He made a public spectacle of them by leading them as captives in his victory procession.
NB: Let the victory procession of Jesus affect your life from today to go.
By: Akimbocolumn

HYPOCRISY

They raise their voices
And beat their chest
They recite verses
And lie about Christ
He is king! He is Lord!
He wants donations but took none
Oh Jesus! Oh Jesus! They chant
And defame His holy name
With their lies and extortion
They are foxes in sheep’s clothing
Dinning with the weak
They are red-eyed in sun glasses
Blocking the salvation of the meek
And using Christ as a shield
To cover their nakedness
Which the wise minority have uncovered
The cries of the robbed orphans
The molested ones by the holy
Who shout and claim to bless
Have shamed themselves
And defamed the Christ
The holy name they bear.
By: Akimbocolumn

THEY SAY THEY ARE SONS

They say they are sons
But murdered the sons
What moves them is like a curse
What moves them is like alcohol
That knocks on their heart doors
And moves them like trains
On roads, not rails
Their shame they have swallowed
Turned the sons into killers
Silenced the loud ones and
Indoctrinated the feeble minded
And licked the honey of the land
But they say they are sons
But they say they are democrats
But they say they are patriotic
But they say they love the welfare of the poor masses
Shameless sons of some sluts
That are over fed
Not with Banku, Fufuo, Tuo Zaafi, Akple
Not with drink
But with power
They shame the soil of their soul
But they say they are sons
Sons of the soil of the sons they kill.
By: Akimbocolumn