DON’T FART IN THAT CHURCH

Some of us are far from knowing what a church is. Well, I don’t know what to call your local assembly. May be at best we can say it’s a social gathering, as someone rightly said “after Facebook it’s church”. And when you speak in this manner here, beware they will scourge you in their synagogue.

Some time ago a young boy ate cocoyam and said it was yam. That’s what we have made out of the church. It’s badly twisted that we have completely lost it flavor and definition in every sense. Simplicity, beauty, power, fellowship is out of it. It has been hijacked and sincere seekers cries out ‘they have taken my Lord and I know not where they laid Him. Ardent lovers of our Lord, religious fanatic or extremist as they choose to call them, still seek and yell at the top of their voices to restore sanity to our father’s house.

What do we have left for our children? How can the bride of Christ be so flamboyantly adorn till she has lost her identity, and men are force to believe what we see today is that church for which Christ gave his life? Indeed, he gave his life, but not to corrupt but to purge it. It is unacceptable that the church whose decay has been rooted should come shot of grace and make occasion for sinful indulgence and frivolities. The light we lack today in our society is it not because the church has been put under? Its true there are faithful men at their little corners who wrestles day and night that our generation come again to know that church for which the blood of the savior was shed.

Recently I had worship in a church in a remote village; and soon enough I realized what our generation of churched people are missing – the glorified savior and Lord. I began to pour my heart, as it bleeds to the Lord: “please forgive us and our fathers for what we have done to the crucified Christ and how we have desecrated your temple. Please don’t let men fart in this church as they did in others for which we are dying of suffocation”.