An epistle to Africa

Lately I learnt power and strength are not the solution or answer to some vital and crucial situations.

This was practically juxtaposed because I was the victim.
This morning, I went to the bush to cut SOMETHING, I used my strength and power to cut one particular small tree but it was just returning my cutlass back to me like it fortified itself against my sharp cutlass.
I got furious and added more strength, I discovered I was just wasting time.
Then I came back to my senses because I was already feeling the pains in my hand.
I decided to cut it slowly and steady and I discovered my cutlass gave it a perfect and good mark.
I repeated that thrice and the tree was already down on the floor.
I was so astonished at how everything happened like I was on a trance.

This is just how some of our lives are patterned.
We want to use strength and power to get or achieve everything, forgetting that wisdom and knowledge is the principal everything.
If mosquito has ever bite you on your sensible part then you will learn how to handle life with ease.

Power and strength sometimes can get you into trouble because your psychic and muscle might be deceiving you, making you think you are the Goliath and Samson of our time, not knowing there is always a David for Goliath and also, there are many Delilahs for Samson.

Think and calm down because life itself is all about slow and steady.
If you rush things this new year and get yourself into trouble, I will just deny you because that's not what my epistle teaches.

Again, that you should take life easy doesn't mean you shouldn't apply power and strength when needed, there is always time for everything, ask ecclesiastics.

Before I free you, I want you to know that power and strength are meant for you to use according to the directives of your wisdom and understanding.
Power can't get you anywhere if you use it the way it appears but under the discretion of wisdom, you can do exploit.
Always think before you act because some people here act before thinking.

I still have a lot to say so wait for me here tomorrow to be fed and drunk by the keg of my epistle.

Till I cross your path again,
I hang my pen.
Shalom.

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