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Dead babies, no grave
Many babies are conceived but do not, see the light of day
Man is God’s most wonderful creation. According to biblical legend, man was created in “His own image”, and was made lord over all living things on earth. Apart from the first man, however, all human beings had to be conceived in the womb and born of woman. Such was God’s design for the human race.
No matter one’s origin or race (Asian, Caucasian or Negro), the life of every human individual begins right from the time it is conceived. The male sperm unites with the female ovum and LIFE begins therefrom. Nine months, thence, a baby is born. It grows and grows to become an adult.
Many babies conceived do not, however, see the light of day. They never will.
They are scooped out of the womb before they develop eyes and limb. As such, they are deprived of the right to live. And their plight is apathetic instance of human cruelty.
And do they complain? They can’t! But assuming they could, all aborted babies in their frightful multitude will protest these injustices in a demonstration never before held on the planet. And a typical placard will read:
“My Mother Aborted Me
When I Was 3 Months Old
In Her Womb. How Much I
Loved My Mother. But She
Never Loved Me. She Killed Me.
O My Mother. She Killed Me.”
The blood of such a baby is forever upon the head of those who terminated its life against its will. The soul of the child cries to the Lord. The voice is tiny, but it reaches the ear of the Lord.
“O Lord, why did thou allow
My conception in the womb
Of that cruel woman.
Look at what she’s done to me.
She took me to a doctor who
Destroyed me with a dangerous weapon.
I bled and bled.
My soul returns to eternity.
That is the sad tale of my short life,
O Lord.”
Tens of thousands of human foetuses are aborted every single year. And in Sikaman, not less than 10,000 babies are returned to where they are supposed to have come from. They have no right to live. On their foreheads is written: “If undelivered, return to sender.” And for sure, they are dispatched with the promptitude of first class mails.
There are several ways of killing unborn babies. “Many ways of killing a cat.” But until the advent of modern-day methods of death, crude means were sought to get rid of babies growing in human wombs.
Concentrated dosages of chloroquine, sugar, coffee, blue (for washing) are abortion agents that painfully terminate the lives of babies. In the attempt, however, these unsafe methods are also effective in dispatching both mother and child to eternity. TOGETHER WE PERISH!
The modern method is Dilation and Curetage (D and C), which is the most ingenious way of killing unborn babies without arranging for an obituary for the mother also. And prices paid for the murder are quite high of late.
A recent survey has shown that the effects of the ‘Gulf Crisis are felt here too. If you want to abort a one-month pregnancy, you’re sure to dish out ¢7,000 to the killer. Two-months -¢8,500, three-months- ¢10,000 etc.
And some rationalise why they feel compelled to lend their babies to the slaughter houses. They cite such reasons like economic constraints, family planning or the father denying the pregnancy. Others who are prostitutes by profession say that babies disrupt the business and must, therefore, be gotten rid of.
My view is that abortion in some cases may be justified, for example in cases of rape. A fifteen-year-old girl who got pregnant after she was raped by several soldiers in the United States, was granted the choice for an abortion by a law court, although it was illegal at the time.
Abortions may also be justified when the health of the mother is jeopardised as a result of the pregnancy, which is for medical reasons.
Aside these extreme considerations, to willfully abort a foetus is a transgression abominable to God. This is so, but because moral decadence is so widespread, no one cares whether or not a baby is killed. No wonder that certain countries legalise abortion to control population.
But why not prevent pregnancy rather in lieu of KILLING babies? To prevent pregnancy is not as disastrous as killing babies. And abortions sometimes have irreversible effects on mothers-barrenness.
These days, the first borns of some people, are not their first-borns. About four or five earlier ones have been thrown somewhere without offering them graves. And sooner or later, some of these dead babies will become personified and preach the gospel of revenge:
“Dear Wicked Mother
When I Was 5 Months In Your Womb
And You Were Planning My Death,
With My Cruel Father
I Wanted To Put In A Word
For Myself
But I Could Not Be Heard.
My Heart Was Punctured.
I Bled And Died
God Bless You.
And God Curse You!”
This article was first published on Saturday, November 24, 1990.
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The Prophet part 2
“I can see in the spirit, that some of you have been trading for years without seeing any meaningful profits, some young women have been disappointed by men who have either abandoned them and left for foreign lands and forgotten about them, or stopped sending money for the upkeep of their wives and children.
I can see young men who are desperate for visas to travel abroad but have either been duped by visa contractors or refused at the embassies. From tomorrow, I assure you, the visas will be given.
Young women, I have news for you. You will receive telephone calls, and you will hear very good news. Handsome young men with money in their pockets will come and marry you, and take care of you. Traders, you will get big business and big profits from today. From today, you will see that I am a true prophet who has come to deliver you.”
Shouts of “Amen,” “thank you Prophet” and “I receive it” greeted his sermon. After a final prayer, he asked the congregation to come early the following day, and bring others, because there would be many testimonies.
There would also be “special anointing” for great miracles. Although he did not ask for an offering, most of the people came and dropped notes, and coins at the “pulpit.” When they left, Antobam counted the money.
“GH¢900!” he almost shouted, ‘and I did not even ask for an offering. This is fantabulous!’ Going to the Nana Kofi Broni shrine, he told himself, was a very wise move.
He started making plans……He had to choose a few assistants who would carry out his orders……. He had to hire some chairs as soon as possible……He had to find a suitable piece of land and, if possible, build his own church……. He had to start looking for a nice car, befitting the status of a popular preacher …… And, most importantly, he had to select two, three or four nice, young women to take care of his needs, apart from the servants who would cook, wash, iron and do other errands for him.
Abruptly, he told himself, this hungry, scruffy Kukurantumi boy was being transformed into a man of power and money, with some of the most beautiful women in town at his beck and call. Wow!
After a shower and supper, he shut the door to the very small room that served as his bedroom and dropped on the bed. Almost immediately, the shrill sounds, like whispers, began.
This time he did not express any fears. He realised to his great surprise that even though the sounds were not in the form of any language, he could understand them.
Tomorrow there will be testimonies……they will give money……. some rich people are being prepared …….they will bring big money ………. we will give them what they want, and they will bring money ……. big money …….big, big money……the women will also come, a number of them. ‘
He went to sleep smiling and whispering to himself, ‘big, big money, and women!’
He woke up at 5 and took a shower. After a breakfast of tea and several slices of bread he set off. On reaching the venue he saw to his great surprise that the place was full.
Very full, and quite a number of people rushed to embrace him and give him the wonderful news. The excited people narrated the testimonies about big sales, telephone calls from relatives directing them to go to Western Union, and impotent husbands who had miraculously rediscovered their magic powers.
He was truly glad that Nana Kofi Broni’s magic had already started working, but most of his attention was focused on the ladies in the congregation. He noticed to his great delight that some of them were really nice. I must start making my selection, he told himself. Today!
“Give a mighty clap offering to the great, mighty one for his wonders among us!” he started, and the response was very big.
“I said yesterday that you were going to see signs and wonders, and I am very happy that my word has been fulfilled. Even though we have taken allowed one hour for testimonies, many more of you would like to testify.
Tomorrow, I promise you that there will be ample time. I will only preach a short sermon. The rest of the time will be taken up by consultations, after which I will give directions on what to do to ensure that you defeat your enemies, secure your marriage and, most importantly, continue increasing your profits in your business.” His sermon was interspersed with ecstatic shouts of “Amen,” “it is true,” “God bless you” and “I receive it.”
His final word was emphatic; “Big miracles are coming your way. Keep attending church, and don’t forget to give thanks to God.”
By Ekow de Heer
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Full Gospel Businessmen Fellowship launches project to transform young lives
The Full Gospel Businessmen’s Fellowship International (FGBMFI) Ghana has launched the Senior High Schools and Colleges Project (SCP) aimed at empowering and transforming the lives of young people.
Speaking at the launch, Professor Mike Ocquaye, the former Speaker of Parliament, emphasised the need to catch them young and train them as the current times were challenging.
He lauded the project, calling on all to support it, saying “In fact, it’s very important to catch them young, train them, lead them, guide them, and mentor them because the times are indeed rough,” Prof. Ocquaye said.
Mr Ekow Egyir Dadson, the Director, Schools and Colleges Directorate, stated that since its inception in 2018, the SCP had reached over 70 educational institutions with countless testimonies of transformation.
“We began with the Presbyterian Boys Secondary School (PRESEC) Legon, and now in 2024, we have visited 74 schools and impacted the lives of over 100,000 students, some of whom were personally mentored and now have graduated from the universities.”
He explained that the SCP, a vision by FGBMFI Ghana, was a bold outreach programme designed to call young people to Christ, train and equip them for the future.
He cited testimony-sharing, mentorship, career guidance, entrepreneurship and counseling as some of the unique approaches to be used in reaching out to the targeted students.
Mr Emmanuel Baba Mahama, the National President of the FGBMFI Ghana, launched the SCP Manual, which would help the FGBMFI Zonal Family Chapters across Ghana in order to adopt schools and colleges within their catchment areas.
The Schools and Colleges project is making a great impact; we have had first-hand testimonies from school heads, teachers, and students (mentees) about the SCP. This project has come to stay, Mr Baba Mahama assured.
He, therefore, called for more volunteers and partners to help the SCP shape the next generation of leaders and citizens.
Findings by the FGBMFI revealed that Ghana’s senior high schools, colleges, and university students face growing challenges like addictions, indiscipline, poor academic performance, pornography, homosexuality, broken homes, and a lack of godly guidance.
That had been a concern to many parents and society, “but the FGBMFI believes there is hope to rescue and restore these young students,” Mr Mahama said. –GNA