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They looked upon us with disdain, giants within their walls. We built no Trojan horse to invade that great city. We blew the trumpets. Then came the shout, and Jericho’s ancient walls fell before us. The Lord is on our side, mighty kings fall upon their swords. Great warriors are brought to their knees. Fortressed cities burn, and the archers flee. Where are the gods whose statues adorn their holy places? From the horizon, blazing citadels light up the night sky. Our armies b

The Triumphal Entry 21 When they had approached Jerusalem and had come to Bethphage, at the Mount of Olives, then Jesus sent two disciples, 2 saying to them, “Go into the village opposite you, and immediately you will find a donkey tied there and a colt with her; untie them and bring them to Me. 3 If anyone says anything to you, you shall say, ‘The Lord has need of them,’ and immediately he will send them.” 4 This took place to fulfill what was spoken through the prophet: 5 “

“O afflicted one, storm-tossed, and not comforted,Behold, I will set your stones in antimony, And your foundations I will lay in sapphires.12 “Moreover, I will make your battlements of rubies, And your gates of crystal, And your entire wall of precious stones.13 “All your sons will be taught of the Lord; And the well-being of your sons will be great.14 “In righteousness you will be established;You will be far from oppression, for you will not fear; And from terror, for it wil

“See, I am setting before you today a blessing and a curse: 27 the blessing, if you listen to the commandments of the Lord your God, which I am commanding you today;28 and the curse, if you do not listen to the commandments of the Lord your God, but turn aside from the way which I am commanding you today, by following other gods which you have not known. 29 “It shall come about, when the Lord your God brings you into the land where you are entering to possess it, that you sha

I The grass is greener on this side. Where God is. The psalmist wrote, "The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside still waters." So then, do I long for greener pastures? Yes, but not in the way the world has taught me. When I speak of greener pastures, I do not think of lands beyond the sea, or another version of myself waiting beyond the horizon. I think of peace. Of rest. Of joy that is not shaken by circumstance.

(See Matthew 23) Who were the Scribes and Pharisees? The Scribes were knowledgeable individuals responsible for copying, interpreting, and teaching the law. (This is evident from the example of Ezra, who was both a scribe and a priest). The phrase “scribes of the Pharisees” refers to the scribes who belong to the party of the Pharisees. "When the scribes of the Pharisees saw that He was eating with the sinners and tax collectors, they said to His disciples, “Why is He eating

Concerning Divorce 19 When Jesus had finished these words, He departed from Galilee and came into the region of Judea beyond the Jordan; 2 and large crowds followed Him, and He healed them there. 3 Some Pharisees came to Jesus, testing Him and asking, “Is it lawful for a man to divorce his wife for any reason at all?” 4 And He answered and said, “Have you not read that He who created them from the beginning made them male and female, 5 and said, ‘For this reason a man shall l

Joshua, the High Priest 3 Then he showed me Joshua the high priest standing before the angel of the Lord, and Satan standing at his right hand to accuse him. 2 The Lord said to Satan, “The Lord rebuke you, Satan! Indeed, the Lord who has chosen Jerusalem rebuke you! Is this not a brand plucked from the fire?” 3 Now Joshua was clothed with filthy garments and standing before the angel. 4 He spoke and said to those who were standing before him, saying, “Remove the filthy garmen

The Seven Lamps 8 Then the Lord spoke to Moses, saying, 2 “Speak to Aaron and say to him, ‘When you mount the lamps, the seven lamps will give light in the front of the lampstand.’” 3 Aaron therefore did so; he mounted its lamps at the front of the lampstand, just as the Lord had commanded Moses. 4 Now this was the workmanship of the lampstand, hammered work of gold; from its base to its flowers it was hammered work; according to the pattern which the Lord had shown Moses, so

If you are a writer, whether in fiction, poetry, editorial, or educational work, you may sometimes feel that the words you spend hours pouring into your journals are merely words, endless scribbling on a page. But they are not merely words, you have been entrusted with a gift. Scribes can be mighty instruments in the hands of God, vessels through which He communicates His heart and His mind to a generation. As a scribe, you can write under the leading of the Holy Spirit, comm

Part Three - Enduring Faith A few more weeks of the silence and hatred nearly broke him. One night, during his prayer time, Edem finally collapsed with exhaustion. He bowed his face to the floor and wept. He told God he was ready to give up. He could not save his marriage, he could not save his wife, and he was ready to walk away. He was so lost in his own grief that he did not hear the door open. When he finally lifted his head, he saw Akweley. She was kneeling on the floor

Part Two - The Cold Between Us Edem took a week off work, refusing to leave Akweley’s bedside. It was a slow, agonizing recovery. Akweley did not speak a single word to him. Every question he asked, Are you hungry? Do you need a pillow?, was met with a stony silence or a look that felt like a physical blow. One afternoon, he retreated to the hospital bathroom, a place that had become his only sanctuary. He stared at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes were bloodshot and we

Blurb When a joyful surprise birthday party ends in a midnight nightmare, Akweley and Edem’s world is shattered. As Akweley spirals into a silent, angry depression and Edem battles a crushing weight of guilt, their home becomes a graveyard of unspoken words. This is a raw, honest exploration of a couple’s struggle to find their way back to each other, and to a God who feels painfully distant in the wake of tragedy. Edem x Akweley is a raw, stirring exploration of a marriage p

"Se wo were fi na wosankofa a yenkyi," An Akan proverb that says, “It is not wrong to go back and retrieve what has been forgotten” It is a journey into the past, into lives once lived, today forgotten Histories once rich, their moral fabric, now tattered, dispersed across time It is the summer of 2025. Children splashing in the murky pool waters Bodies glisten in the sun, hourglass women and sculpted men, Sculpted by whom? God? Dumbbell? Scalpel? These days, it’s hard to tel

How dare you judge me when you do not know the full story How dare you take one glance and think you know it all? Beneath the calming ripples are silent battles The silent battles that cause me to act in ways I never thought I would I look in the mirror and I see a reflection that I can hardly recognize A constant reminder of the raging waves that have molded me into this unrecognizable shadow of who I once was So thank you, thank you for the incessant reminder of who I have

Today I cried, not from sadness, not from joy, not even from emptiness. It wasn’t the unpaid bills or the pressing deadlines. It wasn’t the echo of my father’s absence, that grief has learned to sit quietly within. It wasn’t old wounds or past betrayals; those have long been forgiven. It wasn’t even the racial slurs hurled at me by the frail old woman hunched over her cane. The tears came from somewhere deeper, a travail too deep for words. Today I cried. They were the tears