The Power of One

All I want is one life; one mic; one stage; one song;…

What will you do if you are just one?

And you have an assignment from the Lord

Will you say like my uncle Moses…I am a stammerer

Or like my brother Gideon …I am the least in my family

Or like Jeptha…My mother was a prostitute

When God sends on an errand

I wonder why He doesn’t chose the best in the team

Why choose a stammerer to speak to the King

Why choose a coward to lead an army

Why choose a bastard to preserve a people

Or why choose me to write; or you for another task

What can one do?

Mary Slessor left all the comfort of her country

Relocated to a remote village in Calabar, Nigeria

Walked long miles with her bare feet, lived in a mud house

Slept on the bare floor, ate the local food

Drank from the river, no electricity, never married

Had no child biologically, Spoke their local dialect,

She lived and died in Calabar

I need not recount oppositions she faced and surmounted

Or the hard life she endured

She defiled the culture and wrath of a kingdom

She stood her ground and stopped the killing of twin children

Read her Biography, That’s an example of the power of one

Till you are willing to die for something

You are not yet living

The task is always bigger than you

That is why He never leaves you to it

Moses, Gideon, Jeptha, David, Mary and others

Stands today as cloud of witnesses

Wondering whatever is wrong with this generation

Would they have fared better than us?

Do not say it is three months before its harvest

The time to act is now

Do not wait to get it all perfect

That time may never come

Do not say, but what can I do?

Because there is power in one

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