
“For My people are foolish, they have not known Me. They are silly children, and they have no understanding. They are wise to do evil, but to do good they have no knowledge.

We are actually living in a world that is likened to a society with the vital ingredient that keeps the essence of life missing and the truth is that, we can’t even place really what that is, I mean we do not even know what is missing, notwithstanding, we could still feel it like we are feel the impression of air. In hollow and in emptiness, in the heart of our hearts, we just know that something is missing. 
Personally, I have felt this hollow and emptiness that burdened my heart so much while I was growing as a child. In my family, right from the cradle, I have always desire to know why things happens the way there often happens. What I am trying to explain span from our relationship with each other into our worship to God that has now being limited to self-imposed rituals. Hence we worship but not the true God, but the one who wants to be like the Most High as our mindsets are now dragging us into His very thought. Our worship has become so empty and adulterated with strange intrusions that we could hardly tell if truly what we are worshipping is God.

THE MISSING ORB OF LIFE

After man had finished his class six, his mind became active and alive, with his thought hypersensitive to observe things, prompting his consciousness to ask questions and search to know why. It is with the quest for man trying to know why that he became rational to start using his senses instead of depending on the sure Word of God. This was what led man to the broad path, which is apart from God into the ways and because he could no longer listen to his inner voice, he strayed and became lost in the wilderness (Genesis 37: 15). Pathetically, man not even knowing what he is seeking kept wandering in the field and this quest left him in the confines of conflicting thoughts, which gives a negative signal to the mind and makes the mind a chaotic domain, such that the only word that could best describe it becomes a battle ground. 


A man’s heart is a battleground of thoughts, and until he fights to win, his rib bone will be captured in his by embracing an alien thought. 


THE BATTLEGROUND