Aziebu Shaiza: While we have so much big celebrations, where is the time that the church has reached out to the poor and needy or the widows. I am bitter, upset and I have reason enough. I am not bitter against the Church, but the people who make and constitute it. My mother became a widow after the assassination of my dad. Did anyone come to pray for her, comfort and guide my family when we needed it? I became an alcoholic and I could never feel comfortable attending meetings as the preacher and religious persons pointed fingers and made me so uncomfortable and drove me out as I was made to feel like a pariah. Thank God, I stopped looking at the religious guys and looked only to Jesus and got delivered. When I attend meetings, I feel a smirk, a frown and indifference, but it has made my resolve stronger so I do more counseling to Alkies who need it most in our society today. Hope Bloggers will appreciate my coming out of the closet.
I hope somebody who is part of the celebration is reading this. Ushers, please usher the guy in tattered clothes, barefooted, the old man and woman from the village in the front seat, please!!! The poor man, the fallen, the addict and the alcoholic right up, where everyone can see and camera man, focus on the humble everyday man and women.
Lawrence: A simple villager comes with Faith leaving behind all his kheti/murgi/gauri,etc whereas the VIPs comes either to show off or with an agenda for the next election!
Akum Longchar: Bloggers are not against the church but they are against the system. People who think of Bloggers are Anti-church they need prayers from us.
Kenei Neipfe: A recognized deacon of a church, looks very decent and neat, talks very less and appears to be very virteous but have long hands under the table in the office! Whenever I see him on my way back home, feels like punching his face! Symbol of hypocrisy is what he is! bahhhh!
Vikeduo Linyü: The Church in Nagaland is today the fore runner in promoting corruption. Ishor programnme is only for the rich, the poor doesn't feature in visions. The amount of wealth you have is directly proportional to the prayer groups visiting you. Nagaland for prayer. lol
Violence in Nagaland through the eyes of a little girl
Yenn Walling: Through A Window : Eyes That Hope
We all have that place from where we stand and see everything, well almost. I read somewhere, "The place that you're standing now, has been circled by God."
I remember when i was 11 years old, I saw the body of a man by the banks of a fish pond along side Dimapur highway, his head smashed by bricks.
When I was 13 years, it was midnight and the neighborhood quiet, except for the crickets.
The cries of a man woke me up, startled i peeped out my window and saw a man pinned down to the street by two men, kicking and shoving him around like he was an object. One man had a gun...and i heard words that sent shivers ,"Khotom kuri debi!" ( Translation in this context: "end his life")
I woke my Grandma up. We wanted to call the police...phone was dead. That we felt despair and helpless would be an understatement. I stood by the window wishing i could just do something, but what? Meantime, this man's being continually beaten then I heard my Grandma praying. I looked at her like crazy. Then I heard the man cry , "Morom berra moi ke chari debi..." ( "Kindly let me go..."). Never did I hear such a helpless plea.
But the two men were brutal. I joined my grandma, and that night we prayed for the life of a man who was being beaten to a pulp with a gun pointed at his temple.
God answers prayers.
A car was driving along the highway and the headlights gleamed through the sharp turn, flashing 'light' on the 'scene'. The two men quickly fled leaving him on the streets. The people in the car are who we call the 'Good samaritans' who took this man to the hospital. Few months later, I saw this man walk past my 'window'. I ran down the streets wanting to have a closer look. The scars all over his face, head, hands, legs but he was smiling for some reason, and I just looked at him and smiled.
I don't know why this man had to go through such brutality and I don't know whether he is a good man or not. Some say he was a drunkard who got into trouble with 'the faction'? But all I know is , no matter what his life story maybe, God was watching him and HE gave him the chance to live.
We hear/read about our men and women being found dead at all random places, killed/raped/shot.
I don't know what they must have done. All I know is that he/she is a human being, and NO ONE has the right to take the life out of anyone. NO ONE has the right to spread terror in the name of 'power and justice'.
As a voice of a generation that's being spreading a wave of change in our society today, and moreover as a voice that loves her people just as anyone of you, this is the cry of an 'on looker' for a safer and terror free society. It’s all in our hands as we stand in our own 'circles' today.
