Saturday 15th January 2017 was Martin Luther King’s birthday and 16th January 2017 was celebrated across America as a national holiday in his honour (annually the third Monday in January). 

I have felt compelled to think of what he said in relation to an aspect of my call to write that has come to the fore. He said 
“History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamour of the bad people but the appalling silence of the good people”

I thank God that by His ability, I can say 

“My Heart is beating wildly, I cannot keep silent..”(Jer.4:19 ESV)

As well as writing biblically based inspirational teachings, devotionals and poetry, I also feel mandated to explore through writing every aspect of human life; the human mind, emotions, attitude, everyday life and interpersonal relationships which include racial and international relations and man’s relationship with Jesus/God and His with us. All from a Christ-filled perspective or by Holy Spirit inspiration. 

This may be through either a reflection, a poem, an exhortation or actual prophetic words I discern God is giving me to impart.

Writing and speaking on behalf of the hopeless, oppressed and suffering due to their nationality, race, culture, social (marriage, workplace …) or economic status or situation is a calling that is coming to the fore in my life more than ever before. Here, I am compelled to focus on writing.

There are many who, despite having the opportunities before and around them, just don’t have the inner strength or ability to take hold of these opportunities so as to advance and live productive lives. Why? this is because of the spiritual, verbal and physical abuse or affliction that are like daggers and blows received from either one or more of the following: family, community, society or nation.

They are as the walking dead, the paralysed, maimed or gagged. They need physical “intercessors”; someone to come alongside them to encourage and exhort them or even take their hand and walk them through the pathway of healing and recovery. They need prayer warriors who will pray for their healing and recovery so as to live productive lives. They also need people who will be their spokes people, highlighters of their plight, to defend them and uphold their rights. These people are their “voice” because on their own no one will listen. This “voice” can be through actual speech but also writing. 

Writing to me is as

– speech, a power that can soothe, heal and ignite hope. An art form of insight that can serve to throw a rope to those in need of liberation, the discouraged and bound.

-a trumpet sound to bring awareness to the plight of those in the abyss of despair or living as though in doldrums with wings clipped or broken.

-a shofar by predestined decree to release a prophetic sound in this hour using poetry, prose, words of exhortation, motivation and counsel for the uplifting, warning and enlightening of humanity.

With written words as speech, my hope is to allow God to use me as His instrument to open the window blinds of injustices, inequalities and abuse allowing the ink of expression therein to pull out compassion embedded in the entrails of many a man.

In addition my hope is to be an inspirer, exhorter or encourager to the hopeless, depressed and oppressed so that they would find their predestined purpose or calling on earth for the sake of humanity as a whole.

The Write Life Story:

Man is his brother’s keeper, 

created to love as he 

craves to be loved, 

to care as he desires

to be cared for.
If by my obedience to serve 

with the pen others are awakened 

to serve society productively and 

acquire the zeal of inter-connectivity, 

working for a world void of 

injustice and inequality,

then to my joy their works 

become the invisible 

pages in my life’s 

complete story.

©Deborah E. Nyamekye 10/10/2016

Let’s pray for a world where equality and inclusivity of all, regardless of nationality, religion, race or culture, reign and are expressions of the genuine love of God in whose image we are all created.
Let us resolve to make a difference.

“My anguish, my anguish!
I writhe in pain! My heart is beating wildly; I cannot keep silent, for I hear the sound of the trumpet, the alarm of war.” (Jeremiah 4:19 ESV)

God bless

Deborah E Nyamekye