Over the weekend I saw a movie, WHEN LOVE PRAYS out of FOMO. I had read lots of reviews and thought to just check it out.
I won't lie to you, it's a nice movie. Every actor delivered on their roles. But as the movie drew to a close, especially at the hospital scene, I had to look beyond to entertainment to question the obvious message being passed.
You know, the entertainment industry has a strong potentials at shaping culture and human reasoning. So in this movie, an Imam's son falls in love with a Pastor's daughter. The both get married without their parents' consent.
But somehow love wins over their faith and both families are united and there is a cold message that Christians and Muslims can actually be united in marriage, we all serve the same God.
Husband will wake up in the morning and run his prayers in the parlour. Wife will be in the room speaking in tongues. Wife sometimes follows husband to the mosque and it's of no record that wife went to church.
Muslim mother in law is so sweet, she love peace. But Christian mother doesn't seem to be having it. But their daughter is willing to fight for love.
Baby would bear Emmanuel and Abdulrahaman. The child would have to what now, choose who he would serve or serve both simultaneously?
Like that's not enough. Toyin Abraham announced the release of her latest movie, Love Between Altars, on good Friday with the caption "We serve the same God". She didn't do that during the Ramadan. But it pleases her to announce the arrival of her agenda on good Friday. To tell us that it is good that two Altars meet as long as it's God we are mentioning.
If you don't see it, I see it. This is how things creep into The Body, subtly. This is the exact approach used when sex scenes becaene normal in nollywood. It started with under sheets till there was no need to hide.
This is how LGBTQ crept into Hollywood movies. They first make you love the character so much and then they introduce a side of him that you just have to accept because, he's a good guy and has a good heart. Ain't nothing wrong with him having same sex attraction.
That is how cohabitation became a normal in relationships.
You see a movie, a movie of two Christians, without being married the lady moves into the man's house, share his bed and they are doing things. It sounds good. It looks like getting to know each other. And then the marriage works and you say, "That's how it should be."
OR the relationship fails and you say, "That's why it's good to cohabit. You see things..."
This is what is playing out with these movies. Young men in church are watching. Young ladies in church are watching. Our children are watching. They are seeing how it is okay to fall in love and marry someone who is not a Christian. It happened for Sis X in that movie, it can happen to them.
IT IS NOT NORMAL!
IT IS NOT CUTE!
IT IS NOT BIBLICAL!
"Do not be unequally yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness?" 2 Cor 6:14
This is a biblical command advising believers against forming binding partnerships—especially marriage or close business alliances—with unbelievers, as their fundamental values, goals, and spiritual directions are incompatible
We are heading opposite directions. See, Abraham when it was time to find a wife for Isaac,he made Eliezer swear that he'd not bring a wife from from Canaanites. He was intentional. He understood what being unequally yoked with someone outside the covenant of God can imply.
Amos 3:3 says, can two work together except they be in agreement?
We must agree that love is not all that sustains a marriage. Love can sustain friendships, businesses...but marriage? No!
Love the movie. Celebrate the craft. But please don't buy the message. You should not marry a Muslim as a Christian. You should not. It's not a red flag, it's a full stop.
I actually pray for my patients
When the prognosis is bad, I pray their hearts to hope
When it's end stage and terminal, I pray our conversations lead to light
I have a group of Christian doctors where we deliberately meet to pray for patients especially bad cases
Few months ago, we had a terrible case the best of hands didn't know the way forward and the patient had given up, ready to pull the plug.
Following that rounds, I took some time in the call room to really pray for him so the Holy Spirit instructed I visit, so I stayed back after work in order to visit in the night
That night I came into the ward, had some good gist that consentingly led to conversations around faith, hope and the person of Jesus and we basically held a full blown service.
Right that night, it just appeared a new burst of hope and direction for everyone.
Earlier this week, I saw him from a distance walk out of the outpatient department with his two legs and my heart was merry!
I may not be able to go to church every time because of work but I understand that I am God's workmanship created for good works in the health sector and for me? I was called!
I’m in shock that words like ‘shrew’ and ‘termagant’ exist for women… but apparently there’s no male equivalent😳
I didn’t even know that was possible.
It’s even sadder when you consider what they actually mean.