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WHERE ARE THE JUST?

WHERE ARE THE JUST?  A Sermon Preached by Fortune Emerence Nwaiwu on Sunday 16/12/2018 . “Run up and down every street in Jerusalem,” says the LORD. “Look high and low; search throughout the city if you can find even one just and honest person, I will not destroy the city. ─ Jer. 5:1. Illustration: Diogenes, a great philosopher in Athens lighted up a candle in the daytime and went out through the streets with it, when he was asked the reason of what he was doing, he said he was searching for a man of virtue, honor, and honesty.  J erusalem is regarded as the holy land, and the people in it are special to God. But now we see that the people in it have corrupted themselves. No man of virtue, justice and honesty in every corner or street of Jerusalem. They swear falsely with the name of God, they love foreign gods more than God, even the poor who are expected to trust in God live in ignorance of the way of God, people commit adultery and idolatry. Their wickedness is bringing dest
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The Weeping Voice- Act I Scene 2 by Fortune Nwaiwu

                      ACT I     Scene 2 INT. MR. STEPHEN'S HOUSE - MORNING Mr. Stephen and his son Charles are in a room with no ceiling or furnishings.Charles recently finished secondary school and is lucky enough to have had excellent results on the University and Matriculation Examination(UME),gaining admission to university. Despite his poor background, he is wiser and more knowledgeable than many rich teens. It's now 6:30 a.m. MR. Stephen is seen talking to his only son. Mr. Stephen My son, I want you to give me your ear. His voice quakes and tears roll down his cheeks as he remembers what a fellow man once said, despising him- 'When people who have two legs to walk are complaining, what would be the fate of those with one leg? Would they walk with no much groaning?' MR. STEPHEN (CONT'D) Our elders say, 'He who tears the garment of honour  wears the mark of disgrace.' You see, although your parents are poor, we still want you to further you

The Weeping Voice - Act I Scene 1

ACT I Scene 1 INT. MR. STEPHEN'S HOUSE - NIGHT. A dilapidated two-room house; light halos a clock hanging on one battered wall. If it weren’t for the perfectly ticking clock, it would seem that the house was abandoned. But one funny thing about the owner of the house is that he refused to build a fabulous house, choosing to spend his meager earnings on education instead. Light glints in the same room again, revealing an emblem captioned: NEW LEVEL OF GLORY. The motto seems at odds with the deplorable condition of the house. An ancient black-and-white television, a pair of shoes, a five-inch foam slab covered with a torn bedsheet, an old AM radio made in the 1950s and other antiquated items are visible. Immense care seems to have been put into the   stunning flowers planted by the home owner, but the nature of the building creates a stark juxtaposition to the elegant blooms. As the flowers are maintained and the compound kept neat, one might easily conclude that the home-owner

The Weeping Voice- Prologue by Fortune Nwaiwu

Prologue Spoken in the character of Mrs. Stephen We make up our society and are accountable for anything in it. Our attitude to things is an inborn trait occasioned by our burning desires to survive in a corrupt nation. If I am unable to take a flight to the land of our colonial masters, it does not mean that I do not have any other alternative to get there. I can make a boat and sail to wherever I want to. In this world, there’s always an alternative. When one door closes, another always opens for survival. I was born to advise, and if you can understand me without criticism and heed my instructions, you’re wise. Dear fellows, we have no problem with experiencing unemployment hurdles in our economy. However, what we face in our reality are nepotism and industrial monopoly, where every office has been monopolised by members of certain families. Without a godfather, your career ambition is perhaps ridiculously defused. Let education continue to enlighten our society, and those born

The Weeping Voice - Synopsis by Fortune Nwaiwu

Synopsis This tragic play finds its roots in the alleviation of poverty that consequently leads to the deaths of weeping voices. Mr. Stephen, although a man of principle, believes in the value of education, and this interest in education rekindles his bravado to train his only son Charles, with hope of what the future would bring for him. But his expectation is dashed to the ground as employment becomes a tug of war. His son, a doomed graduate, is inadvertently knocked down by a reckless taxi driver. At this critical time of mourning, his wife faints immediately and is followed by other weeping voices. The weeping voices also witness an astronomical upsurge of corruption, nepotism and social injustice in the country. In this well-crafted play, the author tries to assert the need for vocational education because of the poor economy and lack of employment in the nation. In this vocational training, people would be exposed to different facets of skills and trades that will render them

DEDICATION

DEDICATION Dedicated to Tina Su Cooper, a U.S. woman whose husband, my editor Douglas Winslow Cooper, in his article entitled “Like a Plaintive Melody” wrote [in 2014] the following words expressing his profound grief though full of love to Tina Su Cooper, his wife: Most mornings I sing to my beloved wife, as she lies immobile in the hospital bed we have at our home: You were meant for me. I was meant for you. Nature patterned you and when she was done, You were all the sweet things rolled up in one. You’re like a plaintive melody That never lets me free, For I’m content the angels must have sent you And they meant you just for me. ****************** *“You Were Meant for Me (Broadway Melody of 1940)” by Nacio Herb Brown and Arthur Freed; lyrics © EMI Music Publishing Co. ****************** This song captures the bitter-sweet nature of our current situation, happy to be together, sometimes sad that Tina’s ill-health has limited her so greatly. She has been quadriplegic