BOOKS OF THE BIBLE

My journey began at Genesis through Exodus. On my way, I saw Leviticus taking down the Numbers of people at Deuteronomy while Joshua was strongly behind the Judges to unite Ruth and Samuel  in the absence of the two sitting Kings of Chronicles who in their country had made an impromptu visit to Ezra, Nehemiah and Esther for the misfortune of Job their kinsman. I also noticed one old man called Papa Psalm teaching the doctrinal lessons of Proverbs concerning Ecclesiastes and Songs of Solomon to the community’s children.

I was lost in the teaching of this man when I heard a loud outburst; it was Isaiah and Jeremiah in deep Lamentation for Ezekiel and Daniel, their kinsmen. I eventually got to my destination only to meet the absence of my hosts Amos and Obadiah.

Thanks to the company of Hosea, Joel and Jonah while I waited for my friends. I will also not forget the kind gestures of Micah and Nahum. I was happy seeing my friends. The last time I saw them was about two years ago when I relocated to Habakkuk.

I enjoyed my stay at Zephaniah and I equally made new friends there – Haggai and Zechariah who taught me that the old practices and traditions of man will end at the gate called Malachi.

When I got back home from my journey, I noticed that the powers that be had changed the laws of the land. I also got the report that my brother Matthew and my three children Mark , Luke and John got involved in Acts with the Romans and the Corinthians who were at loggerheads with the Galatians.

I quickly sent for my cousins Ephesians and Philippians to come to my rescue. Our neighbors Colossians and Thessalonians came to the scene with Timothy who had gone to the house of Titus to teach from Philemon his younger brother how to learn and write in Hebrews. On getting there, James and Peter explained to them how we had lived the past in hatred so John and Jude opened our eyes to see the Revelation of how Jesus Christ had come to unite us as brothers.

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A NIGHTINGALE’S SONG

Alone I sat under a tree

Thrown about without resistance

By the cacophony of voices around me

Up and above in the greens

Chaos and commotion without rhythm

 

Then a voice so distinct

Changed the music from what it was

And now I enjoy the bliss

 

Up above I looked

Searching for my deliverer

The changer of my mood

Who transformed my cacophony

Into inspiring sonority

 

Gently it perched on a branch and rested

The nightingale herself

That gave the song