When The Youth Arise

Joel 2:2b
a great people and a strong; there hath not been ever the like, neither shall be any more after it, even to the years of many generations.

I saw in one of my many visions of my beloved land, a rising of people whose number I cannot count, and whose strength is unmatched. They looked so young you may call them children. But they were old. Some were as old as to the seventh-old on the soul age calender. They had everything our fathers only dreamed of: knowledge, speed, vision (not dreams), accuracy and the ability to bring their ideas to fruition. They are  fearless, humble, patient and they have faith. They look up to hope and smile to the crying generation that, good news cometh!

I called to them by their names. Few answered. They looked in my direction and saw me holding a scroll. It was the map our ancestors charted when they met under the giant tree. For it was their custom to gather when the moon is full and dream how our day shall look like.
During those times our mothers made sure the fire is kept burning; so the evening chill shall not overpower the aged into the still night. Our sisters kept the wine gourd filled and carefully put on the soft cloth pad so that the content might not pour out.

It was on those nights I scribed what the elders said. The scroll I hold is the destination our ancestors saw us walking. They knew too well that if any of our clansmen are going to take us to where we are destined, the young must be allowed to lead. The Youth must be granted hearing in the council of elders. Nothing should be kept secret from them. They must be shown our way in statecraft, uphold our heritage and be proud of our distinctive politics. They must be allowed a time in nature so they could hear the bird tweet and the fragrance of the herbs. I wrote also what they said about letting the youth enjoy themselves as long as they hurt no one and themselves.

So the young men and the the daughters mingled in the moonlit night up into the dawning of the coming day. Joyful laughter everywhere filled the sleeping ears. The night creatures lullabyed the silent night. But I was busy writing the scroll - the way of the youth today.

I wake every morning and look around to see which young one is taking the charge. I see but a little flock. Where are the rest? I ask myself. They are coming. I am answered.

Today, the crown of the mountain is on the brink of losing its dignity. The chapels are no longer feeding the flock. Our hand findeth it hard to feed the mouth. Our children are begetting children. Our leaders willfully lie at the gathering - where everyone comes to listen. The day for trade sees no merchants but petty traders. The young man spends more days imbibing than thinking. They have refused to marry from the neighbour's home as our forefathers taught our fathers to teach us. The leading voice is dying of age...

Arise! Young people. The prophecy is in your favour! Quicken the spirit in you. For it is giving you by the Odomankoma himself. To be his eyes and ears, his mouth and voice - his son and daughter in these endtimes.
You have strength beyond your wildest imagining; you have the dexterity of a divine warrior; the treasury is opened up, the door still hangs ajar, waiting for your entering; it is of you that  the prophet writes:
Enlarge the place of thy tent, and let them stretch forth the curtains of thine habitations: spare not, lengthen thy cords, and strengthen thy stakes; For thou shalt break forth on the right hand and on the left; and thy seed shall inherit the nations, and make the desolate cities to be inhabited.

Your people call out to you, wherever you are under the sun. Jacobu has longed for your arrival since the times our elders smoked under the mighty tree that was upon this mountain.
The city set on a hill can not be lost. We are alive for a higher purpose, bigger than the mind can fathom. And we are the destiny that lead to the destination.

Get up and start leading NOW!

The land is rife for your ideas. Come direct the next step. I bet you we shall find our purpose together. For I, even I, am a youth. Our future is intertwined to our hearts so we shall move as one people. I have answers to your problems, you have answers to my problems. We are the solution to the challenge(s). The challenges are many because the solutions abound.

When are you coming home?