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Imagine taking a slow drive home. Be it in a public service vehicle or your recently acquired automobile. All is well. You expect to find the love of your life ( be it mother, father, husband, children or all of the above). You are listening to your favourite radio station or humming to your specially recorded MP3 music. You don't hear the loud bang in the distance until you find a crown surrounding a simmering remains of your beautiful home. You are too shocked to either cry, yell or even come out of your airconditioned car. In anycase, the crowd is too big to let you pass.

Enough of imagining. Thank God for the gift of life and family and a home to stay. Not many are as lucky as you are. Some are even in your neighbourhood. In this rainy season, they might be anxiously praying that the rains are not too strong and powerful to send volleys of muddy water, filled with sewage and used polythene bags into their homes in the thick of the night

Do not forget to pray for those who have been removed from their homes involuntarily due to war or famine and drought. Some - especially those mothers selling bananas at the traffic lights,- might have been kicked off their matrimonial homes, either by their husbands, or by the relatives of their deceased husbands. They have no where to go and no one to turn to. The current church might be ill-equipped to help them. The city authorities can only bundle them up on a pick up and throw them in jail (leaving starving children on the streets). The government and the NGOs might also be cash strapped. So, do pray for them, and when you are done praying, do something about it!

Adieu