The great Paschal Mystery, on which Christians reflect in faith these days, is for us a source from which we draw energy, strength and light, all of which we in Nigeria hunger for so greatly at this time. Just when we thought we had woken up to a new dawn, we realise that yesterday’s litany of woes is still with us: the Chibok girls have still not been found, the fuel queues are longer, workers’ salaries still remain unpaid, prices of foodstuffs have gone through the roof, trials in the battle against corruption remain stalled, the roads are still a wide open graveyard, the killing fields
The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfills Himself in many ways. Lest one good custom should corrupt the world. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of… If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer….. For so the whole round earth is every way, Bound by gold chains about the feet of God
(Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892), Le Morte d’Arthur.