I
was born into the church; raised in the church; live in the church and by God’s
grace will die in the church. I have joined the membership of a wide spectrum
of the Christian sects/denominations from the sometimes chaotic and emotional aladura settings to the pious and
tedious orthodox-like congregations. In my time, I have held different
positions and rubbed minds with many believers and must confess that to this
day, one of the ironies I find most compelling is the ease with which the wool
is pulled over the eye of the young Christian. It is an irony because the
church is expected to be the venue of mind renewal, yet many of its young are easily
deceived and drawn away.
