2 Education - Jefal (Selah).mp3 — Jefal

And this is the second scroll. Education. I soar. Teacher, teacher, firebrand teacher. You promised God to always be a preacher. But the moment they made you the chief Osha, you decided to mind your business and quit being a fisher. Forgetting that you were sent to the second point, not just to mark right lesson notes and give points, but to be the priest that will guide these lambs to an eternal feast. So, to the church and the school, kai, you need a bath from Bethesda's pool. You have lost your touch, souls lost at your gates are just too much. You who taught kids to seek the Lord by making every assembly meet with God, but then, I heard you said it was absurd. After all, no be so them they do abroad. What has Mars got to do with Alpha and what business has English with Rapha? Let's give what is to Caesar to Caesar. And Father Francis who fried five fishes for five friends, we will conclude the later. You took the Christian knowledge and subtly left out the Bible and replaced our lost prayers with words and marbles. You cancelled FCS and told kids on Friday to go rest. No wonder, but they now spends his Friday touching Amaka's chest. Oh, sorry, you said it's not your fault. Aha, so how do you explain them joining cults? You no longer have a grip on them. See them 12 year olds now rocking fraternity emblem. I beg, your matter is even secondary. Let's visit the ones that are tertiary. There was a point where universities meant revival, but right now, blood cries out because of cults' rival. How is that our fault? Now we force them join? You say, have you forgotten the other side of the coin? Oh, when you banned fellowship and approved societies, what were you expecting? The Council of Prophets fraternities? I beg, you give excuses. Yes, you who God sent to be VC, but you didn't want to cut off your plug and blow up your fuses, so you decided to sign their treaties. Yes, you, you, you, you, you who should teach God, now drag his name in the mud. For the ones sent to the church, stop limping and drop your crutch. Awake from your slumber. These ideas are to put your eyes dear. You have spent so much energy seeking English blunders that your coolness is becoming hard to bear. And yes, I am sorry I shook this table because it lacks multiplication. This is for you to figure. This is God's angle of elevation. Suspense.