Tuesday, June 30, 2026

Save me, Dear Lord

Meditation on Matt 8:23-27

Dear Lord,

The storms of life buffet me badly as I try to follow you.

I seem to be failing you and everyone else around me.

And sometimes it feels that it is all quite impossible.

You seem to be silent and not hear me as I call out.

And sometimes I am so paralysed that I cannot even speak.

Dear LORD, help me, I am perishing.

Save me LORD!

Only you can do this.

Calm the storms in my heart and in my life.

Show yourself strong as you have done so many times previously.

There is no one as powerful as you.

Do what only you can do!

Angela Azumah Alu, 30th June 2026


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Sunday, March 22, 2026

Speak your word of life that I may live again

5th Sunday of Lent; a meditation on John 11:1-45 and Ezekiel 37:12-14


Lord, I must confess that there are times when I feel deader than dead.

It feels almost like there is no hope of resurrection and like the dry bones you showed Ezekiel, there is no hope.

Like Lazarus, I feel almost as if you don't care because it's been four days since I died and there has been no word from you.

I am bound and shut in a tomb and there is no way out.


But even then I believe!

I believe your words to Martha that "Your brother will rise again!"

Even when it feels like the devil has won and there is no life left, I know that your spirit is at work and you are driving the darkness far away from me.

Speak your word of life so that I may rise again.


Like the butterfly who seems dead but struggles out of the cocoon to gain its wings for flight, I embrace every struggle that comes my way.

Speak your word of life so that like the dry bones, I may live again.

Like Lazarus, your word brings me to life and at your order, the cloths that bind me are taken of.

Speak your words of life that I may live again.

Angela Azumah Alu

22/03/26


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Monday, February 16, 2026

Anthills


The reason I love the anthills is because they remind me that growth happens one moment at a time,

That perseverance makes a difference in everything.

It’s a wonder to think that such tiny creatures could create such magnificent edifices without decades of education.

Angela Azumah Alu, 10/02/2026


photo credit: Angela Alu