Wow! One can either be the celebrant or the chicken, the eater or the eaten. In this season I pray, Dear Lord, by your abundant mercies and Providence, that none of my friends and I shall serve as chickens for any celebrant.
Rather, we shall eat the chickens – the wealth of nations; strangers shall favour us and helpers shall arise from around the world to bless us in Jesus’ name, Amen!
Written by Nnanna Uma