INTRODUCTION

Look at yourself in the mirror; what do you see, a reflection or what? Each time I look at the mirror, I never see myself but nations, futures and tomorrow, and each time I tell myself 'if I die today without fulfilling the grace and destiny upon my life' all those nations and futures are gone.

I remembered one day as I was traveling back to school, we saw the scene of an accident and everybody was crying, I saw how they loaded the dead bodies into a wagon but guess what, that didn’t moved me, but after everything had died down a thought struck me, something told me that nations, destinies, futures, kings, lords, pastors, revolutionaries, teachers etc had just been wasted with no remedy, I started crying asking how can we gain these lost souls, asking what if the president or the revolutionary that my country is waiting for is one of the dead souls or if one of them is destined to give birth to the hope we are waiting for?

I looked into the world, trying to feel the pains of men, trying to look for a way out, trying to put myself in their shoes but each time I found myself putting these words down to tell how men had suffered, to tell those suffering that there is a way out, to motivate, to comfort, to rebuke, to extend hands of love, to tell men that there lives a God that can help in times of storms and to let them know that they are nations, they carry destiny, and most importantly they are the temple of God.

This is my genesis, I know you will be blessed, enlightened reading.  Lebile