During the last few weeks, I have been studying and participating in a leadership course at Culpeper United Methodist Church, my new church family in the United States. The course resonates with my desire to encourage dialogue between the different religions in Liberia, though my desire is remotely expressed in an explicate way in the course’s outline or focus. When I interact with my peers and read that we have a living relationship with God, and we have relationship with other humans that, at times, result to us feeling anger, fear, disappointment, uncertainity, jealousy, worry, and sadness, I leap for joy because God puts me, as a believer, in vulnerable positions to realize that my needs are not much different from those of people from different religions. Certainly, unbelievers need to see me, as a Christian struggle with my ernest emotions and fears that if a holistic approach is not taken to address the prevailing social, political and economic epidemic in Liberia, my country could disintegrate into all out violence and war. Similarly, if Christians in Liberia and here in the United States fail to become salt and light that transform our individual and collective communities by following the command of Jesus Christ to go and make disciples of all nations, we will sit in the pity of complicity and reflect on the fact that the only failure in sharing our faith is not sharing our faith at all.

There is no doubt in my mind that God’s hand is in this operation and that a divine purpose will bring this seemingly impossible task of raising the $30,000 to fruition, but admittedly, the oad does become milky, scary, disappointing and fearful to me.