“If I succeed” – 110 ministers and more!

In cities across Ghana, the President’s last announcement which names more ministers and brings the total to 110 has generated a lot of debate and furore. While party pundits busily defy logical reasoning to justify the action, the opposition, in a classical political maneuver, is demonizing the President. When Nana Akufo-Addo said he was in a “hurry,” who would have thought he was in a hurry to gain a new spot in the Guinness book of world records for having the highest number of ministers in Ghana’s history? In typical fashion, the jocose Ghanaians were at it:

“Dial *110#. Congratulations, you’re now a deputy minister!”

“In 2007, NPP was in power and Ghana was 50 years. In 2017, NPP is in power and Ghana is 60 years. 50 +60 =110 Any wonder?”

While I enjoyed the humour of the anecdotes that flooded WhatsApp and other social media, I was also horrified and aghast that this could be happening. When the President said he would guard the public purse, I mistakenly assumed he would do what most CEOs do, make hiring decisions with great circumspection and reducing operating expenditure (OPEX). Alas, time would prove me wrong (or well right).

Coming events, they say, cast their shadows. A few weeks ago when the President chose six additional ministers, we were told that it didn’t matter because they would be stationed at the Presidency. Sire, it does not matter if they were basking in the sun at Pwalungu, cruising on the Nzulenzu or minding their business in Ho Dome eating “ad)de”, they would need to be paid and have a retinue to do their bidding. Unless they were going to be working alone and for free, their location doesn’t change the fact that additional money will have to be spent. Of course those with jaded eyesight told us to stop being petty. Are you surprised then that the pattern has continued and escalated to 110? I am not.

As a citizen and not a spectator, I grappled with whether to write anything about this or just “play the ostrich.” Needless to say, I chose the former and here are some thoughts on why I think what is being done is potentially calamitous. Never mind if I plagiarized, even the speechwriters didn’t know who to attribute to and this isn’t a grad school paper. Let’s stay focused.

First, the ruling government and its pundits wrongly assume that because people have not been Presidents before, it invalidates any criticisms they make. It is easy when you are vested to assume that you have all the answers and that others are simply not “getting with the programme.” A redacted example suffices: A few years ago there was a large Ghanaian company contemplating a major decision that impacted how it would operate-they would be entering a long-term partnership with a vendor. Junior staff and their union appealed to management to reconsider their decision as their own experience with such arrangements showed that they were more detrimental than beneficial. In the same dismissive fashion that is characterizing this government, their counsel was not heeded on various grounds. To summarize, the leadership rues that decision till today and has spent much more to fix the problems this has created. The Akans have a proverb that I still don’t understand. I hope it’s applicable: “Yɛ tu wo fu aa, posa kyerɛ yen.”

While our friends scratch their groins for relief (every pun intended), there is a pattern that is emerging that is related to the first point made: the government is emerging as one that does not listen. I reckon when Nana Akufo-Addo (trust me I have to check 100 times to be sure it’s not two “f’s”), took his “listening tour” around the country when he was canvassing for votes, who would think that so early in his tenure, he would be defiant in his defense of his actions? Oh wait maybe listening didn’t do the trick in 2012 hence the change in posture? Anyway as one “leader” in the business world commented, when you’ve started your own company, you can advise me. I guess it’s a case of Biblical myopia where people remembered John 3:16 but not Proverbs 15:22 “Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed.”

My second point is linked to the idea being touted that the end will justify the means. Mark Nana’s words, “IF I succeed…” (deliberate emphasis). I struggled to pass English so forgive me if I am making a mountain out of a molehill. That word speaks volumes. He said “IF” not “WHEN.” I will leave your mind to do the literary analysis. Let me return to the main point. For the first time in my life, I am hearing the expression, “more with more.”

I’ll admit that I am not a management guru and will thus be open to learning this “more with more” management paradigm. I have free funding for some students willing to do a PhD Thesis on this. Email me please: change@morewithmore.com  It such useless novelty that I find most troubling. We seem to be smarter than the management gurus. In nearly a decade of being in the corporate world, not once have I heard “more with more” or seen a CEO willing to spend more for the sake of it. Most of us will recall how banks and other organizations over the last couple of years have laid off our friends, family and acquaintances in the name of being more efficient. The buzz word today is “lean;” doing more with LESS. What then is “more with more?”

I will resist the urge to agree with people who have said “more with more” is synonymous with “job for the boys.” Oh silly me; Nana is such a saint he would not descend to these kind of things which John Mahama was hailed to be a world expert in and for which there was condign resounding electoral loss. I am impressed with the way a friend analyzed this: if Mahama and his cronies were deemed incompetent and required fewer hands, wouldn’t the team of competent people require fewer hands and time? Maybe it’s rocket science and my father didn’t teach me enough physics although he lived and researched it everyday . Ah well, Nana has rocket scientists so we have nothing to worry about.

We see this penchant for new and more in things like the call for a new examination body or for four new regions. The principles of project/programme management which I practise daily require me to ask the question, what is the business case for these new bodies and regions? Methinks campaign promises are proving to be a sufficient business case (spare parts anyone?) I would like to see our President follow the well-researched examples of more with less rather than try to invent a new management paradigm that in all likelihood will fail.

Spectators, nay citizens, we do not need to wait four years but I guess we will have to. Even “if” he succeeds, which I hope he will for Ghana’s sake, the end does not justify the means. If the public kitty is truly in the red thanks to Bro John and his disciples, it is only reasonable to expect that our President will do less with more so he can bequeath green books to the next generation of leaders or well to his next term. It’s either someone isn’t being truthful about the state of the public purse or someone isn’t guarding it. Well when change comes you will have to ask what guard means. After all in pidgin English “baaad” tends to mean “good.”

Finally, the future of Ghana is much larger than any party, person or president. I wrote about the euphoria that attended #changehascome in a poem here. For Ghana to arrive where we want it to be, it will take the efforts of more than Nana Addo. In life, we either build on the foundations of others or build foundations for others and in most cases, we do both. Admittedly, the last John who ushered in the “saviour” may have failed on many points but was he so completely vile that we cannot find a few things he did right? Thanks to democracy, Nana, as an individual, cannot be in power ad infinitum. Whether the NPP continues on for 16 years as I’ve heard it rumoured or the NDC returns (Papa Kwesi don’t stress yourself), we need policies, controls and structures that outlast politicians and their whims. We need to safeguard the future of our children from thought experiments turned real that may prove a waste of time. Aside that we need to continue to express our opinions and have realistic expectations of what a government can and cannot attain in 4 years.

Nana is only still a few months in and it is my hope that these are settling pangs and that with time he will begin to listen and make course corrections. While I hope that he changes, I throw you a citizen’s challenge: Aside voting for change in December, what changes have you made to your own life and conduct to leading Ghanaian where you’d have it be.  I leave with this verse:

Beyond the sound of celebration,
A people who have abdicated,
Conscience with integrity vacated,
By meaningless platitudes placated,
And by promises people elected.
The people who chant change,
Adamant, unwilling to change,
Those harmonious cries,
The gory truth belies,
Change has truly not come,
Till change is born in me!

Long live the 110. Long live Nana Akufo-Addo. Long live Ghana.

11:45am
20/03/2017
Ottawa

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WORSHIP

OuTsHiNiNg

A few years ago I used to be in the choir at church

And during one rehearsal a fellow chorister asked me

‘Why do you look so lost when we are worshipping?

You look like you are not here.’

I don’t quite remember the response I gave her …

Dear Baby

At 29 years I have made enough mistakes

Than I can ever hope to admit.

And through the mistakes I realize I have been untrue in many ways

especially through my actions than my words.

But In all my sham and though my failures

My many pretenses to prove I’m strong when inside I was fainting

Through days I acted like I had myself together when I was breaking

The many times I have laughed when I had cried my insides out the night before,

Even moments I have advised friends on things I hadn’t myself proved I could…

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OuTsHiNiNg

I’m smiling at how

After more than 2years i still can’t remember half my lecturers names🤷🏽‍♀️

How more than half the time I remembered i had a quiz on the day of the quiz 🙄🤦🏽‍♀️

How somx I had a book in traffic reading whiles driving on my way to write a quiz

How there were nights I sat in my car after class and jux cried myself tired 😩

How I stayed up some nights praying for a miracle to pay my fees .

I have a vivid memory of one night after class retiring to my car thinking about how confusing that class was and thinking how little time I had to study for the next quiz and then almost immediately I thought about how I haven’t met my deposit target at work and how I was scared about my boss’s threat of a lay off if we…

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He knows how it feels

 

For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are—yet he did not sin. – Heb 4:15

It was about half a decade ago when a close friend travelled to the West in pursuit of higher education and better opportunities. The positive excitement I felt for them was tainted by a tinge of green envy (but that is a story for another day). Everything was going perfectly for them, or at least so I thought and I looked forward to my own exodus. Days turned into weeks, months and finally years and the story began to unfold.

Yaa, as we will call this friend of mine, seemed to be going through the blues and I could not quite understand what there was to be blue about living in the West, specifically the United States. Public transport worked, you got paid in much-coveted dollars, you travelled during vacations to all sorts of exotic places, you ate pizza, etc. How could that be depressing or not want God wanted for you? (Your best life now?) On most of the infrequent occasions we spoke, I could pick up exhaustion in her voice, a sense of bewilderment and a longing for home. Maybe her heart was elsewhere and Ghana was truly home.

Did all the “boggers” lie? Wasn’t the grass entirely green and the sun golden beyond the airspace of Accra, Ghana where my home was? In 2017, nearly a decade later, I made my own exodus to a different western country to pursue higher education and whatever opportunities that might bring. It was here that I began to grapple with the stark realities I lived vicariously nearly a decade ago through my friend. She wasn’t kidding and the stories that had been told were only half true. This isn’t a lament, so I urge you to read on. While I pondered these things I read something in the Bible and this experience put it in perspective for me.

It was on the cold wintry morning of  January 12th, 2017 as I read from Hebrews 4:12-16 that all this began to really sink in. In verse 15, quoted above, the Scripture says that we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weakness because he has been tempted in every way, just as we are but did not sin. It all started to make sense. I could empathize afresh with my friend and with every other person, known or unknown who had made this journey. Although ipso facto, it made real, practical sense to me.

So Jesus understands when an impure sight captures my attention and consequently my imagination? He understands that great physique and skimpy clothing can create a problem? He knows that telling that white lie or bragging is something that is easy to do? He knows when power, fame and money tug at my heart and I respond? The answer? A resounding yes!

While those thoughts did not blow my winter blues or new reality away, they gave me a new perspective. We can can come frankly to Jesus and tell Him about all those things that we are failing at (I know mine and you know yours). We can in fact have an open discussion with Him and He truly understands. There is no need to hide. And because He knows and understand, He can better help us. The thought was so comforting. He had walked this earth too!

But, for me, there is another side to the story and that is to be able to help others who might be on that same path. What have you walked through that Jesus has helped you through? You have empathy that others who have not walked your path cannot have. They have vicarious empathy but you have tangible, real, lived and experienced empathy. Just as Jesus empathizes with us, let Him work through you so that empathy brings hope, strength and ultimately His healing to others.

It’s a long road ahead of me through winter and some more seasons until I graduate but life for you and others (particularly younger) believers is longer than my studies. Let’s come boldly to Him remembering that He is not speaking from a place of “theory” but from a place of experience. He understands and can empower us and He can empower us to empathize with and be a channel of blessing to others.

Which experience are you wasting?

23-01-2017
2:11PM, Ottawa

 

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Moses!

Children destined for immolation,
Marked as a child for destruction,
Pharaoh’s daughter’s distraction,
God’s own selection,
To topple’s Pharaoh’s election,
Free Egyptian instruction,
Forerunner of today’s free education?
Divinely orchestrated salvation,
Celestial preparation,
Israel’s instrument of liberation!
21-12-2016
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Change has come!

I hear the sounds of celebration,
Tumultuous, celebratory adulation,
What is all this commotion,
That attends this coronation?
What’s this I hear?
A refrain resoundingly clear,
The days of hopeless drear,
Are now in the rear,
The painful story of our yesteryear,
The savior is here.
I hear the sounds of celebration,
Fruits of diligent calculation,
Eyes in vigilant observation,
The gift of people in frustration,
Or the earnest desire for a new nation?
Compounded exhaustion?
The result of careful cogitation?
I hear the sounds of celebration,
Such thunderous jubilation,
People freed from oppression,
Dancing to their manumission,
Victory for the opposition,
The dawn of independence,
Free from the dead goat’s indifference,
His term a past reference,
I hear the sounds of celebration,
Pain will be no more,
A story told to children -lore,
The age-old promise to do more,
Until the crowds you bore,
And thumbs declare you no more,
A shaking to the core.
I hear the sounds of celebration,
Intolerance to any words of negation,
We’re going to be a great nation,
Beginning with this Installation,
A prosperous, healthy, population,
Success seeking us for copulation,
Freed from every corruption,
Such a great expectation!
I hear the sound of celebration,
Strong and loud – forte!
As we chill and “portey,”
It’s a harmony,
Yet chanted in unison:
Change has come!
Coda
 
Beyond the sound of celebration,
A people who have abdicated,
Conscience with integrity vacated,
By meaningless platitudes placated,
And by promises people elected.
The people who chant change,
Adamant, unwilling to change,
Those harmonious cries,
The gory truth belies,
Change has truly not come,
Till change is born in me!
0938EST 14/12/2016 Waterloo, ON
0228GMT 15/12/2016 Accra, GH
#ChangeHasCome
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One reason I believe in the Bible and Jesus

For we did not follow cleverly devised stories when we told you about the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ in power, but we were eyewitnesses of his majesty.  – 2 Pet 1:16 (NIV)
For many professing Christians today, faith, doubts, and questions are incompatible. Having faith is synonymous with having no doubts, not wavering, believing promises and prophecies and not questioning what the Bible, our Pastors or even Christian traditions have to say.  As a friend once told me, “I won’t allow myself to be confused.” For a growing number of people, however, “Pastor says” and the “Bible says”are not enough; their doubts and questions must be addressed if they are to believe in Jesus or what the Bible says. Let me try to persuade you with at least one reason I believe in the Bible and Jesus.
In the heading verse from 2 Pet 1:16, Saint Paul argues that he and the other apostles did not follow cleverly devised stories but were eyewitnesses. But is his witness enough? I think not. Timothy Keller, in the book “Reason for God” provides compelling food for thought. He mentions that most of the Biblical books that detail the account of Jesus’s life were written sufficiently close to Jesus’ time on earth that if the authors attempted to create a legend or fake the story, there would be many eye witness accounts that would challenge the truth of it and provide an alternative version. He could not find any credible sources that called the accounts in question.
The second problem that emerged for me with the account of Jesus’ records in Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John was the fact that there were some differences in the accounts. In my mind, all four authors should have stated it in exactly the same way for it to be credible. As Craig Bloomberg notes, “if the gospels were too consistent, that in itself would invalidate them as independent witnesses. People would say we really have only one testimony that everyone else is parroting.” What I additionally learned from Lee Strobel’s, “The Case for Christ,” is that in assessing historical accounts, historians allow a certain margin of error or difference between accounts. If they are exact retellings, they are more inclined to believe the story was fabricated. The differences between the four accounts of the Gospel fall within the range of error allowed by historians.
Nothing drew my attention more to this than the recent social media brouhaha about Ghana’s President John Dramani Mahama. As at this writing, he has about two weeks in office. A Twitter user tweeted that he had spent the Christmas of 2015 in Dubai but following his political defeat was spending it in Bole his hometown. President Mahama’s response was that he spent it in Bole and yet the Twitter backlash supported the initial claim. Two days later, a journalist wrote an article in which he clarified that the President spent Christmas of 2013 (not 2015) in Dubai with his family. The point is that while many on Twitter retweeted and liked the initial claim that he spent 2015 in Dubai, it took just one person with facts who was as well an eyewitness to dispel the falsehood and re-establish the truth.  If all the historical claims about Jesus were false there would have arisen a journalist or journalists like this one that set the record straight.
The Christian faith is not a blind faith. As Tim Keller notes, “believers should acknowledge and struggle with their doubts.” That is the only way we can come to be truly persuaded about what we believe. True faith in God is not a blind, mindless following but a genuine seeking after God asking Him the tough questions about suffering, abortion, pride, career, meaning, pain, failure, victory, etc. We may not discover all the answers on this side of eternity but we will find sufficient to bolster our faith in Him. Jesus often questioned people or answered theirs and He still answers today.
I leave you with a simple reminder from Luke 10:26-27
“What is written in the Law?” he replied. “How do you read it?” He answered, “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’” “You have answered correctly,” Jesus replied. “Do this and you will live.”
The question I put to you is what does it mean to love Him with your “mind?” Are you coming genuinely and seeking Him with your mind?
May God Himself give you the witness that He is bigger than any questions you can ever ask. Love Him with your mind and your Christian experience will not be the same.
Selah.
1445GMT/0945EST
27-12-2016
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A new year

The start of another year,I made it here,

No, He brought me here,

To live mind set beyond here.
The start of another year,

Not everyone made it here,

The promise to live near,

To hold Him dear.
The start of another year,

Nothing else to fear,

His cross to bear,

His voice to hear.
The start of another year,

Not something mere,

A gift to cherish dear,

You being here.
The start of another year,

Still journeying there,

Preparation here,

For eternity there.
The start of another year,

Failings in the distant rear,

Eternal promises to cherish dear,

Following Him faithfully here.
0029GMT

01-01-16

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End of Year

The end of another year,Thankful to be here,

Not everyone made it here,

Happy not to be six feet down there.
The end of another year,

Wondering why I’m still here,

Purpose no longer anchored there,

Determined to make it here.
The end of another year,

Will I truly make it there?

If He returned here,

To take His back there?
The end of another year,

Accolades in the rear,

Held momentarily dear,

Supplanted by feelings drear.
The end of another year,

Who made it here?

We are marching there,

But who will make it there?
The end of another year,

With more than ear,

The way no longer clear,

Distracted by things here.
The end of another year,

Some departed – gone from here,

Some arrived – new entrants here,

Events that mark life here.
The end of another year,

Did I live only for here?

Or kept thoughts of going there,

To the heavenly city out there.
The end of another year,

Who have I held dear?

What I have I counted mere?

For whom have I been there?
The end of another year,

What things did I fear?

Which words did I not hear?

The call to come up near?
The end of another year,

No promise of being here,

With heart no longer here,

Let me live with eyes planted there.
2244GMT

31-12-2015 

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Prisoner

“As a prisoner for the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. 2Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. ” Ephesians 4:1-2

When difficulties emerge,
On faith you seek to renege,
When doubts submerge,
And you begin to wonder,
When will my God emerge?
When hope seems yonder,
And your options you ponder,
When you begin to wander,
When you no longer seem free,
When you have lost the glee,
When disappoint gnaws,
And the devil caws,
When it seems you trusted in vain,
And the pathway brought no gain.
When you’re going through it again,
Repeat!! All over again,
When you writhe in pain,
Wondering to yourself again,
I thought He came to make me free?
You, a prisoner of the cross.
Am I truly free?
If a captive of His will?
Then you must begin to trust,
When you are no longer sure,
When you can no longer endure,
When your doubts are sure,
And you need someone to reassure.
When popular spirituality lied,
And to privation you are tied,
Will you trust in Him?
When instead of ease,
Of trouble a new release,
And you seek His peace,
But another broken piece,
A heart beyond repair,
A life in deep despair,
The complaint: it isn’t fair,
Are you really there?
Please draw near,
His hackneyed refrain:

Yes, I am here,
Though you may not feel me,
You entrusted your life to me,
Have faith, I am here,
Endure hardness with me,
Have faith in me,
I see what you are going through,
There is a purpose and a plan,
Have faith,
I turn the bitter into sweet,
Only trust in me.

05-10-2015
0529GMT
Accra, Ghana

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