Month: July 2017

The “GREATER THAN” sayings: Jesus vs Manna

God send manna to the nation of Israel while they were in the wilderness to feed them. He also send his Son, Jesus. Jesus told us that He is the Bread of Life.

So, what makes the Bread of Life- Jesus- so much better than manna?

Manna was the old way, like the Law of Moses was the old way. Jesus came to show us a new way to God. Jesus was a new beginning, an awakening, a Morning Star at the end of a dark night.



Manna satisfied a physical hunger, but not the spiritual hunger. John is clear about the fact that we should eat the right kind of bread if we want to live forever. The right kind of bread is Jesus.




Manna was a temporary fix. It did not last. In fact, when night fell, the manna turned sour and by morning it was rotten. And no matter how much you ate of the manna, your hunger would return. Jesus’ nourishment is long term. He satisfies not just for today, but also tomorrow and the day after and the day after… to infinity!

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Lastly, manna did not save the nation of Israel from death. Not only did those who complained about the hunger die physically (only those born afterwards got to enter the Promised Land), they also died spiritually.

The ‘GREATER THAN’ sayings: Jesus is greater than manna!

Jesus is better than Manna (John 6)

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Have you ever been hungry? Intense hunger will reap havoc on not only your body, but also your mind. It takes full control of your senses. Your instincts will kick into high gear and your nose will pick up every smell around you. You will notice the smell of a bakery or fast food outlet from afar. Your mouth will produce more saliva when it smells food, in an attempt to get you to eat.

If you have been hungry for a prolonged period, you might experience feeling jittery. Your hands might start to shake, or your knees might feel weak. You won’t be able to perform at your peak level. Your mind will wonder to food, and dwell on ways of how to get food.

This was what the nation of Israel had to deal with while they were in the desert walking to the Promised Land.

Hunger. (more…)


This is a chapter from the first book of the series! Please know that it is still in first draft phase and needs a lot of work before it will be ready for publishing.

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The bright moon shone down upon earth, lighting the forest for God’s eyes to linger over. As far as his gaze traveled, he could see no movement from any of the villages on that continent called Africa. As He looked over Congo, the quietness of the night touched His heart with sadness. The dust that rose from dancing human feet had settled. The swaying hips, the jumping knees, the shimmying shoulders, and waving hands all laid unmoving in sleep covered by hut or cave. The pits where the fires blazed were now cold. The light of fire that inflamed the dark skins of the dancers were gone. The eyes that shone brightly rested behind closed lids. The ring of glistening wet bodies that snaked across the sand existed no more. The sounds of beating drums, clapping hands, and chanting voices had long ago faded away. All that could be heard now was the sound of the animals, some snoring like the humans, others creeping through the darkness looking for prey, or hiding from the hunting beasts.

It was on one such beast that God’s eyes fell. His gaze swept right past, but then, on second thought, noticing the nearby village, He turned his head slightly until He caught sight of the beast again. It was crouching in the shadows of a canopy of trees, but when the wind blew slightly, its full head of hair gleamed golden under the touch of the moon’s beams. God smiled slightly, love surging in His chest at the sight.

The beast was a magnificent animal, strongly muscled and sharp toothed with large paws. It was also hungry. Lifting its head, it smelled the night air, never taking its eyes off the object of its focus. God followed the line of its sight to find the figure of a human male, a sentry, asleep against a tree. The spear and shield, meant for defense of those asleep in huts behind him, were hanging unsteadily from his limp fingers. For a split second He pondered the dilemma before him. Should He wake the human, or allow the beast to feast?

But then the beast moved, (more…)