|Gospreneurship — Are they looking for God or gold?|
|Friday, 14 September 2012 00:00|
Reflections Isdore Guvamombe
ogre, some are more equal than others, and claim to be more closer to God than others.
Do the elders with cotton tuft heads not say, all that we do on earth, we shall account for it kneeling before God in Heaven, for, an egg never sits on a hen? It is vise versa!
Reading a copy on the auction of second-hand clothes of one of the most illustrious Zimbabwean tele-evangelists or call him Gosprenuer, Spirit Embassy church founder and leader Prophet Uebert Angel, hey, this villager thinks winches of heaven must have opened floodgates of good fortune for him.
His pair of second hand socks went for US$1 500; a tie US$700; another shirt US$4 000 and an air rifle US$5 500. A portrait of Prophet Angel and United Family International Church leader Prophet Emmanuel Makandiwa and their spiritual father Prophet Victor Kusi Boateng of Ghana also went under the hammer at US$7 500.
Yes, did you get it right dear reader, that our prophets have a spiritual father other than God the Almighty?
“I know my brother and his taste for style and classy things, but tonight, some of you will go home as proud owners of some of that stuff.
It defies logic to buy a shirt for US$10 000 just because a man born of woman once put it on. Does it not?
God or God. Great God of Heaven and Earth why not liberate the land of Munhumutapa from worshiping other people who are not You? Does that not mock You, Father? God and oh, God! God . . . God.
The village soothsayer, the ageless autochthon of knowledge and wisdom says readers must play Hosea Chipanga’s hit song Mwari Pindiraiwo.
This villager is an epitome of poverty and so is his entire ancestry lineage, but honestly, how can one spend US$10 000 of a second hand shirt? If socks go for US$1 500, this villager is sure this is the end of the world. The end is nigh! This villager needed to sell his five cattle to buy Angel’s stockings, just because the man of God once wore them!
In my small village we might all need to jointly sell our cattle in order to afford buying the man of God’s shirt. This villager was looking at journalists who drive a personal car and found out that very few drive around in cars worth more than US$10 000, hence even if they had sold their cars, they could not afford that shirt.
This villager cannot stop but wonder if God is found in those socks, this villager cannot help but wonder if God can be found in that shirt and tie. In any case, who would know that the shirt I am wearing is the one once worn by the Man of God?
Are we not worshiping the shirt, the tie and the socks? What is Godly about them? Are we different from those who worship idols? The more avid reader of the
Bible would probably read Luke 23:34, which explains how the soldiers who killed Jesus, shared his clothes.
“Making a whip of cords, he drove all of them out of the temple, both the sheep and the cattle. He also poured out the coins of the moneychangers and overturned their tables. He told those who were selling the doves ‘Take these things out of here! Stop making my Father’s house a marketplace!’ His disciples remembered that it was written, ‘Zeal for your house will consume me.’”
In the village God is too huge a figure, too feared, too respected, too important and too distant for any one single person to claim to have exclusive and express access to Him. Going to God involves an entire ancestral lineage, passing the message from one foregone generation to another and hence it is a misnomer for small boys to claim to have access to God.
It is tantamount to belittling the Almighty. Again no one is expected to make money with God, but to seek His hand in making money. Once again this villager expects backlash from pseudo-Christians and not real Christians, for one does not plunge into the river in winter and then run away from the cold. It is expected!
Then, perception becomes reality. Fear of the unknown transforms into gullibility and anything that one has can easily be given away to the few who are enterprising and claiming to have express access to God. The poor, the hungry and the less fortunate, get seriously under pressure from the fortune-tellers that they part with their meals and even go hungry, after being hoodwinked that they are investing in God, by these enterprising smartly dressed self-styled prophets.
These are the latter day businessmen, entrepreneurs or gosprenuers, using the bible to line their pockets, while milking the sick and the suffering of their hard-earned cash. Religion then provides the much-needed smokescreen behind which these men hide their gosprenuership. It is the biggest and fastest growing industry in Zimbabwe and beyond. Are we looking for God or gold? Or, is the sun not the mother of all torches?