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South Sudan: Merry Christmas and a Prosperous New Year

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By Kur Wel Kur,

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Dear my beloved country,

As I write this note the strawberry-coloured and woolly-white materials covered the streets and neighbours’ houses, symbolising Christmas, a celebration of enormous power of forgiveness and love of God to humanity. A Christians’ faith!

However, I acknowledge fully, these two colours (red and white) in my homeland in this particular time don’t mean the same thing as in the rest of the world. In my country, South Sudan, the red flag waggles side to side in the hands of blood-thirsty and trouble makers; who even with their Christians’ names cannot respect Christmas! With their ill-intentions, they attacked the trucks carrying civilians’ food supplies on Nimule-Juba highway.

Brig Lul Koang, the spokesperson of rebels, aired these remarks:

“The gallant SPLM/SPLA Forces under the command on General Martin Kenyi marked the day this morning by closing Salva Kiir Mayardit lifeline to the outside world linking him directly to his mentor President Yoweri Museveni of Uganda.”

Millions of people in the peaceful continents and countries spent their hard-earned tax payers’ money to fund for South Sudan’s peaceful resolutions to the one-year-old conflict because people in South Sudan are, ‘such friends that they would burn their arms for them’. Millions of South Sudanese in the country and in abroad poured the visible and invisible tears for the fallen loved ones and they shouted at the top of their lungs in prayers to God so that peace may come; however, the bandits ‘with stupid thinking who keep dropping their own handkerchiefs internationally and expect others to pick up for them’.

My country is dotted with dried bones, products of war; a war, which with no peace will claim other vibrant souls; souls full of earthly lives as I scribble this note will pay for desires of securing ‘respectable and wealthy’ seats in the government. South Sudanese can explain and diagnose the conflicts in South Sudan but we need God to come into our rescue as soon as in this month (December, 2014). So I am writing this card to wish South Sudan, a country of my birth, a Merry Christmas.

Dear my country, in the faces of tribal wars, of government officials’ corruption, of power greed, of a life of debauchery, of humans caused abject poverty, and of spreading lies, I am sending this CHRISTMAS CARD.

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People of my country, God chose each of us in a swarm of sperms (4.5 million) (excuse my language) and relayed to us a job of choosing our ways out of 10 million people in our country and in 7 billion people in the world today! So we could wiggle our ways in systems and become leaders who would end up killing their citizens; or we could choose to wallow in pools of citizens’ blood, enriching ourselves with bloods’ money; or would choose to be self-proclaimed writers who shout, pouring out divisive words on other side of canyons; or we would choose none!

I can name all professions or crimes in the world today or in the past, but that’s not the gist of the writings on this card.

As I look back in the history of Christians’ faith, the Grace and Love of The God we believe and worship, is so immense! In this time of the year, God saved humanity by sending the altruistic, wise leader and saviour, Jesus.

In the lifespan of our planet and in the existence of humans, God has continued to send the followers of our saviour, Jesus, to construct nations, our country included, and to instruct citizens to make the world/ nations better place(s). So South Sudan, my country, you will be constructed and instructed by Jesus in this year coming!

With these words, I wish you a Merry Christmas and a prosperous year; a year free of bloodshed!

Yrs. Kur Wel Kur.

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