COME, WRITE A BOOK WITH ME

Recently an idea dawned on me to publish a book out of my blog postings. This book would be  mostly pictorial and aims at telling the story of  how I confront my current handicap condition on a weekly basis.
Just waiting for unknown hours, days, months and even years for your miracle would seem to be a heavier burden than the condition itself. Many give up their faith in God, others simply give up  on life while many lose even the will to live.
Many of those who want to keep hanging on, holding on and fighting on do not actually know what to do while waiting.
What you do during the intervening period between your present and your miracle is of crucial importance. What about those who are not expecting a miracle of any sort; what should they be doing or how should they be spending the rest of their lives until the inevitable happens?



I think to some extent my blog postings over the past two years seem to respond to these questions. What I need now is to INVITE YOU TO BE MY CO-AUTHOR. I would like to request you to contribute a few lines for inclusion in the book by responding to these questions:

1. How did you feel when you heard the news of the paralysis of Apostle Ntumy?
2. What was your prayer for him?
3. Do you have a word of encouragement for him?
4. Have you learnt any lessons about the Christian life from his life or situation?


 Please take note of the following:

• Your response should reach me by 15th February
• You may respond to ALL or ANY of the questions
• Your response should not be more than 5 lines per question
• You may write your full name or initials and your town/city and country
• Please send me your response through this email address: apostlentumy@gmail.com
• I will shortlist your responses and include as much of it as possible in the book. In this way you will become a co-author with me

Please share this with your friends who are standing with us in prayer. I look forward to having you as my co-author.
BLESSINGS
 

UNITED KINGDOM RAISES THE CURTAIN

Praise God for another year

By the great grace of God, we have been safely seen through 2013. Just like many other people, there were many occasions bright and fair which glittered our paths, including visiting Ghana for the first time in five years. The going had not been entirely rosy but through it all the LORD took our hands and led us safely through into this brand new year.

At this time it is my greatest joy to pause and say THANK YOU for your massive prayer and moral support as I traverse this difficult phase of my life. Let us continue to hold on tenaciously to the LORD and to one another knowing that in Him, through Him and with Him, victory is assured.

L-R Mrs Martha Ntumy, Elder Obeng Gyasi and his wife, Gifty

Dr Gamael and I on an evening walk

An excited Dr Gamael

Our last visitors towards the end of the year, like previous ones, were a blessing. Elder Michael Obeng Gyasi, Presiding Elder of Emmanuel English Assembly and Manager of Accra Mall Forex Bureau. He visited with his wife Gifty on their return from a tour of the Holy Land. They are a very pleasant couple, open to the LORD and radiant in the faith.

 After them came our son, Dr Gamael Koizan, a medical doctor in Ivory Coast. Gamael was eleven years old when his
father, COP Pastor Raoul Koizan (Rtd), brought him to live with us to start Secondary School. That was in 1991 when I was serving as COP National of Ivory Coast. Young Gamael was an extremely brilliant chap, one of the top ten of his age-group in the nation. I looked straight into his eyes and said, "This is the home of champions; you will become a medical doctor." Twelve years later, that dream was realized. He got married to the only other person who passed out as a medical student that year. Dr Joan D'Arc, his wife is also a COP member and daughter of Mr and Mrs Kouao, our closest private friends in RCI. Dr Gamael is now Deputy National Director of a U.N medical organ while his wife bears the same title in the UN Food Programme. It was a pleasure having him and share reminiscences of those earlier years.

Dr Gamael and I arriving from town