Wen Elisha dey sick di sickness wey finally kill-am, Jehoash wey bi Israel king go visit am kon dey kry for en front sey, “My papa! My papa! Di shariot and soja for Israel!”
As Elisha dey look, e kon dey shaut, “My papa, my papa, di shariot and sojas for Israel!” So e nor ever si Elijah again. Elisha kon tear en own klot to pieces.
Oga God ask di priests, “Pikin dey honor en papa and savant dey respet en masta, but wetin make una nor dey honor mi wey bi una papa? If I bi una masta, why una nor dey respet mi? Una nor dey respet mi, yet una dey ask, ‘How wi nor take dey respet Yu?’
Bikos even if 10,000 pipol kon tish una about Christ, na only one papa una go still get. Bikos una don turn to my pikin, wen una receive di message about Christ from mi.
Make una si di kind love wey awa God get for us. And naw, pipol dey koll us God shidren and true-true, na God shidren wi bi. Di world nor know us, bikos dem nor know am.