I ask you a question today:
ARE YOU THE ONE TO COME, OR SHOULD THE GENERATION WAIT FOR ANOTHER TO FULFILL THAT PURPOSE?
Every generation is offered a divine revelation, a truth tailor-made to awaken its conscience. The message is predestination, not as a theological debate, but as a forgotten reality of identity. No clearer message has ever been whispered into the corridors of time: we were made complete and sent in time to live a completed life.
When Elohim formed Adam, He didn’t make a prototype; He released a finished idea. Adam embodied divine completion, the living thesis of Elohim’s creative intent. When the Creator brought the animals to him, Adam did not learn; he revealed. He was named according to the knowledge embedded within him. What he spoke, heaven affirmed, for it was already finished in the counsel of God. Thus, predestination is not the script we struggle to write; it is the one written before our entrance. We didn’t come to be affirmed; we were affirmed, and that’s why we came.
Yet this generation, though flooded with information, is starved of revelation. We are preoccupied with the past, rehearsing failures, replaying traumas, and forgetting to change our garments. Like actors who never leave the stage after the curtain falls, we linger in yesterday, unmindful that the new act has begun.
The word “destine” carries within it the meaning “to affirm, to establish.” It is a divine verdict on our identity. How powerful it is to know that our purpose was not voted into existence; it was decreed. But why, then, is it so difficult for many to find reason, meaning, or direction? Who holds our manual? Who affirmed us before time began? Who can we consult to decode the pattern of our existence?
The truth is, our search for answers has often blinded us to the light that carries them. We look to noise instead of wisdom and to data instead of revelation. Our ancestors, though they lived in what we call primitive times, were often more awake to destiny than we are in our digital age. They built monuments that aligned with the stars, governed with rhythms of nature, and lived with a sacred awareness of purpose.
Our potential and gifts are predestined, yet their manifestation depends on our obedience. The divine designs, but man must walk. Heaven ordains, but earth must align. Even nature listens when man takes his rightful place. There is something within humanity that creation itself recognises. When ordinary men and women yield to their divine potential, even heaven pauses to listen. Nature responds. It is in the very nature of man to command a response from nature.
But now, I speak to a generation that has lost its posture. Mighty men have become weaklings. Princes walk on foot, while slaves ride on horses. Maidens use their voices not to build, but to tear down. The strength of young men is wasted in pleasure and vanity. We have become bold in self-defamation, loud in ignorance, shallow in thought, and yet more visible than any generation before us. We have traded wisdom for performance, depth for applause, and conviction for convenience.
Shall we not pause and ask for the ancient path?
We call the old ways outdated and the elders irrelevant, yet the wisest man who ever lived declared, “There is nothing new under the sun.”
An Ashanti proverb says, “It is the elder who has seen what the child has not.”
In our pursuit of modernity, we have divorced ourselves from memory. But a tree without roots has no shade. Our times may be digital, but destiny remains eternal.
Even an economist understands that value is not created by production alone but by the alignment of resources to purpose. Similarly, life’s wealth lies not in accumulation but in alignment to be positioned rightly in one’s divine design. Efficiency, in heaven’s economy, is obedience. Destiny, therefore, is not found in ambition but in submission to divine order.
Predestination is the reminder that we are not accidents of evolution or products of chance. We are purpose in motion, eternity expressed in time.
The garment of identity awaits this generation. It is time to change our clothes, to lay aside the rags of confusion and wear the robe of divine awareness.
For as our days, so shall our strength be.
Let us return, oh generation.
There is yet a pathway waiting for us to follow.
Let us return to the place where destiny begins.
where completeness is remembered, and purpose is rediscovered.
For I say to you who is reading this,
You are called to the very purpose or assignment you are in.
You are the elected one. If not you, then who?
You are the ordained one; the ability you need is already within you!
