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Dear God of Israel, Under normal circumstances, I should not have written to you, the Omnipresent, simply because I, Angel Gabriel am your senior messenger. Even as I am writing now, you the All- Knowing do know all I am about to write and you are looking at me as I write. Thank you for watching me from afar and yet breathing on my shoulders. I can also see you as far as the eye can see. (Apologies to Dr. Afari-Gyan) Jehovah, unlike Angel Michael and other archangels who carry your mighty sword of fury, I am peaceful and deliver your messages in accordance with your holy orders without any adulteration. When you charged me to send a message to Elizabeth that she will conceive and deliver a son, I did so without any hesitation. But when Zachariah the husband of Elizabeth doubted my message, I made him dumb until John was born. I did so because I saw no reason why a mortal being like Zachariah will disbelieve what the Lord has said and even challenge me, your Holy Messenger. As for Joseph I spared him because when I warned him not to touch Mary because she was conceived by the Holy Ghost, he obeyed. If he had disobeyed my instruction, I would have commanded thunder to strike him. The man was lucky, you know. You don�t screw with Angel Gabriel when it comes to such matters! I am writing this letter today because the land which I have sojourned when I descended to earth is at the crossroads. I am writing to seek your blessings and divine intervention so that there would be peace in the land that your humble messenger dwells. Jehovah Messiah, there is an election dispute pending before the Great Sanhedrin of your own country, Ghana. In a few days time, nine of the Great Sanhedrin will deliver judgment as to who was the real winner of the election. Even before the ruling, the people of the country are sitting on tenterhooks and the prophets of doom are busy predicting doom, fire and brimstone. Pharisees, kings, queens, disciples of your son, Jesus Christ, Disciples of Mohamed your messenger and Pharaoh�s magicians have all called for peace to reign when the nine members of the Great Sanhedrin deliver their verdict. I must admit that I am very grateful for the concern shown by all these people. As your most senior messenger on earth, I have followed the case and have come to the conclusion that only you can bring peace to this land of good and bad people. The other day, you revealed to me that you were going to destroy this land because of iniquity of the people who dwell on the land. You mentioned armed robbery, naked thievery of state coffers, suspicious judgment debt payments, prostitution, corruption, sodomy, lesbianism, spousal killings` etc, but when I interceded, you spared the people and charged me to tell the people to mend their ways. In fact, I did but like the people of Sodom and Gomorra they refused to move away from their wicked path. I was therefore, not surprised when you rained fire to burn their markets and other national edifices. But for my intervention you were going to burn the flagstaff house, Parliament House, Job 600, Korle Bu Teaching Hospital and the Volta Lake where we harvest tilapia and turn them into Koobi, a delicacy of these people who are so much bathed in sin that all the waters of River Jordan will not be enough to wash them clean. Thank you for your small mercies. I will continue to preach to them to repent but in case they refuse to do so let the 1983 bush fires revisit them and make the rivers and the sea dry. Let all their crops die even before they bear fruits. Send locus to consume all the corn they planted this year so that they will not get tuozaafi, Ga kenkey, fomfom, Accra kenkey, koko, Fante kenkey, etew and others to eat. When all these come to pass, they will know that indeed, you are the same God who brought the people of Israel out of bondage and sent them to the land of milk and honey. God of Abraham, here I stand again before you now that danger is looming in the land that you commanded me to dwell and change the hearts of the sinful inhabitants. The other day, one of such hawks called Stephen Atubiga told the people that even if the Great Sanhedrin rule in favour of the petitioners he and his foolish solders will not accept the verdict and that they will fight. That landed him in prison. Today he is an ex-convict roaming the streets of Jerusalem, aimlessly. In the face of this threat to peace by some irresponsible sons of men, I plead again for your mercy. El Shaddai, you gave Solomon the wisdom to deliver the right justice when the two women appeared before him with the live child, each claiming ownership. You told Joshua that you will strengthen his hand as he led the Israelis after the death of Moses. At a point in time when Joshua and his troops were at war and wanted day light in order to conquer his enemies, you gave him the power to command the sun and the moon to stand still until he won the battle. Was it not you who told Joshua that there shall be not any man who will be able to stand before him all the days of his life? Stretch your mighty hand and indeed, the storm which is raging in the country will obey. (Shout Halleluiah!) You, who breathed into the rod of Moses and turned it into a venomous snake can deliver these people from the brink of war like you did for the Israelis. You see, unlike me, your irrepressible Holy Angel Gabriel, the members of the Great Sanhedrin who are going to deliver the judgment are human beings and as such they need your guidance. Stretch your mighty hand and give them the wisdom of Solomon so that the judgment they will give will bring peace to the people of this land who sit on gold and yet are poor. Touch their hearts and spit wisdom into the mouth of the one who will read the ruling. I know it is my duty to deliver your message but it is not for me to protect anyone. As you are aware, it is the prerogative of Angel Michael, your guardian Angel. Send him to join me at this time of need. Charge him to protect the nine members of the Great Sanhedrin so that nothing untoward happens to them. Dependable Lord God of Isaac, what happened some years ago can happen again. Sometime ago three members of the Great Sanhedrin were kidnapped, shot and set on fire in a forest. That is why I need Angel Michael to descend on earth with his shining and sharp sword to protect the nine members of the Great Sanhedrin. They say once bitten, twice shy. Did I hear that you intend to send Jesus Christ, your only begotten son one more time to intercede in this looming catastrophe? No, I protest. The number of Pharisees who condoned, connived and plotted to see to the crucifixion of your son have increased in numbers. They even use your name to prophesize and now they eat and dine with Pontius Pilate. You can then imagine what will happen to your son if these Pharisees lay their hands on him again. This time around if they get him there will not be all-night trial like the first time when they spent the whole night beating the innocent holy man. It will be instant justice, rough, ready and bloody. Let him stay on your right hand side until Michael and I report back to you. I am That I am, when Ivory Coast went up in flames, I was hovering in the firmament and with a bird�s eyes view I saw the carnage. By the time I descended to that land to preach peace, three thousand souls were already lost. Remember when I reported the incident to you, the fury in you rekindled and you hardened the hearts of the International Criminal Court. Today, Laurent Gbago, the son of man who caused the trouble is languishing in jail. Praise be thy name! And Lord God of Host, you remember the madness in Kenya where black people dwell? I mean the Mau Mau people who used to drink human blood. Unfortunately, I was with you when the carnage started. By the time I flew down to breath peace into their hardened hearts, one thousand five hundred poor souls were lost. These blood thirsty black people, hmmm! In conclusion, Messiah, give ear to my words. O Lord, consider my meditation. Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King and my God for unto thee will I pray. My voice shall thou hear in the morning O Lord: In the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee and will look up. For thou art not a God that hath pleasure in wickedness, neither shall evil dwell with thee. Jehovah Shalom, save thy people!!! Yours Sincerely, Angel Gabriel. (Senior Messenger of God)