Where it all began
When I was growing up in Liberia, life was pretty straightforward. You woke up, you went to school, you came home, you played outside, you had a bath, you ate dinner, you went to sleep, and you repeated the whole routine the next day. I grew up in a very secure environment that moulded me into a relatively confident child. My parents raised us in a way that afforded me the opportunity to blossom into all that God created me to be. I was confident that there was nothing I could not do or be if I put my mind to it. I was very content with who I was, because I had love. Not money. Love. Safe love.
How technology is taking over
Our children are growing up in a totally different time today. The alarm on the phone wakes the kids up, and they may quickly check their social media. They could, perhaps, be at an educational facility where they are required to use tablets and access the Internet, or they may go on to Whatsapp or Snapchat during their break. Things are changing so rapidly. We live in a conundrum of movement, innovation and technology, all within our grasp. Young people are inundated with a myriad of images and influences from all over the globe.
And what is the world saying? Can our kids hear us among the clatter of endless chatter through the airwaves? My belief: yes, most definitely, and absolutely. Our voice can and must be heard. I believe that we can and should be intentionally shaping our future, and that of our youth. I intend to be the loudest voice in my children’s ear, a voice of purpose and direction in the ears of our youth and young adults in the church, and a voice of hope and determination through the media and public platforms for youth around the world. I will not leave the future of our youth to whoever wants it. And this is what I want to say to them: