Category Archives: Sexual Purity

Better to be Single

It is wonderful to see couples tying the knot to be one, never to be two.

As a married person and a teacher in the area of sexual purity, I can’t tell you how I rejoice whenever I see a wedding.

Yes, the Bible says that marriage protects us from being soaked in sexual immorality (1 Corinthians 7). What a joy then to see someone escaping such a “ruthless tyrant,” sexual immorality!

Continue reading Better to be Single

How To Deal With A Shy Man

A4P Guest: I am 25 years old and one of the more active members in our church. I am involved at least in two ministries and I think I consider my Christian walk with Christ good and healthy.

A4P: Good. So, what is your question for me?

A4P Guest: Okay, so, there is this guy in my church. He too serves in the church and we usually work together. I am very much attracted to him and I think, he is attracted to me. The problem is, I think, he is shy. I mean, what do you do with shy men? Continue reading How To Deal With A Shy Man

Move On!

One of the spiritual principles God has been hammering into my heart is this: Don’t get stuck! Move on!

No matter what I’m going through, God, who has so much confidence in His abounding mercy and grace, keeps on saying, “Leave that behind and move on to the next one! Don’t get stuck!”

However, for me to move on, I need to close the previous chapter well because the way I choose to close the previous chapter determines the success of my moving on to the next chapter, otherwise the previous chapter hinders me. Continue reading Move On!

From the Banko’s To You!

Merry Christmas! 
What a wonderful Christmas Day and what a blessing it is to laugh, sing and worship God with this beautiful people! Praise God. I hope you guys had a wonderful Christmas too.  
Oops! Forgot to introduce my family to those of you who are meeting them on this page for the first time: My hubby, Berhan T. Banko is the cameraman, and our children are Abel Banko (22), Lydia Banko (20) and Biruk Banko (18) and poor me, Missy. ///