My dear brothers and sisters of Sierra Leone, especially my beloved youths,
The Word of God declares in James 1:27:
“Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this: to visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unspotted from the world.”
Long before politics ever crossed my mind, this scripture defined my life. I was a young pastor, traveling through villages, towns, and neglected communities, where the silent cries of orphans could not be ignored.
I vividly remember my first visit to an orphanage. It was a day of heavy rain. Water leaked through a broken roof, the ground was soaked with mud, and children huddled together for warmth. Some had no shoes; others wore torn clothes. Many had not eaten a proper meal in days. I looked into their eyes eyes burdened with pain far beyond their years and my heart was broken.
Standing there, I whispered a prayer to God: Lord, why should the innocent suffer like this?”
And the Holy Spirit brought to my heart the words of Matthew 25:40:
“Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”
That day, I made a covenant with God: I would serve the vulnerable as though I were serving Christ Himself. We fed the hungry. We clothed the naked. We paid school fees. We prayed with those children night after night until tears gave way to smiles and hope was restored.
Around that same season, God entrusted me with another assignment to build Him a house. We began humbly, gathering in small classrooms, lifting songs of praise, and preaching hope to weary hearts. By God’s grace, those small beginnings grew into churches places where the hopeless found hope, the lost found salvation, and the broken found healing.
For many years, I believed this was the fullness of my calling: to care for orphans, build churches, and shepherd God’s people. Yet as I traveled across the nation, I began to see a deeper wound.
I saw graduates without jobs.
I saw the sick without medicine.
I saw youths with dreams but no opportunities.
I saw villages without clean water.
I saw entire communities forgotten by those entrusted with power.
One night, during quiet prayer, I cried out, “Father, what more can I do?”
And God answered me through Isaiah 6:8:
“Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?”
I fell to my knees and replied, “Here am I; send me.”
Then the Lord spoke clearly to my heart:
“You have served in My house; now serve in the nation.
You have pastored My people; now protect their future.
You will run for president in 2028 not for yourself, but for the children, the youths, and the forgotten.”
That night, I wept—not out of fear, but under the weight of divine responsibility. I understood that God had been preparing me all along: through the orphanages, through the churches, through the tears and prayers of the people.
Therefore, my brothers and sisters, I come to you not as a politician in search of power, but as a pastor responding to a calling. In 2028, by the grace of God, I will run for the presidency of Sierra Leone to lead with the same heart that fed the hungry, clothed the naked, educated the orphaned, and built the house of God.
As it is written in Psalm 33:12
“Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord; and the people whom He hath chosen for His own inheritance.”
May God bless you.
May God bless our youths.
And may God bless the Republic of Sierra Leone.