Conviction

Started writing this a long time ago I think in Ghana but didn't finish it. Stumbled upon it this evening and finally finished it. I'm calling it Conviction but you call it whatever. 



Are you there? Can you hear me?
Being swayed by lies, and false constants,
Constantly changing like tides.
Destruction is all you know.
Enough you say; no, that's what I say.
Friend, there is a right path, a good path.

Go along the road, try it all till you fall, come back.
Hurry up face the music, face your fears.
Ideologies escape you, they can't stay, can't satisfy.
Just going, just flowing, life passing by.
Killing joy and peace, now false peace and joy resides.
Lacking love, lacking conviction, lacking truth
Maybe it'll all end one day for you.
No, hopefully you'll find one place, but still
Open chambers of your mind entrap you.
Person you are, is not who you are or want to be.
Quickly, rapidly life goes; its grip lose your hold; time to let go.
Read the stories, hear the news, feel the earth.
Someday, you'll be able to stand, truly stand.
Truly it can happen, we all know it.
Underneath it all is hope, you'll escape; you'll land safe.
Verily, verily I tell you, yes you will.
Won it, won it, the victory is yours, take it!
Χριστου Ιησου (Christ Jesus) has won it. He's the true victor!
Yes, yes, suddenly the world in pieces comes together. Now let
Zeal overtake you, my friend, as your life is conformed and transformed to the will of Yahweh. To Him be the glory!

Kingsley

Ghana Blog 3

It was a day I remember vividly. It was August of 1999 while I was eight years old in Ghana. I knew  our family which included my dad, mom and sister, were making preparations to go abroad to America. What I didn't know was my father was going ahead of us months earlier to make some additional preparations in order for my sister, my mom and I to be able to come in November.

 I sat in my white plastic chair across my father at a restaurant in Accra, Ghana located directly across the airport, drinking an orange fanta, something I usually did not have the pleasure to enjoy. I remember it was just a get together with most of our family members from our hometown and the big city, coming to celebrate the opportunity the Lord was providing to build a new life in the U.S. What my parents didn't tell me was my father was leaving that same night to come to Texas. Being good parents, they thought I would throw a fit for many days to leave with my dad if they had told me earlier so they decided not to tell me till hours before the departure. I placed my straw in the cool orange fanta bottle, picked it up with two hands, afraid of dropping it and having everyone yell at me. Then I took a nice long sip, savoring the bubbly sensations created in my mouth.

That night had been a gathering filled with laughter as I remember it always were when my father came together with his brothers and sisters. The jokes that I understood, I laughed with them, glancing at my dad every once in a while looking to mimic his posture as any young man who looked up to his father. I finished my fanta and another one was provided. It seemed like heaven! Previously, we drank sodas at least once a year which was on the last day of school or Christmas. This time I got two sodas in one day! I was a very happy boy! My father then got up and thanked everyone for being there and shared with us the reason for the gathering. He announced he was thankful to the Lord to be blessing the entire family at large with this opportunity to move to the U.S. Then he said that he would be leaving that night to go to Texas. I remember it took a few seconds before it hit me that my Dad was leaving us before I started wailing. I do not remember if I was sobbing because I thought he was leaving us after promising we were going also, or if it was because everyone else was aware of it except me. But I remember that I cried and... I cried. All of the uncles came over to me, and tried to comfort me, even offered more fanta, but I continued crying. I recall my Dad coming over to me and assuring me that me, my sister Sheila, and my mom would be coming in three months time, and that I shouldn't worry or cry.

Here is a picture of the restaurant in June 2012, almost thirteen years after, with one of my uncles Richard who was also there in 1999.

I had what I would call a classic African relationship with my parents. Both of my parents were discipliners and comforters. They were both school teachers and knew how to guide children. I had a different relationship with each of them. I loved to wrestle my Dad, which most of the time ended up in crying to my mom. I always hoped to one day beat him as he would twist my arm till I was halfway laughing and halfway crying. I could never beat him. He would always play tricks on me and run away laughing and I would chase after him as if I were the parent. I enjoyed those times! I also loved how I would fall asleep after dinner at my grandmothers house and he would pick me up on his shoulders and carry me back to our house and I wouldn't know how I got back to the house the next morning.


Here is a video of my grandmothers house. If you have read my Christmas blog, at the end of this video, you will see where we took the 1998 Christmas picture that is posted on my christmas blog.

 There was a profound bond between my mother and I too. I was a clingy child. I would cling so much to my mother that I remember her always asking me if I wanted to go back into her stomach and and be born a second time. I would laugh at her and hugged her all the more. With my Dad it was doing manly things like going on bike rides to the deep village to get pineapples; going to our farm together to see the crops; and wrestling. Those were the activities that bonded us, and I thought that day at the restaurant in Accra it was all over. My mother was able to comfort me that night from the pain of feeling disunited from my father for months. My father immediately called upon arrival to the States and told us he was preparing the place for when we would come, and that I should continue to behave well.


November arrived, and on the 9th, twelve days before my ninth birthday, we finally arrived in New York. On the 10th, we had finally been united with my father again. What I remember that day at the restaurant in Accra is the hurt of my father leaving, and for a moment thinking if I would be seeing him again. As a young boy, I felt the pain of disunity. We have all felt that pain in many ways. The story I just described could be a small one. We have all experienced it in big ways and small ways. I do not think there is nothing like the pain of disunity. The pain seems to be never-ending. It reaches deep within the inmost part of being and shakes our perception of how we think things should be. Years later, when my family had a foundation in the States, both of my parents had a job, we had our own apartment, and I continued to feel the pain of disunity as time spent with our family decreased. At one point after arriving in the States, our family was having devotionals every Saturday morning, singing songs, praying, and reading the Bible together. I thank God for being rooted in those traditions even though then I did not like getting up early on Saturdays and missing out on my favorite cartoon shows. When my family departed from these devotions, confusion was seeping into the relationships of all of us, and I continued to feel the pain of disunity. I felt disunited from my parents, and it felt unbearable in my teenage years. Disunity is the foundation of most of our sorrows and until the patches are mended, we will continue to feel the most profound pain known to man, to be disunited from each other, and to feel disunited from God. I think it is one of the deepest pains we can feel. It is the pain of Adam and Eve sinning and being banished from the garden of Eden. Disunity is the pain of a mother weeping at her teenage son's funeral. It's the pain of a married couple having to deal with the death of their infant child. Disunity is also what Jesus momentarily felt on the cross. We miss a point of the cross when we restrict it to the physical pain and suffering of Christ. Jesus was whipped, tortured, and slaughtered, but then felt momentarily disunited from God. That is a profound pain! The sins of the world, the sins of you and I, placed on the Son, Jesus Christ momentarily disuniting him from the Father so that we might be united with him forever. What a complex yet a beautiful story! I am thankful that the victory is God's and has been since the beginning! This story does not end with disunity but with UNITY. Jesus restores and reconciles all things! And as with the Apostle Paul in Romans 8:18, I can say that the present sufferings is not worth comparing to the future glory that will be revealed in us even though right now, v.22, we and the whole creation groan as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time, groaning inwardly and eagerly waiting for our adoption and redemption. Oh how I long for it!

  Understand the most common promise in the Bible is not about blessings or heaven but is the fact of God saying "I will be with you". He said it to Enoch, he said it to Noah, Abraham, Moses, Sarah, Jacob, Joseph, Mary, Paul, and the Disciples. And he is saying that to you no matter where you find yourself. Walk with him. Love him. Be faithful to him. He will call to you and walk with you.

Ghana Blog 2: The Village

Think of all the different names you have heard the earth called. First, we have the common name "earth" and then "world" which can sometimes mean the entire universe. Then some call it the "Blue Planet". Scientist would probably use the name "Terra", which is Latin for earth. Some are even familiar with the phrase the "Third Rock from the Sun." Those are the names I personally hear when someone refers to the planet that we live on. The English Bible uses common names that we use everyday to refer to the earth also. There are circumstances that cause us to somehow have a magnanimous perspective of the world. While also there are occurrences which cause us to believe we live in a small world. For example, when I met a young lady volunteering with Mission Arlington at a pool party that my church was witnessing at, she asked me what college I attended, and I responded that I go ETBU. She then quickly followed with if I knew a girl that went there, and I did, which caused us both to say that it is a small world. We all have occurrences of that sort. There are various circumstances that shape how we view the world. Truly, it's a big big world as the children's television show would state it, but sometimes it seems it is also a small world. What I am leading to here is the expression I heard during conversations with people in Ghana.

Somehow, the world has become a big village to some people in Ghana.

It was not only individuals that had this perspective but it seemed to be an idea that I believe most of the people in Africa are adopting. This is their reasoning. Because of the availability and advancement of technology for communication to move at a rapid pace, it seems that a person in Africa can hear about something happening in America immediately after it happens, making it seem like America is just right down the street. Also, what happens in America somehow affects the people in Africa. For another example, the recent tragedy that took place in Colorado has crept into conversations of people in Ghana and has caused discussions involving morals. And also, the sudden death of Ghanaian president John Atta-Mills this week has sneaked into conversations of individuals in Europe and America. Please do not misunderstand me, it is not only that people are only talking about things that are happening around the world, but now people are able to feel and share in the pain and joys of others in other places when events take place. Also, we could look at this economically, as in how the world's market is significantly interwoven. The hard work of farmers in Ethiopia affects the productivity of businesses around the world. If you like chocolate, you will like this fact, did you know over 90% of all of the worlds chocolate production comes from West Africa? Doesn't it matter to have knowledge of how chocolate companies get their cocoa?

 So it seems that we are living in a world (village) this is very interrelated. So interrelated that we can call it a village. I instantly took an obsession to the village idea of the world, I think mainly because I have been chewing an African proverb and a quote from Dr. Martin Luther King Jr for quite some time now.

Dr. MLK Jr said:

"All I'm saying is simply this, that all life is interrelated, that somehow we're caught in an inescapable network of mutuality tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly affects all indirectly. For some strange reason, I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. You can never be what you ought to be until I am what I ought to be. This is the interrelated structure of reality."

And the proverb says: "It takes a whole village to raise a child."


Here is an explanation of the proverb from an African proverb website. Afriprov.org.

"The basic meaning is that child upbringing is a communal effort. The responsibility for raising a child is shared with the larger family (sometimes called the extended family). In general this Nigerian proverb conveys the type of worldview that emphasizes the values of family relationships, parental care, self-sacrificing concern for others, sharing, and even hospitality. This is very close to the Biblical worldview as seen in scripture texts related to unity and cooperation."

As much as I enjoy children, I do not mean for this blog to be strictly about children and their upbringing although raising children is directly included to the idea that I am writing about. The idea is that no matter how hard we can try to praise individualism and reject the idea that our actions directly affects those around us, the fact remains that the world is woven intricately by a Creator and that we will always bear blessings or curses from the actions of others. This is a very big idea that I did not create and cannot thoroughly write about. In short, all I am saying is to deeply care for all people and be the best we can be individually, while keeping our immediate communities in mind and the larger village (the world) in mind also. The first words of Jesus as he began his ministry was "The time has come. The kingdom of God is at hand. Repent and believe the good news." Jesus brought with himself a new kind of community. That is good news. It is good news that he died on the cross for the sins of the world and that we rose after three days, and that he will finish his work of building a new people. The kingdom of God is that which contains self-sacrificial love and concern for others, sharing, and hospitality. Would not that be incredible if the whole world (village) had this kind of love? And in which we could all proclaim all the wondrous works of God throughout the entire land?


Kingsley

Ghana Blog 1: Never Fear, Only Trust & Obey.

All the glory must be to the Lord! For he is more than worthy to be praised and adored. We thank God for sustaining and watching over us. We know that it is him only who provides strength and joy in all that we do. The Lord has been so faithful to us!

Usually, people say that the older you get the more you have to become more and more independent, but I am learning the reverse. Which is the older I get, the more I realize I have to become more dependent. I am learning to cherish the idea that on my own, I am nothing. Because of human nature, it is a difficult thing, but it seems to be the only resort to living an obedient life. I am continuously learning (even in some painful ways) that it is only God who makes all things possible, therefore I have to cling to him and his promises because my life and all life depends on him! My hope is in him all day long. I will write it again, my hope is in him all day long. What would seem like a disappointment of thinking that I am living a faithful Christian life is not believing and trusting in the saving power of Christ in everything. Therefore, my hope is in him all day long.


I promised a few people that I will be writing blogs during my time in Ghana but because of the internet situation there, I was reluctant to. But I did journal, and the upcoming blogs will be an elaboration of the things I wrote down during our four weeks in Ghana.


Psalm 24:1 says "the Earth is the Lord's, and everything in it, the world and all who live in it." Then the writer, David, goes on to state how the creation of God can bring glory to him, the Creator, and worship him since all life depends on this one God. David continues to write that the person who has clean hands and a pure heart, who does not commit idolatry and swear falsely, that person may ascend the holy hill of the God and stand in his holy place. Verse 5 states "[he/she] will receive blessing from the Lord and vindication from God his Savior. The work that God is doing in this world is primary. And the utmost blessing in this life is joining his work not because he needs us but because we need him. God is gracious to all people from everywhere, whether it is people from Antarctica, Asia, Africa, Australia, Europe, or the Americas. God blesses and shines his face upon all who love and fear him.  In another Psalm, chapter 67, the writer describes how all the ends of the earth will fear him, which is God being gracious to all people and in turn his ways being made known on this earth and his salvation among all nations. This will all total in the people and the nations praising God in gladness for what he has done. May the nations be glad and sing for joy! We have a reason to be glad and sing for joy because of what God is actively doing. It becomes our joy to set all things aside that we deem important and take up his calling on our lives. Which is to love him, fear him, praise him in gladness and in songs even when we think it is impossible. God has not forgotten about us but is smiling down upon us as we march triumphantly with him in the heritage of victory. Victory already rests with him, so let us trust and obey..


In closing, I wish to declare the same words of David in Psalm 71: 14-15. As for me, I will always have hope; I will praise God more and more. My mouth and lips will tell of his righteousness, of his salvation all day long, though I know not its measure.

Home Sweet Home

Our time spent in Ghana has been extraordinary. An detailed blogspot discussing our time and stories for the trip should be expected a few days after our arrival back into the States. But for the mean time, I would like every one to know first that, God is very good, and secondly, we are doing well only by his grace in our time in Ghana. Our primary schedule shift a bit but we were able to adjust. The first week was great, meeting family and the locals and conversing with them. And the orphanage week was spectacular. The children and the staff at Ryvanz Mia Orphanage were kind and tenderhearted. We enjoyed every single second that we got to spend with the kids. This week is evangelism with Rock of Ages and then meeting some more family before our return to the States. Thank you all for your prayers and please continue praying for us. Unto the Lord be the Glory!

Prayer List!

This list is by no means exhaustive, I just humbly ask that my group and myself may remain on your heart and mind especially for the next two months.

I pray for you right now that through this, God may open or continue to open your heart and mind to the realities of this world and not shy away from these difficulties that we face but rather plunge in and fight the good fight with other soldiers of the gospel. I also pray that joy will overtake you wherever you are, I pray the love of God will permeate all that you do.


Pray for the softening of our hearts as we prepare to enter a culture other than what we have currently been in.

Pray that we may be totally dependent on the Holy Spirit's leading.

Pray for those that we would have the chance to interact with, pray that our conversations may be fruitful and seasoned with salt, to build others up.

Pray for the faces that will soon be engraved in our memories, that we may offer some word of encouragement or whatever need be so that God's work will continue.

Pray for the country of Ghana, and the Christians that are already in the different communities presently and are laboring to spread the good news.

Pray for the continent of Africa, that in the midst or all that is going on, war, famine, disease, whatever it may be, God will continue his work of building a new people, with a new hope and love that will stand for justice, peace, and equality.

Pray for the leaders of all the African countries, I believe that we live in a world in which everything is interrelated, what one person does directly affects another. What Togo does affects Ghana. What Ghana does affects Burkina Faso and South Africa. What South Sudan does affects Sudan. Click here Pray for these leaders and that their administration will perform tasks unselfishly and serve the people in a constructive manner.

Pray for sincere humility that seeks the interest of others before our own needs.

Pray that we may rely on divine strength when our finite strength reaches its limits.

Pray that we may take care of ourselves physically.

Pray for us to speak the word of God boldly and with conviction.

Pray that we may have balance and joy in all that we do.

Pray that love may be manifested and abound for those we meet.

Pray for us to have wisdom and discernment.

Pray for clarity when we present the gospel in the different contexts.



This is not all but will get you started. Thank you very much & God bless you!



Kingsley

Prayer for Ghana!

We thank God, the creator of the heaven and earth. There is none like him. There is none besides him. Lord, we give our lives and breath for the purpose of your will. Let your will be done on earth as it is in heaven!

My primary intention in writing this blog, is to beg you to keep me and my group in your prayers especially for the next three months. I want to thank everyone who has already been praying for the process of our trip to Ghana. I am very grateful! Thank you very much! Do not cease praying!


The process of planning and ironing out all the details of the trip are going good, but given the situation, there are some minor things that would probably not be absolutely certain till we step foot on the West African soil but we are fully confident and stand firm in God's watchfulness and provision. The plane tickets are bought. Yes! Praise the Lord! And it is only a few weeks away till we arrive in Ghana. My excitement juices are boiling and are overflowing. If I could, if it were possible, we would leave right now! But... we have to finish up the semester. Praise God for bringing us through another school year. There has been several people, organizations and churches that have assisted my group in going to Ghana, I am so thankful for their faithfulness. I thank God for their lives, they are just as much part of this trip to Ghana as us that are going. I want to reintroduce what our time in Ghana is going to look like, and my prayer right now is that these things may be on your heart and mind so that you will continuously lift us up in prayer. Prayer is key. I believe in wholehearted unceasing prayer. Please be praying for us as a group. Please be in prayer for me! Here is how our time in Ghana is going to kind of look like:


1) Leave DFW May 13th, and arrive in Ghana Monday morning on the 14th.

2) Spend 3-4 days in the capital Accra learning about the people and exploring the history and culture of Ghana.

3) May 16th, arrive in Dzodze (where most of our time will be spent) meet family and friends.
----Continue planning details of  soccer outreach with partnering churches and schools in the community.

4) May 20th- 26th, Orphanage Week. We will be spending a week with Ryvanz Mia Orphanage in Kpando, Volta Region, sharing the love of Jesus Christ with children ranging from ages 1-18, and also lending a hand in some grounds-keeping work.

5) May 28th- June 1st, Carry out community outreach, and pick-up soccer at school fields. We will also be volunteering at St. Anthony's hospital serving those that are sick and in need.

6) June 2nd- June 6th, Visit more family members and friends and pick-up soccer.



I, being an African, I'm very terrified of having a schedule this strict (some might not even think it is strict), but if you understand my context, you know what I mean. Allthesame, I know it does not take a genius to decipher that there is absolutely no chance our four weeks will go exactly according to our schedule. I am thankful for the learning experience that this is going to be, and all I can do now is prepare the best that God has enabled me, and pray for the Holy Spirit to fall afresh! I will be addressing topics to be praying for in an upcoming blog as the list continues to develop in my head. But one thing I know for sure, is that Ghana, the USA, or any other country in the world needs more of God's Spirit to permeate and transform lives physically and spiritually. Pray that my group will be seekers of God and His Spirit. Pray also that God's love will guide us in conversations and interactions.

I better stop here, and save the prayer list for another blog like I promised.

Be blessed and know the God is moving and working in this world. He has been from the beginning!


Kingsley

Akpe Mia Da Na Mawu

This blog has been brewing inside of me for quite some weeks now, and it has come to the point that I cannot hold it in anymore. I have to share! First of all, I would like to say that our God is so good. God is good, God is good, Oh God is so good! We thank you God! Unto You Lord be all the glory; great things You have done, and greater things You will do!


I am one of those persons that will always insist that we should always praise God or declare that God is good despite our circumstances just because of who He is. God has to always be good because He is God! And I want to take this blog just to brag about the goodness of the Lord to me personally. Oh I tell you He is so good to us, He is too good to me. Every once in a while it is necessary that I pause to ponder on the goodness of God and think about where he has brought me and my family from, all that he has brought us through, and where he is taking us. Well, I was brought to that state of reflection again once during the Christmas break while I was talking to a friend of mine. He tells me he reads my blog and he doesn't know that he has been an encouragement to me to be who I am through our conversations, God bless him! He was telling me about stories concerning his family while they were in Africa. He explained to me about their situation as I stood in his bedroom. Most of my conversations with my African friends mostly include looking back at where we came from and simply sharing laughs about our circumstance (I imagine any African reading this right now would agree with me.) This conversation started off as one of that type, reflecting and laughing, but it got serious quickly as we were both forced to pause and to acknowledge that the mighty hand of the Lord was the only thing that had brought us through. He told me of how him and his parents and brothers were living in a refugee camp before they made the move to the United States. They had been forced out of their home because of war and had evacuated to a refugee camp where his family had no other choice but to share a single mat to sleep on at night and eat whatever food was available. Upon hearing his story, I could not help but also reflect on how the Lord had been working in my own family's lives. I said a quick silent prayer to the Lord thanking him for all that he had done for us.              


A couple of weeks ago while I was at school, I laid in my bed late at night unable to sleep. My thoughts jumped from place to place, from this to that, and then suddenly, I was reminded of my conversation with my friend. I laid in my bed as hours passed by, and I found myself weeping tears of joy and gladness repeating the phrase "thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord." My thoughts went as far back as when I was a sickly child wrapped in the arms of my mother at the brink of death, and to that all I could say was "thank you, Lord." I thought about those days in the country of Ghana when the land was stricken with droughts to the point that it was difficult to find or grow food, but yet we survived, and to that, all I could say was "thank you, Lord." I thought about my family having the opportunity to come to the United States to begin a new life, and to that, all I could say was "thank you, Lord." I thought about that cold winter night in the city of New York when our plane landed and we were clueless about what was going on or how things were and where we would go or stay that night, and God (I love Him) spoke to a man that had sat next to my mother on the plane from Ghana, and he provided us a place to stay for the night. Who knows what would have happened to us if it was not for the grace of God on that incredibly cold winter night, and to that I said "thank you, Lord." I thought about our church members who came to the airport to welcome us that midnight and gave us jackets to shield us from the cold air that we were certainly  unfamiliar with, and to that, all I could say was "thank you Lord." I thought about the days upon graduation from high school and thinking about how I was going to pay for college, but in the end, he provided and to that also, I said "thank you, Lord." I could go on and on but the thing is, I would go on and on. There is no end to the goodness of the Lord! I thanked God and sang that late night loudly and unashamed as I wept to the point that my pillow was soaked with tears dripping down the side of my face. I was overwhelmed. I flipped the pillow to the other side only to have produced the same results. I began singing this Ewe song that we always sang at church and at family devotions it goes something like this:

"Akpe mia da na Mawu
Akpe mia da na Mawu
Akpe mia da na Mawu
Mia da na Yesu
Mia da na Mawu
Akpe mia da na Mawu
Mia da na Yesu
Mia da na Mawu"


The song translated would go something like this:

We give thanks to God, give thanks to Jesus, give thanks to God.


Paul, the apostle, in his letter to the holy and faithful believers in Christ in Colosse, writes for them to let the peace of Christ rule in their hearts since as members of one body, they were called to peace. Then he tells them to be thankful and to let the word of Christ dwell richly within them as they teach and admonish each other with all wisdom, and to sing psalms, hymns and spiritual songs with gratitude in their hearts to God. Then he adds that whatever they do, whether in word or deed, to do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ giving thanks to God the Father through Christ. If I can, I would like to encourage you with these same words. Give thanks to the Lord for he is good! Think about all that he has done for us, all that he has done for you.


I end this entry as I began. Thanks be to God, the Father of our Lord and Saviour Christ Jesus who looked down on us with great compassion and love and provided a way for us to be reconciled to Him forever and ever. To Him be all the glory and honor, and power now and forever more!

Shirts for Ghana!

Shirts for Ghana are here. I'm excited about them! Here is what they look like!

The writing in Ewe says, "Let all the people praise You"

Here is what the front and back looks like. The back is Revelations 7:9-10

 We will be selling this shirts till departure for the trip. I can bring you some, or ship some to you... or whatever I can to get it to you when you buy some. :) Thank you so much for your genorisity and support! They are $15 dollars each and we can work out a deal if you want to buy multiple :)

BELOW IS A LINK TO MY PAYPAL ACCOUNT WHERE YOU CAN DONATE!! I WILL RECEIVE YOUR ADDRESS OR YOU CAN EMAIL ME YOUR ADDRESS YOURSELF AT KKADOM@GMAIL.COM AND I WILL SEND YOU A SHIRT!!
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-Kingsley