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Friday, July 31, 2015

Fake Prophets Be Like....

This video on instagram… both hilarious and truth laden! Got me laughing and got me pensive.

People are so desperate, and desperate people run from the simple solutions to the complicated, because less is more is a farce, but more is a more convincing truth and we have people who have risen to the occasion to take advantage of this situation, preying on the poor poor humans. The self-acclaimed prophets with the same job description as the psychics. We look for a quick fix, ‘magic’ in church that we run from the main deal… The word! We run to the sideshows, the circus houses where ‘magic’ is displayed and as long as there is deliverance ‘drama’ playing out, we’re good. We don’t care to discern if the Spirit of God resides in that house, because we can’t discern in the first place because we have refused to know the word for ourselves. We’re sold to the prophets who can tell us our eyes are brown and our mothers are females.

We’re in the last days talked about in the bible “in confusion, the lying preachers will come forward and deceive a lot of people” Matthew 24:11(MSG)
The other day I read a story of a preacher in SA making his congregation eat grass, the same preacher who stomped on their backs, who made them eat pieces of clothes and the same who made some swallow a live snake. I ask why would they go there? Because the magic that happens there is enough to captivate them and convince them that they should do what he says, because he prophesied that they have eyes to see, or something as captivating as that.

Right here in Nigeria, most houses have their TV tuned to a certain prophet 24hrs. I’m not judging, I have people close to me sold out to this psychic/prophet. Do I hear the word been preached and when I do, do I HEAR the word been preached? Do I see a Spirit filled man? No, all I see is drama, drama so intriguing, that even with my stance as a Spirit filled woman, I get drawn into the show… where the demons entertain us real good with stories that touch, and members of the congregation left intrigued and clapping profusely. Nollywood, watch out for part 5!

Driving into Abuja, you see all sorts of billboards of prophets, and right beside their shinning smiling faces are Nollywood stars… Okon, mama G etc to add flava to the service of the day, those handbills and billboard cement the fact that you’re in for one hell of a live Nollywood show. These churches are filled to the overflow… why are we so easily swayed?
Why do we let bad dreams make us foolish and afraid? Why can’t we pray against them? What happened to taking authority? Because we haven’t read the word to understand just how powerful we are. We need our pastors, but any pastor who makes you dependent on him is a suspect. If he doesn’t try to stir you towards maturing in your walk with Christ, and always has a prophecy for you, then….

Suya nights and koboko nights are not going to kill your enemies/afflictions…
Telling you that someone tied your womb isn’t going to give you a child… the word of God is! Jesus is the answer, so even if your prophet is a professor of prophecy, is he isn’t giving you a solution in the word to the said problem? Or is he demanding a fee? If yes, then you’re just in a magic show house, a circus ring, and a clown in the drama unfolding for the congregation. O, and if you have to pay for every information of doom to be spelt out for you, with no solution, I’m so sorry darling, so sorry that your mind had to be so washed up. Wake up from this sleep sleeping beauty. Let Jesus kiss you awake, and be awake to His word, to the life found in the word. Wake up and break free from this deception.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

No Stress...

The body wasn’t built for stress, that’s why it crumbles when we spend time worrying; migraines, high bps, stomach upsets, depression etc. Personally, my appetite shuts down when I’m worrying or stressed out about something. I would go for days looking normal but despising food and not feeling hungry even as much as I try to haunt out the foodie in me. I don’t eat and I lose weight, loads of weight when I let issues hold my mind captive. I also realize that I tend to need regular puffs from an inhaler when I sink into the lowest ebb of  worry.

‘Casting the whole of your care [all your anxieties, all your worries, all your concerns, once and for all] on Him, for He cares for you affectionately and cares about you watchfully.’ 1 Peter 5:7(AMP)

God never intended for us to carry our burdens, that’s why we fall when we insist on worrying, because we are carrying so much more than we were designed to hold. Our body wasn’t built for stress. We’re carrying on our shoulders what God has told us is His to carry, and because we aren’t built for all that weight, most often than not, we crumble under it in one form of illness/mental breakdown or another. Cast all your burdens on God, don’t worry if you’ve given Him too much to carry, keep throwing them at Him, that’s one of His self-assigned job descriptions. Cast ALL your cares, not some on Him. He’s got you. Cast can also be described as throwing something forcefully, so you see, we’re not to be gentle with the problems, we’re to throw them at Him, like yank them off ourselves/our minds and fling at Him… not my words, His! That's what He's asked us to do.

I’m trying to ease into that life of not worrying. It’s not the easiest thing in the world to do, not worrying… Na! It’s hard to not worry, but it’s so beautiful when I don’t. In those moments that I leave things to God, and take my mind off worrying, I feel lighter and then suddenly, I begin to see results. It’s not magic, it’s God! 

I still worry most of the time, but with each new challenge, I learn that this God, this one who says He’s my Father and calls Himself my friend and says He loves me more than I could ever think is the perfect burden bearer, the perfect comforter I can ‘ugly’ cry to, the perfect counsel that advises on what to do, and the perfect arm that gives me rest over whatever issue. With each new burden I throw at Him after life has thrown its challenges at me, I am made to realize that He’s truly got me.
God’s got me, He’s got you too!
 Remember... ‘Casting the whole of your care [all your anxieties, all your worries, all your concerns, once and for all] on Him, for He cares for you affectionately and cares about you watchfully.’ 1 Peter 5:7(AMP)

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Save the Egg!


I love my uncle E and his story telling self. But when you’re the subject of his story, it really isn’t as fascinating as it usually is when it’s someone else. Once upon a time, I was on the chubby size side of life and I loved me some bread and boiled egg… all the time! That was my joy, some turn to chocolate for comfort eating, I turned to bread and egg.

On this fateful day, I was holding my boiled egg, getting ready to peel the shell off that piece of goodness and have a good meal of boiled egg tucked into roughly cut agege textured bread with a blue band spread and a very creamy cup of bournvita.
I don’t know why I was holding the egg out of my plate and heading to the kitchen, but I was, and just before I got to the door leading to the kitchen, I slipped and fell real hard.
According to my uncle… I say according to Him because I refuse to recount that moment and admit that he speaks the truth. So, according to him, I wasn’t thinking of bracing myself for the fall, I was only thinking about saving the egg, because the hand with the egg was lifted away from the disaster, egg still in tact, while my body was wiped on the floor. Now that’s a crazy thing to say… but for the sake of this post, I’ll go with the flow of his version of my fall.
The egg was dear to me, and instead of saving myself and losing my egg in that fall, I saved my egg and lived with the consequences of that fall. My two hands would have reduced the impact, but na, I wasn’t letting go of that egg.

You see there are things that should be so precious to us, that if our world falls apart, we have our hands holding on to it to the end. We don’t let the fall take our expectation, our hope away. I didn’t let that fall take the desire for the fulfillment of my craving for a nice boiled egg sandwich away.

There’s a word, a promise from God we must hold on to even when the world falls apart. When new laws that make fun of God’s word are passed, when the political environment feels bleak, when the rent is due and the bank account is red. When time seems to be on a rat race with you and all those plans remain where they are, when your confidence is dilly dallying with your reality and tugging at your emotions and what you believe. When you fall into sin… hold on to the word!
The word that was given to you. Hold on to the word, the word that points to Jesus as the beginning, end and center of everything. The word that is Jesus.

When scoffers come and try to floor you with their own version of the truth, when they mock your beliefs and bring new ways and twists to the word… hold on to the truth of what you’ve heard and read and believed, even when you are persecuted, hold on to Jesus, the true one, not the distorted one.
 I want you to remember what the holy prophets said long ago and what our Lord and Savior commanded through your apostles.
Most importantly, I want to remind you that in the last days scoffers will come, mocking the truth and following their own desires.” 2 peter 3:2-3 (NLT)
“You already know these things, dear friends. So be on guard; then you will not be carried away by the errors of these wicked people and lose your own secure footing. Rather, you must grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
All glory to him, both now and forever! Amen.” 2 peter 3:17-18

I was brave. I chose to uphold my snack and bear the consequence of bruised buttocks. (The impact of bum on tile isn’t so nice.) Just like this scripture says…
 ‘Keep your eyes open, hold tight to your convictions, give it all you’ve got, be resolute, and love without stopping.’ 1 Corinthians 16:13-14(msg)

Something else that should be guarded at all times… your heart! ‘Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life.’ Proverbs 4:23.
When the world throws its chaos and you find yourself in different challenges that floors you, as much as you’re in the reality of that situation, guard your heart. Don’t let negative thoughts come in, even when you’re sinking in trouble, guard your heart that houses God’s word that translates to life, that says you’re standing even when you fall… guard your heart against worry, even when the threat of eviction looms. So your world make have hit rock bottom… literally (my bottom literally hit rock in that fall), but let your heart be the one thing you save even as you see everything closing in on you, for in your heart is the word, the word that is Jesus, the word that is true even in the face of the facts, the word that saves. You hit rock bottom, well, that’s not the end, Jesus hit rock bottom in the grave, but look what happened… The resurrection! That same resurrection power works in you.

No matter how hard the fall is, save the egg!

Sunday, July 12, 2015


Incense was beautiful. Words can’t paint the perfect picture of what we experienced. We wanted to see the glory, and O, what glory we saw, and felt.

The worship leaders who helped us release our worship were exceptional, it wasn’t a talent thing, or show off thing, it was truly a Spirit thing. The oil flowed and we were able to lose ourselves in God’s glorious presence.

I believe we are a spoilt generation. We get to come as we are into God’s presence… boldly! We enter the Holy of Holies with confidence because of the blood of Jesus. We don’t need a prophet to see God for us. We don’t need a Moses to see the glory for us. We have been qualified to see the glory for ourselves, and o, how wonderful it is.

Words are not enough… God came down. Just a few pictures...

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Thankful Thirty...

I turned 30 on the 6th of July. It’s so beautiful this life I live. The Beatitudes song I heard at Hillsong Color Conference has become my favorite… especially this line “If just to know you, if just to love you, what more can I ask for? what more can I ask for?”

I just read through my 25th birthday post. Here’s a little excerpt from it Five years from now? I’d be closer to the light, close enough to see my path and know where the next perfect turn leads…
I can't paint pictures of expectations; I don't have the right colors. The canvas may seem bare now, but who says that's not the whole idea. I am a vessel, grooming and waiting to be made into what I ought to be.

And  here I am, five years after… I’m indeed closer to the light, my path’s been shinning brighter, and God has taken me on paths I never would have wanted to walk on in my own wisdom. I’m still leaving my canvas bare… He’s a better painter. I still can’t paint pictures of expectations in details… but I expect the very best of the very best.

I’m thankful for this new path, for this new phase I’ve been brought into. Indeed, I am blessed beyond measure.

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Incense... A Worship Experience!


"The time has come for a revival of public worship as the finest of the fine arts...While
there is a call for strong preaching there is even a greater need for uplifting worship."
Andrew W. Blackwood

This is the essence of incense… uplifting, unadulterated worship! Where we collectively stand as the temple of the Living God (1 Corinthians 3:16), and act in the office of royal priests (1 peter 2:9) we’ve been called into. Burning an incense of worship with our lifted hands hearts and voices to God, our King, the one who loves us fiercely… the I AM!

I’m so excited about incense and the life changing worship experience we’re going to have as we cast crowns, lift hands and bow our hearts in worship.
To see this thought planted in my heart become a reality has overwhelmed my heart with gratitude. I know God’s going to honor us with His presence.
I’m thankful for the beautiful people who have shown support and our High priests who’ll be leading a congregation of Priests in worship.
Nothing is as beautiful and sweet as the presence of God, I really can't describe how intense moments of worship are. Sometimes, it feels like a lovers dance, the merging of hearts with God as He rains down kisses on me. 
I want everyone who attends to get an intimate revelation of God and experience the beauty of His glory as we burn up an incense of worship for His presence.

Everyone who comes will leave with something beautiful, because I know no one leaves the presence of God the same way they come.
What beauty...

I’m sure Incense is coming to a city near you… be expectant!
I got a couple of my friends and our worship ministers for the evening to drop nuggets of their personal revelation of worship. It's interesting to hear different views about worship.

The Worship Ministers for the evening gave us personal nuggets...

Friends in ministry whispered some nuggets as well...

Saturday, June 13, 2015

On Lemons and Lemonades... The Beauty in The Ugly.

What the enemy meant for evil, God uses it for His glory, for our good. The saying when life throws you lemons, you make lemonades, depicts this bible verse to me “And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them” Romans 8:28(NLT) When the devil throws those issues at you, after you’ve winced from where it hurts and probably shed a few tears, don’t fold up and sit defeated… that’s not it! You pick the lemons and squeeze the life/juice out of it and sip on the delicious lemonade made. Honestly? I’m not crazy about lemonades; I’d pretty much pick up the lemons and make a nice tall glass of coke with it. How? I don’t know… but miracles come out of impossibilities right?

So baby, all things work together for your good. The pain is birthing a greater purpose. The loss is making room for a bigger replacement. The betrayal is revealing a clearer picture of the world to you and teaching you how to deal.

You’ll be just fine darling. The process of making the lemonade may take a teeny weeny bit of time, but you’ll be sipping on that lemonade (in my case coke), legs crossed, by the seaside, marveling at the greatness of God as you stare at the deep blueness of the vast sea and clouds (Just like in those perfect vacation pictures we see on the internet) and laughing at the bully devil as he goes to find more lemon to throw at you.

Yes child, more… he’s pretty determined, that naughty boy, he never gives up on trying to cause havoc on Gods children. “ When the devil had finished tempting Jesus, he left him until the next opportunity came” Luke 4:13(NLT) I mean he knew Jesus was the BOSS, but that didn’t stop him from trying again. And maybe we feel like he won when he was able to get Jesus killed… but see? That worked for our good, because with Jesus alive as man, much couldn’t be done, with Him dead and risen… so much good has come to the world, the Holy Spirit lives in each and everyone of us, something a human Jesus couldn’t achieve.

So even if Mr. devil gathers enough lemons and comes back, know that the fight has been fixed in your favor child. You always win because Christ has won. He basically shames the devil, by using his tool of destruction to elevate His children… classic!
satan would get the lemons, he would throw them at you, but you would come out better than before the attack, and he would go away again, but only for a season… he just keeps trying. Silly isn’t it? But all the same, you always win.
"The righteous person may have many troubles, but the LORD delivers him from them all;" Psalm 34:19(NIV)

Get creative with your lemons, make lemonades, or like me, make coke or beautiful cocktails and celebrate your victory and elevation created from the weapons he used to pull you down.

Ahhh, the beauty of our God. Is it raining lemons in your life right now? I know it hurts, but find the strength in God’s love for you and rise up, even if you’re limping, rise and start preparing your refreshing drink, for you will need it as you sit at the table God prepares for you in the presence of your enemies (your trials, your pain, the betrayals) sipping on the juice as you celebrate the goodness birthed out of it.

I love you(I really do love you, yes YOU!), and I pray for the grace to rise and live and love and laugh despite what has been thrown your way. I pray for grace to choose to push through and live, and see what the goodness of God has for you, grace to see the beauty this pain births in you.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Transformation... All WIthin The Pages Of A Book.

Reading changed my life. That sounds dramatic right? But it’s the truth, outside salvation, reading is one of the most remarkable things that have influenced my life; it has molded me to be the lady that I am. The books I have read, bits and pieces of those precious words, the good, the bad and the ugly has taken shape and presented the world to me in a different light, and presented me to the world as a gem.

My mind has been transformed, and it’s broken through the boundaries of my surroundings from the books I have read. At a time some of my peers still marveled at bicycle wheels, I was already seeing myself flying, because my mind had already formed pictures beyond what my eyes may ever get to experience. I have lived most moments, before I physically experienced them. So while it may have been a first time for me, it was already a done deal from the pages of some book.

Our minds need books, as our bodies need clothes. Books give a good look. Not just any boos, good books that would open our minds to endless possibilities. A popular quote goes like this… “A person who won't read has no advantage over one who can't read.” Mark Twain.
There are many educated people who can pass for illiterates, because they would not read, they choose not to.

Our reading culture is declining. I live in a generation where reading is limited to a few words on twitter and the social media, anything more is labeled as boring… too much to read. Minds are locked up, minds are bland, minds are striped naked and exposed to the elements of the weather because we are too busy being tech savvy and posting pictures on instagram to take time out to read. We need to  free our minds, dress up our minds with good books.
If the minds of the next generation are not captured now, they would grow into a future where books may be extinct, more of an artifact of what used to be. We need to get children reading… we need to get adults reading!

Reading4Change aims to do just that. To create a culture of reading in the lives of children who some may say are disadvantaged in the society, especially those in the rural areas by providing them with books. (I think we need to reach out to the privileged kids as well!

I was at the ABook4Change concert recently, an event organized to raise awareness and get support for these kids. The brain behind this initiative Mr. Owoicho Apochi Nelson is undeniably passionate about seeing the lives of children transformed. Books/funds raised at the event were donated to the Adoka library and resource center, which is currently being renovated by the organization. More events are going to be held, and I believe there's going to be a ripple effect for a nationwide campaign to #readforchange
Me outside my comfort zone...
It got me thinking, this project may be geared towards kids in the rural areas and I could act uninterested, like it’s got nothing to do with me. But it’s for my kids as much as it is for them. Because my children would get to interact with these kids. It’s a future where their paths would collide, and if there are no bright minds to interact with, then their knowledge is lost on them and the bad rubs off on them. It warms my heart to think that there’s a life being changed by this project… books have done a lot for me, as I’m sure some little child is rising up from the ashes of a naked mind to see life and the world beyond their background, to see colors of the possibility of how beautiful their life can be… to press towards the reality of the pictures painted in their minds through these books.
Mr. Owochio Apochi Nelson of the Read4Change Campaign Initiative
Someday, one day, my daughter would sit in an office with a child whose life was transformed from an initiative like this, and together they would partner to change the world. There’s a lot of possibilities to look forward to with this. It was George Martin who said A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads only one. I have lived a thousand lives through books, I’m glad some child out there would have the opportunity to live more than one life because someone somewhere responded to his hearts cry to be a hand of help.
Prof. Mrs Amuta, Dean of Postgraduate School, University of Agriculture Makurdi shared her views on books... Was refreshing to know I had same views as her.

If you want to be a part of this project… contact a Reading4Change on their facebook page.

Just a few more pictures from the event....
Mr. Paul Amuta

Adakole William

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