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"I write for the unlearned about things in which I am unlearned myself." - CS Lewis, Reflections on the Psalms

Saturday, June 30, 2012

Rock Those Heels...

A girl who understands the workings of heels and finds a way to get comfortable in them even in her discomfort is to be admired. Her steps though seemingly careless, are discreetly calculated and well executed… She struts the walk, and is labeled as smart, confident, stylish and classy amongst other things. It gives her a great body posture, while making her legs look longer, nicer and you know, it sort of, kind of gives a slender look, it is THE magic fat buster. On the other hand, get thee away from those heels oh woman who hath struggleth to taketh two steps in heels.
It isn’t such a nice sight seeing women struggle to walk in heels. I was at a wedding the other day and marveled at it, heels are meant to give you a certain swag, but it just makes them look… you know, what’s the word? The calculated steps are obviously calculated, as they hobble in sky-high heels. Your heart beats for them with every step they take, praying for their sake and the sake of womanhood that they don’t trip over and fall… We nod in approval when they fall, and humbly accept a pair of flats after they rise in shame. We wonder why they don’t just wear flat shoes and be comfortable and save the human race from massive heart attacks for each step they take. 
But you really can't blame her for wanting to be in heels, because as uncomfortable as it is, It is a woman’s pride (well some women) the pain that comes with it is just a sad and unfortunate consequence of wearing heels… Thus She would take the discomfort and awkwardness any day as long as she can stand tall, regal and proud. Her reward is catching a glimpse of herself as she walks past a car or window... that moment... Priceless!

Salvation is like a pair of heels. Not everyone wants to wear the sky-high heels of righteous living. It is awkward and uncomfortable… But some take it on and practice the steps to near perfection while others struggle with it. The fact that it’s uncomfortable doesn’t mean you choose to drop it and appear underdressed in flats for the classy event of life. You walk the killer walk, even though your feet is about to bust, you dance and prance around like its no big deal, and if you trip on your heels and fall, by all means, you get up, adjust the shoes, refuse the flats and limp a little and then walk with pride all the way… even when you wobble. 
Salvation gives your soul poise, understated grace and elegance… it gives the best look. Makes you stand out in the ball of life. It may be uncomfortable, but that’s the price you pay for class. Salvation should be our pride, we should arrive at that place where we pick salvation over acceptance.
Who says salvation is easy? But it is the best accessory you wear in life. It’s what gives you the oomph factor, even though you have to deny yourself certain comfort/pleasures to have a fulfilling life.
Dress your best and wear a pair of flats for comfort and you ruin the look. You don't literally stand out in the crowd. You can do what the world does comfortably in flat shoes, not a care in the world. Do everything against God’s will, the norm of the world, without a trace of guilt, its your comfort zone. There are moments with heels, when you begin to limp a little, you look at those in flats and sometimes sigh, it feels they have it so easy, and you want to find one of those ballet flats vending machines and get one to cool your heels.(yes, there really are shoe vending machines)

We strut in heels and the damage to our body is... well it is what it is. Salvation hurts our social circles, but Pain isn't the goal of salvation, it is just an unfortunate side effect, and that shouldn't be a reason to pack it all up.
Literally we kind of pull a face at ladies who don’t walk the strut in heels, but non literally, when God sees those who struggle, He knows they want to look good, that’s why they’re desperate to wear heels of His salvation. He’s watching them and even when they wobble, He doesn’t cringe at their lack of understanding, like we humans cringe and tap ourselves and snigger when we see a lady struggling with her heels. He doesn’t, He gives them a helping hand and urges them on. 
If you fall down in the walk because of the high standard and discomfort salvation has put you up to… dust yourself up and rise again, adjust your shoes and keep walking, a saint is a sinner who falls down and rises again and again and again.
Some would rather wear flats… its more comfy, but then you don’t get that unique look the heel gives, that look that instantly transforms your outfit. More swag, more sway, more class, more confidence. Christianity can’t be comfy. It’s sacrificial… It is built on the foundation of sacrifice, The sacrifice of love(For God loved the world so much that he gave his one and only Son... John 3:16), thus we in turn sacrifice things that please our flesh, the ‘comfortable’ and ‘acceptable’ things of the world, the easy life the world offers which is the opposite of the things that please God. Flats make you comfortable in all things you shouldn’t be found doing as a child of God.
“Do not let sin control the way you live; do not give in to sinful desires. Do not let any part of your body become an instrument of evil to serve sin. Instead, give yourselves completely to God, for you were dead, but now you have new life. So use your whole body as an instrument to do what is right for the glory of God. “Rom 6:12-13 (NLT)
Do not let the comfort of flats control the way you dress for the party of life, as uncomfortable as they may be, get your heels out and even if you aren't near perfect in that walk, struggle... you'll get it soon enough.

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Friday, June 29, 2012

Birthday Wish/Want List....

It's my birthday in a couple of days... I've got loads on my list, but for material things, the following top the chart...

A 13-inch Macbook Pro... My good ol' mac needs to be dropped off at a retirement home, i need a new boo.

D3200 Nikon DSLR camera... The nieces killed my last camera, they threw it on the floor, banged it about all in the name of taking pictures(and they take good pictures too), i thought it was cute till the camera stopped working. I need a new baby, and this cuts it for me.
A day at the spa... Barazahi to be precise. I miss that place, the ambience alone gets me... a herbal massage, thai pedicure, and pure T facials...
*sigh* I miss this place.
Tiffany amber Lily Twist Dress... There's no story to this, I've just really wanted this for a while now. Haven't been in lag to take a deep breath and pick it up and the myasho.com price is such a rip off.
That's all folks.... A very simple, uncomplicated list :)

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Father Knows Best...

It’s hard work taking care of kids. It drains you emotionally and physically, because its hard saying No to them, especially when the No is for their good, but being the kids that they are, they don’t understand the reason for your stance thus you come off as being mean which is far from the truth. But how in the world do you expect them to realize that NO isn't YES this time because you love them? 

I sort of see myself as a child when i look them, especially when they bring certain request my way. Thus I want to indulge them when they come to me, because i can feel the hurt i felt whenever my request was turned down and i don't want them to feel that way. Like because they know mummy would say no to them if they ask to have a snack or a soda at certain times, they come to me, and even though I know there's a rule not to, I kind of give them the go ahead and let them use the “Baby Joy said I could have some” defense.(yes I'm called "Baby Joy" by the nieces) 

My aunt left her baby with me for the two weeks she was going to be away for. Now this is taking care of and loving kids on a different level. I had to be not just a friend to my three year old cousin, but a mother too, which is much harder.

I would wake up to get her ready for school, and just seeing how deep and peaceful her sleep was, I would be tempted to let her be, and let her skip school, because I remember how frustrated I used to be when I was woken up for school. Now, I could do that and make her happy, but I would be doing a whole lot of wrong just because I love her so much and I want to please her. Or when she comes home with homework that is frustrating, like trying to get her to write the number '8' perfectly, i hold myself from erasing what she's done and doing it all over again, give her a neat work and a nod of approval from her teacher... but that's cheating and doing her no good, so we seat together and keep trying until she gets it right.

We drive out together and she doesn’t want to be strapped in her seat, even after I insist she uses her seatbelt… then she says “please” and I sigh and my heart melts with the look on her face and as much as I know its wrong and dangerous I let her be. God forbid it, but if there’s an accident, I would be responsible for any injury she gets, just because I couldn’t say no to her. So, i try to be stern now... it hurts that she's upset with me, but heyyyyy!

My eight-year-old niece tells me of her classmates who have ipads and those getting the latest iphone. She doesn't have any of those as much as she would love to… she has just an ipod. I feel sorry for her sometimes, not because i feel she needs them, (I know she really wants those gadgets) but because i understand what it's like not to have what your mates have because your parents say no.  But her mum would never let her have a phone at this age, and what in the world is she going to do with an ipad? Her parents love her and would give the world to her… but they would never give her a part of the world she isn’t old enough/ready for. Is she happy about not having a phone, better yet an iphone? No… But she understands that when she’s older she’ll get it.

We all are children in God’s eyes. Many times we wonder at Him, why He lets certain things happen, or why He doesn’t give us certain things we ask for. But as a loving Father, One who knows all, He holds off some request we make knowing it would only hurt us. As much as He hates to see us cry, He has to allow it happen the way it should, because the consequences of Him softening up and letting us have it our way would cause a greater pain and flow of tears than that of our sulking and disappointment. I hate to see my nieces/cousins cry, but a few minutes of crying tantrums beats the consequences of broken bones from not wearing seat belts.

Some things we ask of Him that seem to take forever to come, will come, when we’re ready for it. Just like my niece will surely get a phone when she's of age. God would never bless us with some specific things when we’re not ready for them. Sometimes our minds have to be schooled, our spirits trained, humility groomed in us before we can receive the 'good success' He has promised. If not, it would come, and our pride and arrogance and lack of foundation would destroy both the gift and ourselves even before we have the chance to enjoy it.  

You know, like loving that man with all your heart and even going as far as getting engaged before he breaks up with you… you’re broken and hurt and angry at God, thinking He must hate you, but He looks at you with eyes of love and says “I let it happen because I love you, I’d rather see you hurt and broken now, than let you go into a place that would destroy you and shatter ever fiber of your being… you are strong, you will get over it now, you will laugh again, you will meet that special one…. You will be happier than you ever dreamed of with Mr. Wrong". some of his refusals are our greatest blessings in disguise. 

Angel M: It's your daughter FQ
God: Ha, my special princess... have I told you how much I love her? 
Angel M: Yes Lord, You did already, a thousand times and more.
God: but did I tell you the thoughts that ran through my head when I created her? The glorious plans I have for her?
Angel M: A thousand times and more my Lord... 
God: drop the attitude Micheal, you need to lighten up.
Angel M: I'm sorry Lord. But this is urgent....
God: I specifically asked you to minister to her everything she needs.Whats wrong?
Angel M: I do My Lord. You know we've always protected and provided her with Your Grace, favor, goodness and mercy, but she's persistent about her Private Jet, and You've restrained me from that pile of goodness till You feel she's ready for it.
God: Oh, the precious one. She'll get it and much more in her due season, she's not ready just yet... Pride would destroy her if i let her have it now. She needs to get to that place where a Private jet is no big deal to her. Here, I think it's time for you to Give her that unexpected connection I told you about, you know a 'chance' meeting with that Denzel look alike that would be on the same flight with her next week. That should keep her mind off the jet for a while, while My Spirit works in her, to prepare her for the blessings I want to overwhelm her with.
Angel m: (Smiling) You spoil that princess My Lord...
God: (Laughs) I can't help it... be on your way Micheal, I can hear her words coming up in the voice of my Spirit.
(celestial music playing as angel M and all the angels join in a chorus of praise... fade light)

Ok, so you get the idea?

I could do more than help the kids with their homework and just do the whole thing for them instead of letting them wear out their brain after a long school day, but they wouldn't have learned anything from my 'help'. They would have tests and exams and fail. God can take the burdens and trials away from us, but how would we learn to trust Him completely? to build our endurance if we don't go through the trials life throws at us?
"Moreover [let us also be full of joy now!] let us exult and triumph in our troubles and rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that pressure and affliction and hardship produce patient and unswerving endurance. And endurance (fortitude) develops maturity of character (approved faith and tried integrity). And character [of this sort] produces [the habit of] joyful and confident hope of eternal salvation." Romans 5:3-4

What's the point I'm trying to make? Trust God!!!
He's a loving father, with a love greater than what you'll ever have for your kids... He knows what He's doing, whats good for you and what will hurt you. He would never let you get hurt just because your flesh is desperate for a thing that is bad for you. He has a glorious plan, keep trusting, rise above every disappointment knowing that all things indeed work for your good because you love your father.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

It's So Real...

There are people out there who doubt the power of God.
There are people who can't figure out, or rather get uncomfortable with worship and how emotional and intense it gets. I'm sure i've had my moments in the past too.
And as much as they try to convince themselves, i know deep down inside, they Know there is God, one they can't subscribe to because they don't understand the concept of Him.

I watched a video on youtube and it got me all emotional. I was blown away and in awe of the power of God.
How can't it be real? This faith we have in Him. How can't it be true, this salvation we embrace. How can't it be authentic, when people from every tribe and every nation worship Him in spirit and in truth. We couldn't possibly be subscribed to the biggest network of mind control genius that makes people act 'delusional' in the name of worship, and going through persecution for a lie.

These group of South Korean Worshipers remind me that God is awesome, His power is true and real, His grace that releases us to worship is available to ALL, like the words of this song says "....It's the song of the redeemed rising from the African plain. It's the song of the forgiven drowning out the Amazon rain, the song of Asian believers filled with God's holy fire. It's every tribe, every tongue, every nation, a love song born of a grateful choir. It's all God's children singing, "Glory, glory, hallelujah, He reigns. He reigns." It's all God's children singing, "Glory, glory, hallelujah, He reigns. He reigns.”
The grace sweeps through the nations and draws people to Him, and from every corner of the earth, His people declare that He reigns.

I just read a book "The Jesus Chronicles: Luke's Story" by Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins. It hit me while i read... this hope we have, this joy and love spilled from the cross, this fellowship with the Holy Spirit, this access to the Father... this message of salvation that is being passed around today, and still embraced by many even as much as it is rejected, this phenomenon of our faith started in an upper room with a few men and women... And their willingness, and infilling of the Holy Spirit gave them courage and boldness to spread the word... and spread it has, through generations from days of horses to days of planes and computers, the same word is been spread to different people, and the same power is working in different people... "This promise is to you, and to your children, and even to the Gentilest—all who have been called by the Lord our God.” Acts 2:39 It was promised to them then, and it is promised to us now. The word goes on... the question is "are we listening?"

This thing called salvation is the realest thing on earth.

Eldorado Loves... Iyke Onka

A friend of mine played a rock song that sounded so good… Just as I was about asking him where the artist was from, I heard ibo creep into the song. That came as a shock, like seriously?… He’s Nigerian? How come I’ve never heard of him if he's this good?....
Nigerian Born Iyke Onka is one of the hidden treasures in not just the gospel genre but in music in general. There’s something about his throaty, soft and yet strong voice that captivates you… His vocal delivery is described, as “velvety deep with some soft and lovely coarseness at higher octaves.” I say his voice is simply gorgeous and captivating. It makes you want to stop and listen, like the piped piper that lured the children out and then caged them. But in a good way this time… his voice draws you out and just as you’re bobbing your head, you’re captured with the message…
“Something you would expect from a cross influence of music artistes like Bono(U2), Phil Collins, Bryan Adams, Seal, Lighthouse Family, Michael W. Smith, Third Day and Jeremy Camp. Iyke Onka’s lyrical style is a beautiful balance of poetry and simplicity. His content is completely gospel and inspirational and his vocal styling focuses more on melodic arrangements and good diction, enabling him to navigate his audience through the various emotional contours of his songs”
I totally endorse that statement. I get so excited when I find new music. There are treasures hidden under the cover of 'gospel' label… many wonderful singers who haven’t been discovered or celebrated like they should (no wonder you find people leaving the church choir for street anthems of drugs, sex, money…)
Some people are still stuck with the idea that gospel music(especially Nigerian gospel) is clap clap, talking drums and what you find on the wazobia cds… with less than perfect production. So no one's buying, no one's promoting... Maybe the 'gospel' should be dropped and songs/albums released as just Rock/R&B/HipHop et co. Lure people in, and when they play the music, they get hit with talent and with the gospel/uplifting message of the songs.
Ikye's two albums 'Another Miracle' and 'Fly High' are available on itunes.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

He Put A Ring On It... Not My It, Hers....

My childhood friend got hitched to her long time sweetheart recently... since Bella Naija hasn't put up any wedding post of recent, i decided to share my girls' wedding pictures with you. Obi Nwokedi is the genius behind this shoot....

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So yeah, black Barbie got hitched the yoruba way... I never had a barbie doll, but she was my dream best friend and i kind of had a crush on Ken, as i flipped through argos catalogs and prayed just once, mummy would look at the list i gave her, instead of buying whatever she wanted.
This is beyond amazing....
I love the little details like the ipad, wedding proposal, money spraying, the dj, jewelry, aso-ebi etc.
Obi Nwokedi killed this concept. This is far from being sloppy. The attention he paid to detail is amazing... I actually had tears in my eyes as i looked through the pictures, like it was a real wedding and bla bla bla.

Check out Obi's page for the story behind his barbie wedding shoot and more pictures here

(I so want to share all the white wedding pictures with you, but I'm quite embarrassed that my friend went all out to bleach her skin for the day :p check out the white Barbie's Wedding pictures here..)

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Squatters They Gonna Squat....

Squatters are people who move into abandoned, foreclosed, or otherwise unoccupied homes or premises. Squatting in itself isn’t seen as a criminal act but rather a civil conflict in the Uk. The police hands off as long as there is no proof of breaking and entering. Thus you’re left with the only option of going to court to have the squatter(s) evicted which sometimes can be a lengthy process, especially if they can establish they have tenants rights/the property was completely abandoned by the owner.

It’s annoying reading about squatters; I literally want to haul them out of the houses they invade… Especially those who move into houses after the owner steps out for a few hours, or like the highly publicized one of a doctor who took his pregnant wife on a false labor run only to come home to find their house occupied. The locks changed and police unable to do anything about it and a lengthy legal process to regain control of your house.

A £6.25m, six-storey townhouse in Mayfair, one of London's most exclusive addresses occupied by squatters. Photograph: Graeme Robertson. Source
These people stay watching, the ‘sensible ones’ only move in once they’ve observed the house has been unoccupied for a long long time before moving in… and then they send out messages and invite their friends to move in with them. Other’s just look for mischief and move in at any chance they get.

That's why you have to keep your house secured.
Your body is the temple of the lord. Don't you know that you yourselves are God's temple and that God's Spirit lives in you? 1 Corinthians 3:16 Thus you can imagine how beautiful and attractive it is. For God to dwell in us, He must have seen such splendor in us, like he created us to be, a home that beats all homes, one of style, opulence and comfort. You know, like the temple of old was decorated but even better.
This has made us attractive dwellings to the trespassers. They stay watching and waiting for us to make that move, the wrong move that opens a window for them to move in and change the locks…

You see, God dwells in us and never intends to leave us, but most times, we make his dwelling uncomfortable for Him. We ignore him and refuse to have conversations with him, we refuse to study his words to find out the wonderful plans he has for His home... we also make him unwelcome because of our sin, even those as 'little' as a 'little white lie', forgiveness, gossip etc. Opening the door and making way for the Holy Spirit to stroll out. Where the Lord in the person of the Holy Spirit is away from our body, His precious temple… the squatters use the first opportunity they get to run and change the locks, work on our heart, harden it and make it harder for us to evict them and make way for the real owner of the home to come back in.

"If for any reason the Holy Spirit leaves you, a vacuum is created and that is exactly what satan is looking for" Benny Hinn (Good morning Holy Spirit)

The size and location of your house does not keep the squatters away, I mean, the nerve of the squatters, moving into houses in the west end...
• In 2001, a £1.5m London house owned by former BBC chairman Gavyn Davies was taken over by squatters for 10 days. The uninvited guests annoyed neighbours with incessant bongo-playing.
• In 1993, 10 squatters moved into a house in west London belonging to the Sultan of Brunei. Though there were photographs in the property of the sultan with the Queen, the squatters said they did not know who owned the house until efforts to evict them were taken on behalf of "the government of His Majesty Sultan Haji Hassanal Bolkiah, Sultan and Yang Di-Pertuan of Brunei Darussalam".

7.5million house taken over by squatters features a 100-yard lake, seven kitchens, 17 bathrooms, 14 reception rooms, ballroom, tennis court, spa, sauna and steam room, and orangery.The squatters claim the house was unlocked and they did not do any damage to the property before while entering. Johnny Depp & John Terry are said to have inspected the property source
 It doesn’t matter how great a child of God you are, it doesn't matter how big a church you pastor… Let the spirit out door for just a second and the trespassers are in. And when they get the big homes, they're always eager to get more of their friends to move in, thus they call in for back up… Get born again, and grief the Holy Spirit, send him out of your home, and the spirits contrary to God's spirits come back to peep at your home, see if maybe they would get lucky... Have you noticed how when mighty men of God fall, they fall hard? The scandal always seems to swallow all the works of their ministry.

I read that Once squatters are served with an IPO, they must leave the property within 24 hours. If they don’t leave, they are committing a crime and may be arrested. It is also a crime for them to return to the property within 12 months of the date of service of the order. Now that's similar with this bible verse...
" But when the unclean spirit has gone out of a man, it roams through dry [arid] places in search of rest, but it does not find any. Then it says, I will go back to my house from which I came out. And when it arrives, it finds the place unoccupied, swept, put in order, and decorated. Then it goes and brings with it seven other spirits more wicked than itself, and they go in and make their home there...." Matthew 12:43-45
You see, they're evicted, but they roam about, and still sort of watch and wait for a chance to come back. Not immediately maybe, but soon enough, but this time with back up.

Guard your home with great care. Securely lock your doors. Keep the security lights on at night, to show there's someone residing in there. Engage the Spirit of God, give Him the chance to work in your temple that He makes His home. Let him cook you meals with His words that you read, let Him feed you with His special daily bread. Have conversations with Him in prayer, shun sin, mow your lawn and make your home look inhabited... make your home a comfortable abode for God. Where God lives there is Good success, joy and peace...

Thursday, June 14, 2012

How Monopoly Choped My Money...

Monopoly tops my list when it comes to board games, It was one game that i loved playing with daddy and my brother, although it almost always ended with me crying after i got bankrupt even with my exclusive hotels and houses.
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Thinking back, my monopoly skills reflects on what the society promotes... I would rush to buy up Mayfair and Park lane, Bond street, Oxford street and Regent street and all the expensive streets to the right of GO on the board, and i would build houses and hotels on them, eagerly awaiting the rent i would receive while shunning the old kent roads and pall malls et co, opting out of buying the train stations and utility companies when i got the chance. Hoarding my money for the big luxury buys and crying when someone else landed on those properties before i got the chance to purchase them. My life goal on the board of monopoly was the green and purple streets.

I was all about the 'exclusive streets' and showing off with my expensive buys. Investment wasn't a thought i reflected on. More often than not, no one paid bills in my hotels and i always ended up in the hotels of those i shunned, and paying utility bills, and fares at the train stations et co and i would have to mortgage my houses/hotels to pay up, because I would have spent all my money in building hotels, getting out of jail, paying fines(those dreaded income taxes) and landing on other peoples property.

My society has taught me to think big always and snub the little things, not because i need it, but to impress my neighbor. And so i buy up the big houses, and go around borrowing, and paying mortgages, while the next person is wise, buying up the small places and earning enough from them to buy up the big things, from the bankrupt me, debt free.. Now i know better.
Robert Kiyosak says "on the board game of monopoly you have one of the best formulas for wealth in the world"... and i agree.

Monopoly chopped my money in the past, but for a greater good... so my real money wouldn't be easily chopped in future :). 

Monday, June 11, 2012

How Bad Do You Want It?

I looked through my friends wedding pictures. I thought her husband wasn’t so bad… and then it hit me and I mentioned it to another friend, we or rather I would never have thought him ‘not so bad’ if I saw him on the streets, now that she’s married him, he’s looking like ‘a catch’. You see I would not have given him a second thought if he ever said hi to me, or even hand over my number if he asked. But she’s worked on him in her own way which is no way at all, just by agreeing to take him and see him for what he is, she’s suddenly made him a charming young man in our eyes and oh, what a catch he is… How lucky she is we say.
Some people compliment me on my skin(Yes they do :P). They’ve asked what I use and are ready to start breaking the bank for magical products… See I used the expensive stuff before, my heart doing a little triple beat when my Germaine de Capuccini products were running out, but then i found and then settled for natural Shea butter and good old black soap when i saw the benefits. I shelved all the processed products a long time ago. They turn their nose up when I tell them what I use…they complain about the unpleasant smell of Shea butter or one thing or the other… it isn’t glam enough to don their tables (forbid it that their friends should come visiting and there is no Clarins et co on the table) So they are not willing to use it, meaning they don’t want that change bad enough.
My mom just started a business. I’m on ground with her, and everyday we see new challenges. If she wasn’t willing to see it through, she’d have folded up and told her foreign partners to pack up and go long ago. She’s keeping on; no one envies her at this stage… I don’t envy myself at this stage, some days I want to RUN, tell her I want out…  But the truth is we stand on a goldmine, and once we’re through with digging through the dirt, the shine would be worth the trouble. That’s when people would envy, thinking we woke up one day to be at the place we’re at. Forgetting the invisible labor. My friends have expressed ‘concern’ at my being back in Makurdi. The understated pity and advice to hurry back to Lagos or wherever they think I should be kind of irritates me. If I’m going to share in the glory of this story and get true satisfaction from it, I have to be a part of the story as much as I would rather be somewhere else. 
These days we pick up magazines and see other ladies holding designer bags, or watch as some fly first class and think that's the life we want. We don't want to hear about the grass days of hustling, the labor to get to the place these people are at, how they met their husbands in the days of his digging... how they pursued their passions till they got success. No one wants to hear that part, and so we cut corners, rushing for undeserved glory... like refusing to build a house with foundation because you don't want to go through the trouble, you want a house this minute... It'll come crumbling down on you.
You see, we’re not ready to work for what we want, or make the necessary sacrifices to get there. Meaning we don’t want it bad enough. No one wants to do the dirty job, we all just want to dress pretty and show up at the celebration of the end result. You’ve got to be willing to go through the dirt if you truly want to shine.

The diamond would remain useless as long as its buried, until it’s dug out of the ground, taken out of the dirt and processed, it would never become the exquisite jewelry to die for that it is. It would never transform to become one admired and talked about for ages, adorning the neck of royalties and highly sort after and coveted by many. Every diamond has gone through dirt to become what it is today.
I hated every minute of training but i said, "Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion." Mohammed Ali
If you want it bad enough, you'll search for the guts to go through it, till you get to it. Don't get discouraged, the bible says you can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens you.(Philippians 4:13)
When God called me to ministry, it didn’t happen overnight. There were many years of preparation and building up what is now a worldwide ministry. During those years, I wanted to quit many times. But my testimony is, “I’m still here!” And if you won’t give up, you’ll have victory too. –Joyce Meyer

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Lessons From C.S Lewis...

“You will say that these are very small sins; and doubtless, like all young tempters, you are anxious to be able to report spectacular wickedness. But do remember, the only thing that matters is the extent to which you separate the man from the Enemy. It does not matter how small the sins are, provided that their cumulative effect is to edge the man away from the Light and out into the Nothing. Murder is no better than cards if cards can do the trick. Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one-the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts.” - C.S Lewis. Screwtape Letters. (God is referred to as the enemy in this letter between two demons)

Fact that we're not robbing banks, sleeping around or killing people doesn't make us better than the robbers and murderers if we lie(even the little white lie), gossip, cheat and do all those 'little' sins we accommodate. That's why judging is so deadly...

It takes grace to obey the law of loving everyone. Why love or even talk to Joy if she sleeps around? Or why watch and love Ellen if she's gay? or why love GEJ because he hasn't met your expectations... Why not have a nice time hauling insults at the people who go against what you accept and what is acceptable in God's eyes?...
“I remember Christian teachers telling me long ago that I must hate a bad man's actions but not hate the bad man: or, as they would say, hate the sin but not the sinner. ...I used to think this a silly, straw-splitting distinction: how could you hate what a man did and not hate the man? But years later it occurred to me that there was one man to whom I had been doing this all my life -- namely myself. However much I might dislike my own cowardice or conceit or greed, I went on loving myself. There had never been the slightest difficulty about it. In fact the very reason why I hated the things was that I loved the man. Just because I loved myself, I was sorry to find that I was the sort of man who did those things.” C. S Lewis, Mere Christianity
Reading this gave me a little insight on how we can make it somewhat easy to love...  It's not easy, but i guess with a conscious effort we're able to love and pray for our 'enemies' and forgive them like Jesus commanded.
(sometimes you have to separate yourselves from certain people,especially if you're easily influenced, loving them doesn't mean you let yourself get influenced by them. Loving from afar works fine)

Thursday, June 7, 2012

You've arrived yeah?

The one with a million dollars bragged about his wealth, until he was humbled by the one with a billion dollars.

you know who T.Boone Pickens is? He's a rich old man Texan oil billionaire.(what he's doing following Drakes on twitter i don't know. Source

While you're boasting about your boyfriend being a photographers assistant at that GQ shoot... someones smiling because her boyfriend is the model for the cover of GQ.
The man boasting about his 10year visa was humbled when he caught a glimpse at the color of his friends' passport.
Same way bragging about the number of hits you get on your site, is turned to dust when you hear the number the blogger next door takes home every day.

When you think you've arrived, think twice before you run your mouth pissing people off with your boast, there's always someone who has attained higher than your perceived peak... All it takes is knowing who that person is to make you feel downcast within you. (We've all had our moments)

Boast only in the Lord... “... If you want to boast, boast only about the LORD.” 2 Corinthians 10:17

Satisfaction comes from God and God alone... in that peace he gives, you don't see the need to show off to make yourself feel better and relevant.

Don't get me wrong. Be proud of your achievements, but don't get conceited about it. It's a thin line between celebrating your success and being boastful. Be careful not to cross that line, it's such an ugly look.

"When people commend themselves, it doesn’t count for much. The important thing is for the Lord to commend them." 2 Corinthians 10:18
All your achievements are worth nothing without Christ.

Next time you're about to go drake on your followers, boasting about flying first class, imagine there's one of your followers who's on a private jet while she's reading the tweet and humble yourself. It's not easy, but let's try and swallow some statements as often as we can.

"If this Life has anything to gain at all
I count it lost if I can’t hear you, feel you, ’cause I need you.
Can’t Walk this Earth Alone.
I recognize I am not my own, so before I fall
I need to hear you, feel you, as I live to make my boasting you alone." Boasting, Lecrae ft Anthony Evans

I seem to be on a Drake P tonight. I don't know any of Drakes songs, and i would never have known who he was if i wasn't on any of the social networks... I saw this comparison on twitter

@mrmedina: Drake : "I just want a woman that looks 30 when she's 81" / Lecrae: "I can't wait to date you when you're 60 and your hair is gray." Lyrics on different ends of the pole. One so shallow, carnal and laced with lust while the other so deep, with the sweet scent of true wholesome love. Remind me why I've never listened to Drake... :p

Choose today whom you would listen to :)

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Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Living The Life...

I put the following up on Facebook today...
Life happens... Never let it get in the way of your dreams. Empower yourself with your salvation, chase your dream/passion till you overtake and conquer it.... The Joy of the Lord will strengthen you as you do. That's how you defeat life, by living in your purpose. That's how you laugh in its face when it pushes you off its stage....
The crash hit close to home, because it could have been me... could have been anyone. What's keeping us from living life today? Why have we let life hold us back from living? It's time to get up and move, build on your passion, make your life meaningful before it's flatlined. Live, love, laugh, travel, dance, scream, forgive, give, hug, dress up, get pampered, praise God,... do your best to find a happy and easy place to dwell in everyday. Live your life against all odds... You never know when the curtain's going to close on you, let it be an exit that's got swag... as much as you would love to remain, you're sure you've done what you were created to do, and so you don't really mind.

"making the best use of the time, because the days are evil." Ephesians 5:16

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Monday, June 4, 2012

Down To Earth... :(

My wife just had a baby. It’s our first child, I’m scared and I’m happy. I want to be a great father to my baby. I don’t want to disappoint her. I want to make her feel like a princess that she is, read her stories and take her for recitals. I want to be her hero, the one she runs to. I want to be all that to her… I know my wife is mad at me for not being there for the birth. It was a deal we made, but our deal didn’t include an unexpected arrival. Princess came two weeks earlier than planned. I was in London for a meeting with my biggest client. The three-day meeting was cramped up to two days and 
The first available flight for me was to Abuja… I was going to head straight to catch a flight to Lagos and be with my girls by the time they woke up, but dad insisted I spend a few hours with him before leaving for my princess, I stared at her picture every minute, she’s the prettiest baby I’ve ever seen. All I could think about as dad discussed family business was my two babies and how I’d hold them and hope not to pass out with joy from being with them. I got to the airport pretty late, they almost wouldn’t let me check me… it took showing them pictures and a sob story to get me through the gates. I located my seat, and i felt like fate was tapping me on the shoulder and teasing me when i saw my seatmate, a beautiful and tired looking lady holding her one month old baby girl. It's going to be a great flight, i just might practice fatherhood before i get to the real thing.
It was Aisha’s wedding. We’ve been best friends since we were in diapers. Even living continents apart has not severed our closeness. Whatever social network is available, we are there catching up, from skype to twitter, bbm and facebook. Only difference is, she’s not physically there to clean up my apartment like she loves to. Aisha’s engagement was one of the happiest days of my life; my friend deserves love more than everyone I’ve known. She’s been through the lowest of the lows when it comes to love, and what joy to see her in the highest of the high places in love. Jide is the man!!!!

Coming back home for my friends’ day was a sacrifice worth making. She got me all teary, seeing her in the gown we labored to find, looking so gorgeous and happy and all grown up got images of us in prams flashing through my head. Look how time flies. The one-week I have spent in Nigeria has been so exciting; I even met a man, who kind of looks like the MAN. Too bad I have to rush back to work and too good he’s promised to stalk me online. He dropped me off at the airport for my flight to Lagos… Mum and dad left earlier in the day, i wanted to have brunch with the MAN, so they left without me. I’m going back to obodo oyinbo tonight. I refuse to give in to the temptation to stay back for a few more days… my bosses wouldn’t have it so easy when it comes to passing me over for the promotion I so deserve. It has been a great few days.
There’s an event tonight, Lagos always manages to host the best parties… It wouldn’t hurt to appear on the social radar this weekend. I know I should stay back and help Ada with moving to her new place, but if I do, I’ll be moved out from the social scene. I’ve lobbied for this invite for ages, the crème de la crème will be there. I’ve had this Tiffany Amber dress that has been crying to be worn. It’ll definitely give me the much need attention; the fashion blogs wouldn’t dare ignore me…  I can’t wait to rock Lagos down. I’ll catch the first flight back to Abuja tomorrow.
Spending the weekend with my grandkids has been such a blessing. Lately I’ve been feeling worn and my soul has been torn, not the sort I felt when I lost my husband, this is different and a bit eerie. I prayed and I fasted, but peace evaded me. I’m glad I listened to the voice of my spirit to spend this weekend with my children and grandchildren. Seeing them all together gave me a sense of satisfaction, it gave my soul the peace that it cried out for. Last night was glorious, we all went out for dinner and I told each of them how much I loved them and what they meant to me individually and collectively. I am thankful for my family. I am at peace within, and ready to go back to Lagos and business as usual. I smile even in my sadness as they drop me off at the airport. I made it just in time for my flight.
We stay home on Sundays, the one day we get to rest. No one is going to the market, and no one is going to work. We eat rice and we catch up on the sleep we are starved of during the week. Even without power supply, the heat is bearable... Even the sound of aircrafts flying overhead is tolerated today. Anything is bearable as long as we can rest before getting into the hustle of the week. I know things would get better. Papa Bisi starts a new job with better pay tomorrow, he has promised to get me a bigger shop and more money for my goods.I hear the children playing with the neighbors son in the living room... i can hear them arguing about something, a loud sound drowns their voice out as i feel even before i see the wall crashing down on me. I know it's a plane, i don't know why or how... this is the closet I've ever come to an airplane all my life. The sound of the aircraft trespassing on our flat drowns out my scream just before i pass out.
Different people, different lives, different hopes, different plans, different dreams... all lost in one mishap.
I can't imagine what their last moment was like... I can't imagine how they felt at the dreadful realization that the end had come... I can't even come close to imagining how their families feel at the moment. It's such a horrible feeling.
Death creeps in unexpectedly... it doesn't give you time to finish your cereal and wash up your bowl, it just comes in the cruelest way ever. Like a mean lecturer giving a surprise test. Only a few students are somewhat prepared to write. My friend lost his wife in a car crash a few days ago... Many are mourning in this season.
Just how prepared are we?
God bless all those who lost loved ones in the Dana Air crash yesterday and all those mourning deaths with his peace. Only he can comfort them in their sorrow, and strengthen them in the midst of their pain. No one knows why, but we know one thing is certain in all these... GOD is still GOD and he is good.
My Prayer is "For the Lamb on the throne will be their Shepherd. He will lead them to springs of life-giving water. And God will wipe every tear from their eyes.” Revelation 7:17
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