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Someone close to me said if I'd gone through these situation as an unbeliever I might have ran mad. 'It happened' yes it did but it's not the worst,some people had it too am not the first too,they suffered they even say it's a normal thing at this stage of ones life. 'Can you imagine' and for the 'It'  I can't go into details it's top secret 😋,but if you wanna know chat me up. Okay,I was saying,we pass through stuff that really really shakes us.We put our all so that we won't have any regret but at the end there was this feeling of rejection. No matter where you go or what you say or do people reject...listen some people rejected Jesus and the gospel how much more you. Rejection is meant to bring out the best in us...at least a good outcome,these include dusting yourself up,'repackage'do more better or try something new. What makes you different as a believer is the holyspirit 😇 and you have God to tell,that's why you ...

Some Times I ask myself what are the things I lack,what are the things I don't have.Have tried at most times to understand the philosophy of these state.All things I have and have not.Some people's food are other people's poison,still people eat the poison.We live perversely.We accept what we know is wrong as being right.These abnormalities become normal,who are we and what have we become.We've lost our norms and values.We've turned our belief posh all in the name of dynamism.The world is changing so what! We, has individuals undergo growth and development don't we?There's more to these life or world than flooding your self in it. Bad things happen,good things also.You have your whole life ahead of you,live it wisely.All wants and all needs don't stay for ever but your soul can or will,when you make the right choices. you don't have to behave perversely.

                                                                                      Storms ranging Darkness lagging Soul deepening Shadows seeking Voice soundless Life hopeless Action defend-less Strength helpless

Here's an awesome poem from my pal Jodekss...what happens when you are at the receiving end. Let's let the facts be being not folded Let's make the facts known in truism hooded And it's only in the light of that we shall not be Living some few ones else's lives It would be being productive by then, we not deceiving ourselves aye... Old rags in power from the past For the love of their pockets so they cast They can forecast They dream of our dreams for we Led us into lahar of confusion and seas of penury They have hoodwinked us well as many as we be They have given you youth 5 Naira only To run their selfish dreams for 'em and you know it You pretend you don't know it So our parents be sufferer of decisions they didn't fashion Our mothers in their aged still free us with their breast in action We've moreover come to school yet, to finish out of jobs option So we struggle to finish to continue to starve n' thirst to survive Let...

Have I ever told that I read, I mean like a lot,some friends of mine call me a nerd but that's not important right now .Here's a piece by Charles Swindoll foreworded by Billy Graham.It really is something... Nine-year-old  came bursting out of Sunday school Like a wild stallion.His eyes were darting in every direction as he tried to locate either mom or dad.Finally after a quick search, he grabbed his daddy by the leg and yelled, "Man, that story of Moses and all those people crossing the Red Sea was great!" His father looked down, smiled and asked the boy to tell him about it. "Well, the isrealites got out of Egypt,but Pharaoh and his army chased after them. So the Jews ran as fast as they could until they got to the Red Sea. The Egyptian Army was gettin' closer and closer.So Moses got on his walkie-talkie and told the Isreali Air Force to bomb the Egyptians. While that was happening, the Isreali Navy built a pontoon bridge so the people could cross over.T...

Perhaps this describe you ...you have been misunderstood or treated unfairly,probably an injury caused by some you are vulnerable to...someone you love...someone you trust and respect.Tucked away in a quiet corner of every life are wounds and scars.If there were not there we would need no Physician.Nor would we need one another.Here's a piece by Amy Carmichael who also helped heal a wound within me and turned it into a scar of beauty instead of disgrace Hast thou no scar? No hidden scar on foot, or side, or hand? I hear thee sung as mighty in the land, I hear them hail thy bright ascendant star Has thou no scar? Has thou no wound? Yet I was wounded by the archers, spent, Leaned me against a tree to die;and rent By ravening beasts that compassed me, I swooned: Hast thou no wound? No wound, no scar? Yet,as the Master shall the servant be, And, pierced are the feet that follow me; But thine are whole: can he have followed far Who has no wound nor scar?

When I was a child, I behaved like a child as Paul once wrote. I can't really say am bad, God is the judge of that but,if I'm bad I will be wicked, heartless, miserable, perpetually cunny, probably lascivious, malicious and the list goes on... Why don't I take you back, if am bad I would have been an orphan long ago; I could probably have killed my parents and enemies, joined the neighbourhood gang, exploring every atrocities of teenage peer group ,gotten pregnant with a child, probably children with no decent Father as my husband or suffering from an incurable disease or rather a terminal one.If I'm bad who will it help? Let's say I struggled, I went to school and tried to make a name for myself but when life pressures sets in I did cave in. Had sex with some teachers and Lecturers just to get an upgrade for my cummulative grade point ,aborted pregnancies, my conscience was so battered.Finally I graduated excellently but felt really empty. My reputation was nau...

We talk faith While on the mountain We lose faith When we reach the valley Strange things happens Both good and bad Sometimes worse and worst Hence the question why? We proclaim God is good Yet we do not believe How then do we act ? Still we ask God why? We pray for Patience Yet we are darn eager And took our bull by its horn And continue to ask God why? He is God in good times He's still God in the bad times He's God of the day And God of the night Though He may seem absent He's ever present Despite provision He sent His Son still Irrespective of His fullness at time This earth is vanity All in it is All about it is So why ask the question? Why ask God why? Take on the shield of faith To overcome fiary darts Of the wicked Instead of asking why Why don't you give Thanks ...

.... "It's Friday... Jesus is praying. Peter is sleeping. Judas is betraying. But Sunday is coming'.                                                                    It's Friday... Pilate is struggling. The council is conspiring. The crowd is vilifying. They don't even know that Sunday is comin'.                                                  It's Friday... The disciples are running like sheep without a...

Was in my Dad's livestock farm taking care of the goats,I DELIBERATELY wanted to oversee the feeding of a pregnant one,I gave it a "special delicacy" (so to say) of which I didn't want the others to eat from... But I noticed that whenever I try to send that others away,it goes along with them...and I'm like 'dude,this food is for you don't runaway' Then I deduced from the scenario that we children of God are like that goat,we don't know who and what we are which makes us to ignorantly neglect that which God has prepared for us in order to follow the world,why do we keep doing that to ourself?.... You want to be like him/ her...Abeg be yourself o because one thing you don't know is YOU ARE BIGGER AND GREATER THAN WHAT YOU THINK YOU ARE!!!.......I believe the scripture, 1john4:4.........greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world.....

Words left me and deprived me of thinking.The real me left also and made me feel lost.As much as I would have loved some belongings, I craved attention at my enemies beck.How would they feel? my followers, how would they cope? After all have said and done. I'm nothing but the chaff the wind chose to blow away not even as a pollen grain.Do I have hope to hold on to? Do I have a little conscience to draw  from? Where as my head knowledge gotten me? Where will my hope take me? As I sat thinking I looked to the skies, the stars are there twinkling.Still holding on as the night crawls by, then why won't I continue to hold on ?

To those who spend their days in warfare To those who spend their night in shadows Where sounds of bullets shield mortals life Where death and pain fire with anguish and fear Ringing like doorbells in the valley of death. To those whose services were with and without To those whose decisions were selflessly made Where shells of valor stands in expression Where roads of distress closes in appreciation Singing like melodies of the morning birds. To those whose lives are to God To those whose compassion are to Men Where the Gospel of truth are placed in them as vessels Where power were transferred as healing waters Swaying like trees in ocean breeze Thank you dear Soldiers Thank you great 'salters' Thank you fear breakers Thank you the brave minded To you I say Thank you. For restoring Law to order For keeping our borders and waterways safe For capturing terrorist fanatics crazed For disarming evil wishes on the innocent race. For the ones we never knew by...

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