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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...