This year has been so great, and its winding up, i give God all the glory for all i have been able to achieve, in terms of knowledge, material things(few though...dats not the ultimate but a necessity you would agree) friends,the list is endless.I look back and i know it wont have been this fun without you, you have been a great part of this year,you might be wondering how that little part you played amount to this but let read from the scriptures, what little can do..James 3: 4 says;Behold also the ships, which though they be so great, and are driven of fierce winds, yet are they turned about with a very small helm, whithersoever the governor listeth.
Like the small helm the gives direction to the ships, see how great your impact is, i can but say thank you. I have my many great flaws which am working on and praying the almighty God grant me grace to improve on them , i have a career to build, even as the odds seem great, but, i know like Paul said, i can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. YES I CAN. 2008, you have brought me many friends, you have improved my skills, i have gained more and also lost some, but as many good things that belongs to me which you still have in your possession, they wont go with you.
Ha! i can count my blessings, i can name them, even that of you my beloved ones, i am glad that knowing you has not be to sorrow or mourn, but the thought of you my friend has always lite a smile on my face which has helped me see through the darkest night, your thought has been like a vest that has kept me from drowning, should i still say that knowing you has been like a secret treasure hidden in a safe place with which i know that after the sojourn, i will fall back to, or should i simply put it this way, that knowing you has been simply awesome.
I want to implore you to please shine this kind of light you have shone to me, this kind of love , this kind of sweet words, this kind of sweet dealing in dealing with all that comes your way, regardless of status, class, tribe, colour, race, ability. Aspire to be better, see obstacles as a step to promotion, hang on to the light of hope, for it will shine to a better morning. This year is winding up, but for me i believe it still not over, it takes a split second for miracle to happen, yours will not elude you.
I dont intend to kip this unnecessary long, i dont intend to take you away from you work, but i intend to let you know what great you have done before the night falls, for the book of James 4:13-14 says:Go to now, ye that say, To day or to morrow we will go into such a city, and continue there a year, and buy and sell, and get gain:Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away"
So there is no better time to say it...THANK YOU, GOD BLESS YOU, FOR ALL YOU HAVE DONE, FOR KNOWING YOU AND I WISH YOU A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS.Lets do it together again next year in a bigger and better way.
Tuesday, 23 December 2008
Monday, 22 December 2008
LOST CROWN
Death! The victory over all
But where art thy sting
You will not eat, yet you snatch
You cut down Iroko
The great tree that once house the birds
The shelter of shelters
The mighty wind stopper
The great obstacle of the flood
Of what use is Iroko to you
Would you make firewood?
Would you warm your house?
Or the cold hands with which you took him
We both know, you are just a spoiler
Now, the shrubs boast as shelters
The wind torment the village
The flood has dug graves
All because you took Iroko
The demise of Ori Ade
The crown lies fallow
The mantle is without power
The voice left the palace, to weep at the grave
Where his body lay
All because you took Iroko
Let the rats play
The cat will come no more,
For death has dealt more
But where art thy sting
You will not eat, yet you snatch
You cut down Iroko
The great tree that once house the birds
The shelter of shelters
The mighty wind stopper
The great obstacle of the flood
Of what use is Iroko to you
Would you make firewood?
Would you warm your house?
Or the cold hands with which you took him
We both know, you are just a spoiler
Now, the shrubs boast as shelters
The wind torment the village
The flood has dug graves
All because you took Iroko
The demise of Ori Ade
The crown lies fallow
The mantle is without power
The voice left the palace, to weep at the grave
Where his body lay
All because you took Iroko
Let the rats play
The cat will come no more,
For death has dealt more
...named by my Grandmother
It all started on one Sunday
praises and prayers where at the peak
glorying to the maker
how far we have come
how great he is
how good he has bin to us
more prayers and praises
...banging and breaking
walls and irons
concrete giving way
the prayers and praises were sweet
the hammer was also sledge
and it took away our possessions
...and that was in June.
...then came the dogs
to help ward off the hammer man
but again, on an October Sunday,
Praises and thanksgiving,
an harvest of praises, joyous joy
the hammers men struck
Again, it was freely
The hammer was sledge
Where had the dogs gone?
Was it a conspiracy??
here they come with their tails between their legs
poor little creatures, scared of the hammer
timid dogs.
Soon, her stomach began to bulge
and the puppies came
three cute puppies
prayers were said
that they won’t be like their parent
but vicious, aggressive and dangerous
and above all, deter the hammer men.
and there was one named Scooby,
it had heard the prayers and held it
he had those traits, and was a hungry one
death came calling on the parent,
he began to rule
the dog empire, the dynasty
He was everywhere, ate the most food
Caused the most trouble, got the most beating
he was still king, until LULU came
a mixed breed, intelligent and effective
he had his own kernel
where he had separate meal,
he was the new king.
not even the new police dog that came after could dethrone him
Scooby was in and out of trouble
the other dogs would beat him blue-black
but he had nine lives
my grandmother soon changed his name
Scooby is now to be named as MR. SUFFER
life went on, but suffering never ceased for MR. SUFFER
my mum tried to help him but the name was working wonders in his life
still life went on
The police dog bit Elijah my little nephew
….the jury sat, then the judgment
he was evicted from the IKHIEDE DOGS EMPIRE
there was no mercy
as he fell into the hands of a calabar man
life went on, MR. SUFFER’s sister became heavy
MR. SUFFER had a great fall
he became weak and lean
food no longer appealed to him
the drugs lost their potency
I watched SCOOBY (MR. SUFFER)
that Saturday, he managed to eat,
maybe his strength would return
maybe , maybe he can fight again
again, his fight were not over
and wining was not his friend
he was trapped in the rain,
i watched as he gasped for breath
on that Saturday night…
In the morning, bright Sunday
no rain, just sunshine
Scooby’s sister was relived of her burden ,
3 lovely puppies
Scooby (MR. SUFFER) was also relieved of his suffering
there was going to be no more fight
I watched as my dad laid him in his grave.
It had all started on a Sunday
for Scooby, it also ended on Sunday.
Adieu Scooby!!
praises and prayers where at the peak
glorying to the maker
how far we have come
how great he is
how good he has bin to us
more prayers and praises
...banging and breaking
walls and irons
concrete giving way
the prayers and praises were sweet
the hammer was also sledge
and it took away our possessions
...and that was in June.
...then came the dogs
to help ward off the hammer man
but again, on an October Sunday,
Praises and thanksgiving,
an harvest of praises, joyous joy
the hammers men struck
Again, it was freely
The hammer was sledge
Where had the dogs gone?
Was it a conspiracy??
here they come with their tails between their legs
poor little creatures, scared of the hammer
timid dogs.
Soon, her stomach began to bulge
and the puppies came
three cute puppies
prayers were said
that they won’t be like their parent
but vicious, aggressive and dangerous
and above all, deter the hammer men.
and there was one named Scooby,
it had heard the prayers and held it
he had those traits, and was a hungry one
death came calling on the parent,
he began to rule
the dog empire, the dynasty
He was everywhere, ate the most food
Caused the most trouble, got the most beating
he was still king, until LULU came
a mixed breed, intelligent and effective
he had his own kernel
where he had separate meal,
he was the new king.
not even the new police dog that came after could dethrone him
Scooby was in and out of trouble
the other dogs would beat him blue-black
but he had nine lives
my grandmother soon changed his name
Scooby is now to be named as MR. SUFFER
life went on, but suffering never ceased for MR. SUFFER
my mum tried to help him but the name was working wonders in his life
still life went on
The police dog bit Elijah my little nephew
….the jury sat, then the judgment
he was evicted from the IKHIEDE DOGS EMPIRE
there was no mercy
as he fell into the hands of a calabar man
life went on, MR. SUFFER’s sister became heavy
MR. SUFFER had a great fall
he became weak and lean
food no longer appealed to him
the drugs lost their potency
I watched SCOOBY (MR. SUFFER)
that Saturday, he managed to eat,
maybe his strength would return
maybe , maybe he can fight again
again, his fight were not over
and wining was not his friend
he was trapped in the rain,
i watched as he gasped for breath
on that Saturday night…
In the morning, bright Sunday
no rain, just sunshine
Scooby’s sister was relived of her burden ,
3 lovely puppies
Scooby (MR. SUFFER) was also relieved of his suffering
there was going to be no more fight
I watched as my dad laid him in his grave.
It had all started on a Sunday
for Scooby, it also ended on Sunday.
Adieu Scooby!!
Thursday, 27 November 2008
I wish...
oh, wish i could be stable
in all my dealings
wish i could be clear
in all my needs
In all my want,
wish i knew which to choose
wish i could discern between the lots
wish i could see
see clearly at the...
wish it never was this way
that has brought the trip shorter
wish i knew the other route
wish i could see the signs
that leads on the other path,
oh! wish i knew,
wish i knew what i never knew
wish i could be without pains
wish this didn't hurt as it does
wish this was a dream
wish i would be awoken by the cock crow
wish i would stir
and see the rays of the sun
filtered by the curtain
wish the fan will disperse the heat
oh, i wish i knew
i wish i could stop this tears
or this would stop after the tears
i wish my wishes had wings
so they could fly away
armed with my wishes
to the place of approval...
and be granted
i wish i wasn't the wisher
but i am
in all my dealings
wish i could be clear
in all my needs
In all my want,
wish i knew which to choose
wish i could discern between the lots
wish i could see
see clearly at the...
wish it never was this way
that has brought the trip shorter
wish i knew the other route
wish i could see the signs
that leads on the other path,
oh! wish i knew,
wish i knew what i never knew
wish i could be without pains
wish this didn't hurt as it does
wish this was a dream
wish i would be awoken by the cock crow
wish i would stir
and see the rays of the sun
filtered by the curtain
wish the fan will disperse the heat
oh, i wish i knew
i wish i could stop this tears
or this would stop after the tears
i wish my wishes had wings
so they could fly away
armed with my wishes
to the place of approval...
and be granted
i wish i wasn't the wisher
but i am
Thursday, 6 November 2008
God, our strength
How is work going, God is good,our changed will come in due season..like the morning comes after the night.no matter ow long or sorrowful the night has been, the morning will come.
Lets keep hoping and trusting in him, the one that has all good things in his care,the giver of all good tins.
James 1:12 says "Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love him"
Even though,We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed we are perplexed but not in despair,Persecuted but not forsaken cast down but not destroyed, we will get there, God is working for you and me, some are dead, some are afflicted, but for he to have brought us this far and the edge has not broken us, when our captivity gets turned around like the did for the people of old, you will shake me , even i will shake u and scream "AM I DREAMING!!!" it will be so unbelievable but YES, it will happen.yes it would.. got to work now, for the reward is at hand. For how far we have come cant be longer than we are to go...
God is our strength.
Lets keep hoping and trusting in him, the one that has all good things in his care,the giver of all good tins.
James 1:12 says "Blessed is the man that endureth temptation: for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love him"
Even though,We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed we are perplexed but not in despair,Persecuted but not forsaken cast down but not destroyed, we will get there, God is working for you and me, some are dead, some are afflicted, but for he to have brought us this far and the edge has not broken us, when our captivity gets turned around like the did for the people of old, you will shake me , even i will shake u and scream "AM I DREAMING!!!" it will be so unbelievable but YES, it will happen.yes it would.. got to work now, for the reward is at hand. For how far we have come cant be longer than we are to go...
God is our strength.
Genes
for the friends i know and those i know not
for the ones i dont know dat i know and those i will later know
for the ones we love and the ones we never had the chance to...
for the ones life allowed and the one it rode against
for the ones reading this and the ones that will never get here
for the ones we had and the ones we lost...
Gene, let me wear my jeans
Life is at my feet
I want to take the world to a beat
I want to soar to the skies
The tempo is rising
I want to glide with it
Would you let me
And allow my genes
My pale eyes
My little feeble frame
Even my legs would not hold me
When the genes come
Lying still on the hospital bed
The familiar smell
Same sights and sounds
Same touch, all doctors touch the same
My poor veins and skin
Tired of the ceaseless poking
The needle, i no longer feel
The pains of my parents
My own pains, my pains
Painfully painful, but i can only smile
my siblings, their aura
asking God why it had to be me alone
but, would you let me
wear my jeans
would you let me
and allow my genes
let me give to the world
that which lies still in me
let me build the bridge
across the great rivers
the mighty river that spans across
would you let me
wear my jeans
but you keep refusing my genes
i say to you still,
would you let me!
To give to the world
The strength of my pains
And the strength that lies in me
the strength, that bears this cross
the will and the zeal
the parable of the grass and wind
feeble, yet it remains
rocky, yet it thrives
i have been left
but i remain
for i come that i might remain
so, would you let me
wear my jeans and allow my genes
life is not for some
life is for all and only those that heed this call,
the call to play this gene like a ball
let groove at the genes and jeans ball
red and blue is the dress code..venue is everywhere, stand up for once, stand up for ma pips!
for the ones i dont know dat i know and those i will later know
for the ones we love and the ones we never had the chance to...
for the ones life allowed and the one it rode against
for the ones reading this and the ones that will never get here
for the ones we had and the ones we lost...
Gene, let me wear my jeans
Life is at my feet
I want to take the world to a beat
I want to soar to the skies
The tempo is rising
I want to glide with it
Would you let me
And allow my genes
My pale eyes
My little feeble frame
Even my legs would not hold me
When the genes come
Lying still on the hospital bed
The familiar smell
Same sights and sounds
Same touch, all doctors touch the same
My poor veins and skin
Tired of the ceaseless poking
The needle, i no longer feel
The pains of my parents
My own pains, my pains
Painfully painful, but i can only smile
my siblings, their aura
asking God why it had to be me alone
but, would you let me
wear my jeans
would you let me
and allow my genes
let me give to the world
that which lies still in me
let me build the bridge
across the great rivers
the mighty river that spans across
would you let me
wear my jeans
but you keep refusing my genes
i say to you still,
would you let me!
To give to the world
The strength of my pains
And the strength that lies in me
the strength, that bears this cross
the will and the zeal
the parable of the grass and wind
feeble, yet it remains
rocky, yet it thrives
i have been left
but i remain
for i come that i might remain
so, would you let me
wear my jeans and allow my genes
life is not for some
life is for all and only those that heed this call,
the call to play this gene like a ball
let groove at the genes and jeans ball
red and blue is the dress code..venue is everywhere, stand up for once, stand up for ma pips!
Friday, 24 October 2008
Suicide
Hi folk, got a drama presentation with the above title in church later tonite..........scary aint it?
but it happens all the time........lemme let u peep a little into d drama...........A man wit a sick child tired of praying decided dat God has no ears so he went in search of an herbalist.....d gods strike down d mighty herbalist and.............but before going to the herbalist, this where the words he said .........
(the play n this lines all written by moi........u are all invited @ RCCG Genesis of praise, Oyeyemi, Akute. Area 19 H/Q, Province 25)
He speaks.......
I have cried to you
Have you not heard?
My tears have flown to you
Yet, you have not acknowledge
If my shrieks do not attract you
Does the baby shrieks not do same
My pains have pained men
My tear, our tears tear their hearts
Yet, you God do not know
Like the long wait for the baby
This wait would take the baby
And she goes from a mother to a lady
Then, I cease to be a father
All in all, God you have not heard
You will not hear also where we go from here
Because you have no ear
Yet you gave us ears
That we may hear ourselves
In the tongue that we choose
That we may see or feel when the tongue is foreign
But I have heard the cries of my child
I have seen my baby pains
The pains of the mother, even my own pain
I am not the same, I am greatly moved
Moved away from you God
To a lesser god
For you have not heard all we have said
The wick is burning, the oil is drying
My child is dying
My wife is crying
I can’t keep watching….......
then he leave with his wife and kid to the herbalist......
Suicide aint only when we take our life, it also when we take a move which is against what God has in stock for us..he said "i know my plan towards you, they are of good and not evil"..........
all d tins we go through aint for nothing....they are all for a reason...
people dont crumble in a day, its a slow fade....once our thoughts get invaded, we make the wrong choice, definitely, a price has to be paid cos you have given yourself away............
let believing....God will hear...
but it happens all the time........lemme let u peep a little into d drama...........A man wit a sick child tired of praying decided dat God has no ears so he went in search of an herbalist.....d gods strike down d mighty herbalist and.............but before going to the herbalist, this where the words he said .........
(the play n this lines all written by moi........u are all invited @ RCCG Genesis of praise, Oyeyemi, Akute. Area 19 H/Q, Province 25)
He speaks.......
I have cried to you
Have you not heard?
My tears have flown to you
Yet, you have not acknowledge
If my shrieks do not attract you
Does the baby shrieks not do same
My pains have pained men
My tear, our tears tear their hearts
Yet, you God do not know
Like the long wait for the baby
This wait would take the baby
And she goes from a mother to a lady
Then, I cease to be a father
All in all, God you have not heard
You will not hear also where we go from here
Because you have no ear
Yet you gave us ears
That we may hear ourselves
In the tongue that we choose
That we may see or feel when the tongue is foreign
But I have heard the cries of my child
I have seen my baby pains
The pains of the mother, even my own pain
I am not the same, I am greatly moved
Moved away from you God
To a lesser god
For you have not heard all we have said
The wick is burning, the oil is drying
My child is dying
My wife is crying
I can’t keep watching….......
then he leave with his wife and kid to the herbalist......
Suicide aint only when we take our life, it also when we take a move which is against what God has in stock for us..he said "i know my plan towards you, they are of good and not evil"..........
all d tins we go through aint for nothing....they are all for a reason...
people dont crumble in a day, its a slow fade....once our thoughts get invaded, we make the wrong choice, definitely, a price has to be paid cos you have given yourself away............
let believing....God will hear...
Thursday, 25 September 2008
Sounds!!
The sound of tomorrow
from the dreams of today
they are fertilized- hatched
weaned if death do not find them
and left to clutch as they would
to deal with true and untrue
with rights and privileges
trust and betrayals
to learn and rise
from their own mistakes
to mourn their own loss
loss of the dream
the dream that beat the drums
drums which gives rhythm to their lyrics
the lyrics from the dream
which will become the great sound,
sounds of tomorrow.
from the dreams of today
they are fertilized- hatched
weaned if death do not find them
and left to clutch as they would
to deal with true and untrue
with rights and privileges
trust and betrayals
to learn and rise
from their own mistakes
to mourn their own loss
loss of the dream
the dream that beat the drums
drums which gives rhythm to their lyrics
the lyrics from the dream
which will become the great sound,
sounds of tomorrow.
DOOMED
Struggling so hard to hang on
hang-on to the cord that bind us
the cord which gives me strength
strength which keeps the hope alive
hope that promises another day
another day were the wrongs can be righted
and the right be perfected
the lizard is in the crack
cracking the wall of my heart
but he wags his tail happily
smiling, yet bruising the heel
I have given it all
my all and all
all that is left is nothing but my life
Life is seeping out gently
Gently and gently, the cord is slipping.
Oh! this must be a dream
wake me when its over,
who can i call?
no one to help,
Oh! am doomed
i am doomed,
i blame no one,
i take it all, all the blame
all the blemish, i accept
that i may live, live and live again
But, am the fool again
the ram meant for the slaughter slab
Obituary! dawn at dusk
The story of a heart,
caught in a ship that sank,
sank at bay,
nothing was found, nothing ws wrong,
except that,.................
I was doomed
hang-on to the cord that bind us
the cord which gives me strength
strength which keeps the hope alive
hope that promises another day
another day were the wrongs can be righted
and the right be perfected
the lizard is in the crack
cracking the wall of my heart
but he wags his tail happily
smiling, yet bruising the heel
I have given it all
my all and all
all that is left is nothing but my life
Life is seeping out gently
Gently and gently, the cord is slipping.
Oh! this must be a dream
wake me when its over,
who can i call?
no one to help,
Oh! am doomed
i am doomed,
i blame no one,
i take it all, all the blame
all the blemish, i accept
that i may live, live and live again
But, am the fool again
the ram meant for the slaughter slab
Obituary! dawn at dusk
The story of a heart,
caught in a ship that sank,
sank at bay,
nothing was found, nothing ws wrong,
except that,.................
I was doomed
Lets stay friends
Friends should not fight
let the anger take a flight
flee from my sight
ye who seek fight
Friends should leave in peace
in the peace of God
or that which they can find
or that which life allows them
Friends should not fight,
rather fight that which cause them to weep,
weep, to sorrow and mourn
mourn that one whom he fought the night before
Friends should not cry
but life would spare not one
as the rain soaks all,
tears, sorrow and pains rains
flooding some and just a drizzle elsewhere....
We all need a friend
to fight the battle of life,
tears, sorrow and pains are inevitable,
the goodbyes will come
even death the wrestler lurks
waiting for the final bout,
but before then......
Lets play together,
share our tears, sorrow and pains,
together, lets fight this battle that life brings,
lets merry and hold hands,
before the final bout which only God can win.
for we are debtors, we must pay
Oh friend! lets not fight
lets play forever
let the anger take a flight
flee from my sight
ye who seek fight
Friends should leave in peace
in the peace of God
or that which they can find
or that which life allows them
Friends should not fight,
rather fight that which cause them to weep,
weep, to sorrow and mourn
mourn that one whom he fought the night before
Friends should not cry
but life would spare not one
as the rain soaks all,
tears, sorrow and pains rains
flooding some and just a drizzle elsewhere....
We all need a friend
to fight the battle of life,
tears, sorrow and pains are inevitable,
the goodbyes will come
even death the wrestler lurks
waiting for the final bout,
but before then......
Lets play together,
share our tears, sorrow and pains,
together, lets fight this battle that life brings,
lets merry and hold hands,
before the final bout which only God can win.
for we are debtors, we must pay
Oh friend! lets not fight
lets play forever
Tuesday, 8 July 2008
Thoughts
You may learn from this, i wrote this for a friend of mine who despite through all failures, was not held back..I guess success is an attitude.We also need to learn to appreciate ourselves, let others know what you think about them, don't hide it inside, that might be the last time.
Read on.........................
Hi friend, i was thinking about you today and all dose times we shared.
Don't think afar, I remembered, your time in Ife, wen u were at d Medical school, and tins went bad, ow u kept on with your dream and stuck to your guns even wen no one was on your side, but u kept pushing, nothing deterred u...u were simply unstoppable.
See where u r now , even if u don't think u have gotten there(which u haven't though), but u have definitely gotten far, the bus has taken u far from the junction of shame and reproach, from d stop sign of failure and "U WONT MAKE IT", God has been your driver, He has held the reins even with the horse galloping wide, he has kept you.....
I just want to tell u, that i believe in u, your dream, u r a model.
Someday, wen u will be celebrated, i will be there to say this same tin......Keep your head straight and remain focused, we all have weakness, but look at Joseph in d bible, he choose prison than sleeping with his master's wife, that tells you that, standard should not be compromised for the prize is too great to be missed........
Remember God in all your dealings, He is d source of all tins.....
I will always be here for you, just like a true friend should, but also note, that d bible says woe to them that trust in the arm of flesh, so run to the lord in time of trouble before u think of me or anyone else, call his name for the name of the lord is a strong tower the righteous runeth to and he is saved.
Before the success comes, i just taut i should tell you, that am preparing to celebrate with you.
Cheers
Read on.........................
Hi friend, i was thinking about you today and all dose times we shared.
Don't think afar, I remembered, your time in Ife, wen u were at d Medical school, and tins went bad, ow u kept on with your dream and stuck to your guns even wen no one was on your side, but u kept pushing, nothing deterred u...u were simply unstoppable.
See where u r now , even if u don't think u have gotten there(which u haven't though), but u have definitely gotten far, the bus has taken u far from the junction of shame and reproach, from d stop sign of failure and "U WONT MAKE IT", God has been your driver, He has held the reins even with the horse galloping wide, he has kept you.....
I just want to tell u, that i believe in u, your dream, u r a model.
Someday, wen u will be celebrated, i will be there to say this same tin......Keep your head straight and remain focused, we all have weakness, but look at Joseph in d bible, he choose prison than sleeping with his master's wife, that tells you that, standard should not be compromised for the prize is too great to be missed........
Remember God in all your dealings, He is d source of all tins.....
I will always be here for you, just like a true friend should, but also note, that d bible says woe to them that trust in the arm of flesh, so run to the lord in time of trouble before u think of me or anyone else, call his name for the name of the lord is a strong tower the righteous runeth to and he is saved.
Before the success comes, i just taut i should tell you, that am preparing to celebrate with you.
Cheers
Thursday, 15 May 2008
From me to a Ten year old
Hi my friends, a friend of mine wanted me to write something for a little boy who clocked ten today an wants to be a scientist.......What was i suppose to write if not tell him about life and God even though he might no grasps it all now but latter they wikll begin to unfold like a reel.......It will be nice if you let me have your view on what i wrote..........
It reads.............
I am a friend of your friend (Aunt Funmi Ajayi) who told me about you, your birthday and your dream of becoming the world greatest scientist.
I share with you the joy of today, another great day in your life and that of your family. What a time for gifts, snacks and loads of food. Yes, it a time to celebrate, so put on your dancing shoe because am dancing with you. Come on, Boy!!!
My little friend let me tell you about life, God and science. Everything that you have, everything Daddy and Mummy has, even those that belongs to the neighbors, is given by God. God gives all, he gives Knowledge and understanding, he is the only one that make scientist.
All you have to do is obey him; he has placed mum and dad to represent him so he is never far away because he loves little children just like you. Oh! I didn't tell you, he had a little boy a long time ago, his name was Baby Jesus, you must have heard of him, he loves you but he want you to be obedient so he can keep loving you. Let me give you his phone number so that you can call him from time to time, oh! You don't need to have a phone to reach him; his number is 0-8-0- P R A Y E R.
Through prayer, he will hear your voice and he will come to you, you can help mum and dad talk to him, pray for them that God should keep them together and provide for them so they can as well meet your own needs.
Read hard and pray hard (that’s the key to success) so that you wont just be a scientist but you will be a scientist that knows Jesus. My little friend always remember to say "THANK YOU" for [i]anything, that’s what Jesus wants for nothing we have is ours but its him that love us that has given it to us. You may not understand all that is in this note today, but years to come they will make more sense to you. Thank him everyday and he will do more than you want. Also, don’t forget mum and dad, they have been wonderful, give them a big hug and say a big THANK YOU!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE FRIEND
MAY GOD BLESS YOU
It reads.............
I am a friend of your friend (Aunt Funmi Ajayi) who told me about you, your birthday and your dream of becoming the world greatest scientist.
I share with you the joy of today, another great day in your life and that of your family. What a time for gifts, snacks and loads of food. Yes, it a time to celebrate, so put on your dancing shoe because am dancing with you. Come on, Boy!!!
My little friend let me tell you about life, God and science. Everything that you have, everything Daddy and Mummy has, even those that belongs to the neighbors, is given by God. God gives all, he gives Knowledge and understanding, he is the only one that make scientist.
All you have to do is obey him; he has placed mum and dad to represent him so he is never far away because he loves little children just like you. Oh! I didn't tell you, he had a little boy a long time ago, his name was Baby Jesus, you must have heard of him, he loves you but he want you to be obedient so he can keep loving you. Let me give you his phone number so that you can call him from time to time, oh! You don't need to have a phone to reach him; his number is 0-8-0- P R A Y E R.
Through prayer, he will hear your voice and he will come to you, you can help mum and dad talk to him, pray for them that God should keep them together and provide for them so they can as well meet your own needs.
Read hard and pray hard (that’s the key to success) so that you wont just be a scientist but you will be a scientist that knows Jesus. My little friend always remember to say "THANK YOU" for [i]anything, that’s what Jesus wants for nothing we have is ours but its him that love us that has given it to us. You may not understand all that is in this note today, but years to come they will make more sense to you. Thank him everyday and he will do more than you want. Also, don’t forget mum and dad, they have been wonderful, give them a big hug and say a big THANK YOU!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE FRIEND
MAY GOD BLESS YOU
Wednesday, 14 May 2008
Dreams
Guard your heart with all diligence, cos out of it arise all issues of life........
The wandering of the mind, and the issues they arose, like raising the dead from the grave, minds wander, more than a missing child, even more than a dog tracing it way back home or like a train off the rails.
The flesh we are made of, yes, our greatest weakness, even in strength, we still see weakness....our sight, ears and all the senses, a breeding ground for worries, our pains and past experiences; a reason to let the mind wander, but the events of yesterday wont always be solved by the solution of the past.
Dream and dreams, dreaming even while awake, that the day will come when that dream will manifest and that joy will come to be, that the mind may then have a resting place.that it may take a rest from this wandering, wish i could concentrate on this......
Sometimes, i really feel like there is nothing to be said even when there is a lot in my head............Thoughts become distorted, harnessing them seems like war.........There are several things i wanted to write, some are still floating in my head, some i have deleted from this write up thinking it was not necessary.....As such, you will never get to read them...
Dreams are just like that, not them all make it to reality....some just remain dreams like the thought in my head............Wish i could write them all but my mind is on a trail of something...........
The wandering of the mind, and the issues they arose, like raising the dead from the grave, minds wander, more than a missing child, even more than a dog tracing it way back home or like a train off the rails.
The flesh we are made of, yes, our greatest weakness, even in strength, we still see weakness....our sight, ears and all the senses, a breeding ground for worries, our pains and past experiences; a reason to let the mind wander, but the events of yesterday wont always be solved by the solution of the past.
Dream and dreams, dreaming even while awake, that the day will come when that dream will manifest and that joy will come to be, that the mind may then have a resting place.that it may take a rest from this wandering, wish i could concentrate on this......
Sometimes, i really feel like there is nothing to be said even when there is a lot in my head............Thoughts become distorted, harnessing them seems like war.........There are several things i wanted to write, some are still floating in my head, some i have deleted from this write up thinking it was not necessary.....As such, you will never get to read them...
Dreams are just like that, not them all make it to reality....some just remain dreams like the thought in my head............Wish i could write them all but my mind is on a trail of something...........
Friday, 9 May 2008
DIY
Do it yourself, don't shout out, don't always disturb the others they would say,Yes, i have been keeping all their rules, trying to do it myself, trying hard to put the load up, maybe it will ever get to my head. I have toiled day and night, summer and winter to do it right but right seems to at sea for me.
I guess am not alone, several people trying so hard, to do it right but what they get seems far from right, where does help then come from, from the professional? even them have not what it takes to get it right, experience have failed men, Knowledge has not avail them either.Who then do we run to, where would help come from, the bible says, "i would lift up my eyes unto the hills, from where cometh my help, my help cometh from the lord which made heaven and earth".
The disciples in the boat after trying to do it right ran to Jesus to save them, that widow ran to Elisha when her debtors were going to take her two sons.
You can try so hard on your own to do it right, but if you don't involve the master, it will be a futile effort.The secret to success is a simple one , not hard work but a combination of it and involving the master.
Remember, if the lord does not build the house, the builders build in vain; the race is not for the swift, or the battle for the strong....(Ecc 9:11).
Many have tried but failed, others have seeked help where help is helpless, they have eaten bread of sorrow.
All good things come from God, he gives freely, to all and sundry who seeks him, I have put an end to wasteful toiling, i have insured all my effort in him who made heaven and earth, i have decided never to do it alone but with God, for with him all things are possible.
I guess am not alone, several people trying so hard, to do it right but what they get seems far from right, where does help then come from, from the professional? even them have not what it takes to get it right, experience have failed men, Knowledge has not avail them either.Who then do we run to, where would help come from, the bible says, "i would lift up my eyes unto the hills, from where cometh my help, my help cometh from the lord which made heaven and earth".
The disciples in the boat after trying to do it right ran to Jesus to save them, that widow ran to Elisha when her debtors were going to take her two sons.
You can try so hard on your own to do it right, but if you don't involve the master, it will be a futile effort.The secret to success is a simple one , not hard work but a combination of it and involving the master.
Remember, if the lord does not build the house, the builders build in vain; the race is not for the swift, or the battle for the strong....(Ecc 9:11).
Many have tried but failed, others have seeked help where help is helpless, they have eaten bread of sorrow.
All good things come from God, he gives freely, to all and sundry who seeks him, I have put an end to wasteful toiling, i have insured all my effort in him who made heaven and earth, i have decided never to do it alone but with God, for with him all things are possible.
Monday, 5 May 2008
EKUNDAYO!!!!!!!!!!
Thats a name that i hear and i go weak.........Ekundayo..........meaning tears turn to joy............Ekundayo, a name that brings tears to my eyes.....Ekundayo........May all our tears become joy....
Ekundayo, what a transformation, a U-Turn, from grass to grace, from sorrow to joy, from worst to good or even best.........Oh! ekundayo, may you come into my abode so that all my sorrow may turn joy.........
Ekundayo.......what a name........Joy turns to sorrow wit ease, death creeps in faster than a new baby would come, cars burn faster than the money to buy a new one would, the worst and painful of all is that, even death which cause pains and grieve is painful for the dying......
No wonder, Jabez in the holy book cried to God to change his name and he became Ekundayo for his tears was gone, and his reproach and shame, Hannah was not left out, so was Joseph. You will not be left out, for woe to that man that rise early and strive so hard till late only to eat the bread of sorrow....
May you not labour in vain............
Ekundayo..........Thats what my name will be , even in this new month, it will be ekundayo. You will not labour for another man to eat......Tears will no longer wet your pillow, what makes you weep will turn to joy, where you ve been rejected, you will not only be accepted but you will be celebrated.......
Ekundayo..........tears become joy only with God.....Only him crowns effort and reward hard work accordingly, Men always relent or forget their promises but he never forget, he is merciful,he his faithful.
For all our tears, they will quench the fire that burn our faith, may our hopes not be dashed.
Ekundayo, what a name.......it still brings tears to me eyes..........
Ekundayo, what a transformation, a U-Turn, from grass to grace, from sorrow to joy, from worst to good or even best.........Oh! ekundayo, may you come into my abode so that all my sorrow may turn joy.........
Ekundayo.......what a name........Joy turns to sorrow wit ease, death creeps in faster than a new baby would come, cars burn faster than the money to buy a new one would, the worst and painful of all is that, even death which cause pains and grieve is painful for the dying......
No wonder, Jabez in the holy book cried to God to change his name and he became Ekundayo for his tears was gone, and his reproach and shame, Hannah was not left out, so was Joseph. You will not be left out, for woe to that man that rise early and strive so hard till late only to eat the bread of sorrow....
May you not labour in vain............
Ekundayo..........Thats what my name will be , even in this new month, it will be ekundayo. You will not labour for another man to eat......Tears will no longer wet your pillow, what makes you weep will turn to joy, where you ve been rejected, you will not only be accepted but you will be celebrated.......
Ekundayo..........tears become joy only with God.....Only him crowns effort and reward hard work accordingly, Men always relent or forget their promises but he never forget, he is merciful,he his faithful.
For all our tears, they will quench the fire that burn our faith, may our hopes not be dashed.
Ekundayo, what a name.......it still brings tears to me eyes..........
Wednesday, 23 April 2008
Life goes on
I have heard it several times “life goes on”; after several downs, we just whisper under our breath, life goes on; yes I truly have come to realize that life goes on, no one has been able to hold the world back, and not one has been able to hold time to ransom. Even at their misfortune, we live on , not even the our heart will stop for their sake, cruel you would think but I guess that was the grand design, but the scripture saw “mourn with them that mourn and rejoice with those that rejoice” so it means our turn will also come, not one will be spared, but how the cursor moves, no one knows…………..I remember the case of a friend who lost her dad, and four months later they had another funeral, the mum died in her sleep, she had wanted nothing else but to be reunited with her beloved husband. What a painful death, for the children she left behind, the pains and the agony they left for them but they carried on,
I have known that some people or life itself would leave for us to nurse various situations from heartbreak to sorrow to good life…..In life its all sorts of stories……………
Today
It been long i had a chat,
It been long i saw a smile,
it been long i heard myself,
it been long long........
It been long, almost like years......
It been long, maybe less than that or more
It been long, i cant remember....
It been too long.......
It been long and solitary days,
but yesterday changed it all,
i saw the smiles, genuine laughter,
...joy and happiness, all from you.
Am glad i met a friend
so i wont forget this in a hurry
all because, its been long i forgot a thing..
When you find someone who makes you remember how life is suppose to be,you will be alive again. Today is another great day,where dreams will be actualized, some other ones will be born, i seem to be getting the words to come, you will agreee atimes inspiration is like gold, hard to come-by but other times its like mud, no one is reeaching for it.
On a great day like this, hopes are high,. dreams are swelling, i try to do more, even more than i can normally do, because the grace a great day carries should be maximized to the fullest.Days would come and go, but they can never be the same, for on some, hope will be high with no motivation, like someone from a troubled night, a terrible past,a nightmare.....
But the status Quo is WHAT A GREAT DAY ITS GOING TO BE.......... How the past affects the future, how we often carry what should be left to die, how we thrive through our midnight-experience, how life tear hearts like a piece of rag, how it destroys will and zeal..............
You can live without a heart, several people have but without a will and zeal, how can you live, what would you live for except that you will just want to leave.
Leave it the way it left you, where has life dropped you, is it on your track or off your course,
Life definitely is a rolla coaster, bumpy rides and smooth thrills......
Like the song playing on my computer, some live in yesterday, so today, they fade away, but its never late, wherever life drops you, forget why and how you got there, but your can always pick up from there, hope may linger but in tarrying, the end surely comes.........End to sorrow, end to weeping,even an end to waiting for hope.. an end of the endless end, which marks a new begining, a new dawn where the fishes can swim again, where we can see what we intend to see, where voices aint muffled with tears, where laughter do not brings the echos of sorrow, where our wounds will not remained unhealed, It will indeed be a new begining, though memories will always be there a sign of the past but life must always continue and if it must, it should on a sweet noteeven though sweet is not without vingear, as peace is not the absence of justice, always remember life is like a swing, like a tic-tak, a pendulum, a straying chicken in search of food, a bird soaring the horizon, a beast in search of a prey; its could be the prey or a predator.......
You must also remember that life will only take a good course with God.......
It been long i saw a smile,
it been long i heard myself,
it been long long........
It been long, almost like years......
It been long, maybe less than that or more
It been long, i cant remember....
It been too long.......
It been long and solitary days,
but yesterday changed it all,
i saw the smiles, genuine laughter,
...joy and happiness, all from you.
Am glad i met a friend
so i wont forget this in a hurry
all because, its been long i forgot a thing..
When you find someone who makes you remember how life is suppose to be,you will be alive again. Today is another great day,where dreams will be actualized, some other ones will be born, i seem to be getting the words to come, you will agreee atimes inspiration is like gold, hard to come-by but other times its like mud, no one is reeaching for it.
On a great day like this, hopes are high,. dreams are swelling, i try to do more, even more than i can normally do, because the grace a great day carries should be maximized to the fullest.Days would come and go, but they can never be the same, for on some, hope will be high with no motivation, like someone from a troubled night, a terrible past,a nightmare.....
But the status Quo is WHAT A GREAT DAY ITS GOING TO BE.......... How the past affects the future, how we often carry what should be left to die, how we thrive through our midnight-experience, how life tear hearts like a piece of rag, how it destroys will and zeal..............
You can live without a heart, several people have but without a will and zeal, how can you live, what would you live for except that you will just want to leave.
Leave it the way it left you, where has life dropped you, is it on your track or off your course,
Life definitely is a rolla coaster, bumpy rides and smooth thrills......
Like the song playing on my computer, some live in yesterday, so today, they fade away, but its never late, wherever life drops you, forget why and how you got there, but your can always pick up from there, hope may linger but in tarrying, the end surely comes.........End to sorrow, end to weeping,even an end to waiting for hope.. an end of the endless end, which marks a new begining, a new dawn where the fishes can swim again, where we can see what we intend to see, where voices aint muffled with tears, where laughter do not brings the echos of sorrow, where our wounds will not remained unhealed, It will indeed be a new begining, though memories will always be there a sign of the past but life must always continue and if it must, it should on a sweet noteeven though sweet is not without vingear, as peace is not the absence of justice, always remember life is like a swing, like a tic-tak, a pendulum, a straying chicken in search of food, a bird soaring the horizon, a beast in search of a prey; its could be the prey or a predator.......
You must also remember that life will only take a good course with God.......
Friday, 11 April 2008
So Soon
So soon, it has taken a flight
so soon, tears no longer run,
so soon, laughter shrieks,
so so soon, it so soon.
Time no longer tarries,
no more cry of the owl at night,
no more faint and distant cry of help
not anymore, its so soon.
Sweet and melodious voices
gone are the choked and cracked voices,
the wounds are disappearing
so is the painful pains.
all, fast disappearing, its so soon.
Like a flash, all is gone
gone form our sight with a flight
memories are left empty
the sorrows of the past drained.
Great is he who art done this.
Great is the lord
so soon, tears no longer run,
so soon, laughter shrieks,
so so soon, it so soon.
Time no longer tarries,
no more cry of the owl at night,
no more faint and distant cry of help
not anymore, its so soon.
Sweet and melodious voices
gone are the choked and cracked voices,
the wounds are disappearing
so is the painful pains.
all, fast disappearing, its so soon.
Like a flash, all is gone
gone form our sight with a flight
memories are left empty
the sorrows of the past drained.
Great is he who art done this.
Great is the lord
from my book of memories and future...
I was head over heels, read this, but i would do it this way again if i have to.
I have learnt to love like i have never been hurt, so i can be hurt like i have never been hurt?
A girl told me this;" love like you have never been hurt" then she hurt me like never before, but if she was going to love me forever, it would have been the same so i would always love like never before, only what you sow would grow and is what you would reap........
This i wrote one morning to my dearest one............
"wish i know what to write to u my sweet one ..........am trying not to overwrite. trying to contain my writing prowess..........trying hard not to hit below or above the belt.........because the pen or keyboard makes me insane wen it comes to writing about my beloveth.......so many rains on a sojourn....now back like banke......what an accident, that seems to be your name which your line was alway ......... that will never change with the fixed cable and able lines that will keep connecting to u every time i intend to dial the keys.............
I have learnt to love like i have never been hurt, so i can be hurt like i have never been hurt?
A girl told me this;" love like you have never been hurt" then she hurt me like never before, but if she was going to love me forever, it would have been the same so i would always love like never before, only what you sow would grow and is what you would reap........
This i wrote one morning to my dearest one............
"wish i know what to write to u my sweet one ..........am trying not to overwrite. trying to contain my writing prowess..........trying hard not to hit below or above the belt.........because the pen or keyboard makes me insane wen it comes to writing about my beloveth.......so many rains on a sojourn....now back like banke......what an accident, that seems to be your name which your line was alway ......... that will never change with the fixed cable and able lines that will keep connecting to u every time i intend to dial the keys.............
what a sailor i have been searching for d unknown port.....but i allow the tides n d waves ferry me on till i docked at your bay...........
Too much for a morning..........
enjoy your work....
D pen makes me crazy.....
Its all about u
Sahmmie................."
What do you think?
Too much for a morning..........
enjoy your work....
D pen makes me crazy.....
Its all about u
Sahmmie................."
What do you think?
Experience can fail........
Life today depends solely on experience, even most job offers are for the experienced leaving the green horns to their fate..So, all begins to strive to be relevant in their various vocation.
Experience is like "i have seen it before" so when it happens the gurus would just smile or laugh while the green horns would sweat and cry looking for a way out while some would just give up, never to return....
Experience can fail.........
Noting will forever be successful except that which only God has ordained.
Look at Peter, the master fisher man, as he toiled all night casting his net endlessly to no avail, hoping he would catch a single fish, but as the net went in, it always came out cleaner than it went in.
Peter applied all he was though on fishing, and that which he learned on his own as he mastered the art of fishing....But once again, Experience failed.
Then, the "I AM THAT I AM" met with him, the one who wasn't a fisher of fish, but of men, came to his rescue and told him to do the undone thing; to cast his net into the sea at noon. He caught the biggest catch of his life........
Jesus had no experience on fishing, so you don't have to have an experience to have that breakthrough, to meet that goal ,you don't need one, all you need and will ever need is JESUS, at whose name all knee must bow............
P.s. i will continue some other time.Duty calls now, but keep your comments coming.........
Experience is like "i have seen it before" so when it happens the gurus would just smile or laugh while the green horns would sweat and cry looking for a way out while some would just give up, never to return....
Experience can fail.........
Noting will forever be successful except that which only God has ordained.
Look at Peter, the master fisher man, as he toiled all night casting his net endlessly to no avail, hoping he would catch a single fish, but as the net went in, it always came out cleaner than it went in.
Peter applied all he was though on fishing, and that which he learned on his own as he mastered the art of fishing....But once again, Experience failed.
Then, the "I AM THAT I AM" met with him, the one who wasn't a fisher of fish, but of men, came to his rescue and told him to do the undone thing; to cast his net into the sea at noon. He caught the biggest catch of his life........
Jesus had no experience on fishing, so you don't have to have an experience to have that breakthrough, to meet that goal ,you don't need one, all you need and will ever need is JESUS, at whose name all knee must bow............
P.s. i will continue some other time.Duty calls now, but keep your comments coming.........
From my books of memories.......
"..........what a beautiful morning it is............
Hope u slept well my dear, n work is moving fine....
Dont be scared, of the future for he lives n the step of the righteous are ordered by the lord, and his word said;"THY WORD IS A LIGHT UNTO MY PATH"
God is the one who reveal all things through the spirit.The workings of the spirit is strange or foolish u might want to say but remember he use the foolish things of the world to confound the wise...
His ways are not ours, like the distance between heaven and earth so is the gap, but his love still finds yours.....
He died that we might have life.
I have met u over n over, yet the feelings never waxed cold, what kept them alive, was it God, or that is what fate has decided to do to us, like a pawn in a chess game; bring us together n take us apart so that enemies can feast on us..........
Namaan had his destiny in is hand, d onus rest on him to bath or not, but he did. Guess it is balling before our very face.....what can i do....my path, words are not enough for am never short of them.....u know my constraint...but as soon as i can do something....never will u be far away..
I care...thats not the best i can say but till i see u.....let my word be ringing in your head, body and soul...."
from my book of memories and future....
Hope u slept well my dear, n work is moving fine....
Dont be scared, of the future for he lives n the step of the righteous are ordered by the lord, and his word said;"THY WORD IS A LIGHT UNTO MY PATH"
God is the one who reveal all things through the spirit.The workings of the spirit is strange or foolish u might want to say but remember he use the foolish things of the world to confound the wise...
His ways are not ours, like the distance between heaven and earth so is the gap, but his love still finds yours.....
He died that we might have life.
I have met u over n over, yet the feelings never waxed cold, what kept them alive, was it God, or that is what fate has decided to do to us, like a pawn in a chess game; bring us together n take us apart so that enemies can feast on us..........
Namaan had his destiny in is hand, d onus rest on him to bath or not, but he did. Guess it is balling before our very face.....what can i do....my path, words are not enough for am never short of them.....u know my constraint...but as soon as i can do something....never will u be far away..
I care...thats not the best i can say but till i see u.....let my word be ringing in your head, body and soul...."
from my book of memories and future....
Its been a while i wrote something.
In whatever u do, dont let d stress get to you......
Remember, anyone who can put you on the edge, can also control you.......
The bible says" we are not under the law but under grace"
so his grace is sufficient for us.
Wish u a lovely day.
For me, here is not the best place to work n its not the worst...so i make d best out of it........
Job, in the bible said;"i will wait on the lord(constantly seeking him) till my change comes, and he will purge me and i will be as pure as gold."
So i do my best at work and in loving and serving all men,in adding values to their own lives whether they add or subtract to mine..
His grace forever remains sufficient.....
I never forget that life is just several strings of moments, one pulling the other, just like dat n its endless till the cord snaps.....
Will kip doing the best i can do, kip trying to love u right, till the cord snaps.............
dnt mind me, just taut of writing a line but the words came pouring like a stream...i have to shut d river now before its drown u..........(dnt get lost in taut after reading dis), i really have to shut the river of words from flowing now...they have been caged for long, work has not permitted me to write any longer..........
its well.
P.S: Over look any error, cos i didn't read thru as dat will inspire more writing.
Remember, anyone who can put you on the edge, can also control you.......
The bible says" we are not under the law but under grace"
so his grace is sufficient for us.
Wish u a lovely day.
For me, here is not the best place to work n its not the worst...so i make d best out of it........
Job, in the bible said;"i will wait on the lord(constantly seeking him) till my change comes, and he will purge me and i will be as pure as gold."
So i do my best at work and in loving and serving all men,in adding values to their own lives whether they add or subtract to mine..
His grace forever remains sufficient.....
I never forget that life is just several strings of moments, one pulling the other, just like dat n its endless till the cord snaps.....
Will kip doing the best i can do, kip trying to love u right, till the cord snaps.............
dnt mind me, just taut of writing a line but the words came pouring like a stream...i have to shut d river now before its drown u..........(dnt get lost in taut after reading dis), i really have to shut the river of words from flowing now...they have been caged for long, work has not permitted me to write any longer..........
its well.
P.S: Over look any error, cos i didn't read thru as dat will inspire more writing.
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