March 18, 2011

Do You have a Terminal Ailment?


There is an ailment gaining grounds around the world, it’s been around for a while, but hadn’t been named until recently. Do you have this ailment? Have you checked to be sure you don’t? I just analyzed everyone in my family that had died at one point or the other, and it dawned on me that they die of this same ailment. It’s terminal, this means you are bound to die once you have it. Would you like to know if you have it or not? Checking the details of how it works and how you contact it may shock you! Only continue if you have the heart. Continue reading

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December 6, 2010

Why Me?


Have you asked that question lately? This is a question we can ask in thanksgiven, but it’s a question we ask more as a complain and out of finding ourselves in places we think we do not deserve. We ask, “why me?”, “why not someone else?”, “why am I going through this mess?”, “Why?”. It may be frustration at work, an exam you prepared for but failed, the loss of a loved one, financial mishap, struggle with an addiction, loss of any type, health issues, acute fear, marital issues, frustrated dreams or an endless list of possibilities. You look at your life, stare at your situation and muse over your circumstances. You know it’s not a fair question to ask, but it slips out of your mouth anyway. You lift up your head to the skies, you desire to see and meet with God, and the question on your heart is, “Why me?”. I have an answer for you today!

From my personal experience and from keen observation of the stories shared by many others, I have come to one empowering perspective – “The message you were sent to deliver to this world, will be formed in the midst of your mess”. The reason why you are going through what you are going through, is because that area of challenge has a key that a large population of the world is struggling to open. The reason you are in that mess, is because someone needs to get the key, and use the key to set others free. The reason why you are experiencing what you are experiencing, is because before you can help others become free, you need to understand what they are going through and be able to show them the way. Continue reading

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September 18, 2010

He Got Away With It!


Being a working mother is a tough job, this particular woman lives in Ikeja G.R.A environs, tries to get home early enough from work, but her daughter usually gets home before her and waits at the security post for “mummy” to come. One day, mummy comes home a little earlier than normal, instead of seeing the 6yr old daughter waiting patiently outside the security post, she notices the girl coming out of the security post, and the security guard rushing out shortly after. Mummy, filled with worry, concern and “this can’t be possible”, decides to pull up her daughters gown… yeah, you guessed it. All over her thighs was the guards semen. Mummy could not contain her rage and anguish at the stack horror she had just unveiled, this had been going on for months. The average Nigerian mother feels it right to send away the guard and cover the shame, not this mother. She took it up legally, in fact what I know is as related by a judge. The guard is alive and well, and back to his normal life. He got away with it!

Nobody likes to be a laughing stock, and for the fear of being laughed at, many of us adults learned to keep our mouths shut. We even devised a proverb around it – better to be thought foolish and quiet, than to open our mouth and erase all doubt. This little 5yr old girl confided in her mum -”Mummy, Uncle Victor chucked pin in my bum bum”. Mummy laughed it off hilariously, and the little girl withdrew and kept quiet. She had not been educated to pronounce the word “penis” and said pin. Uncle Victor, continued to chuck pin in her bum bum for another 7yrs, and… He got away with it! Continue reading

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September 14, 2010

It’s not all about you!


We have all somehow averagely gotten ourselves into a saddening grind. We take up jobs because it’s the best choice for us, we negotiate hard because we want to win,  we do deals because we need the money, we go to church because we want to be blessed, say long prayers for personal requests. It’s all about us, it’s all about what we want, who we want and when we want it. We want a better Nigeria because of ourselves, because of our children, we want good healthcare because we need it. In this saddening cycle of life, it’s all about us.  If you think deeply about it however, you will realize… it’s not all about you!

“A person starts to live when he can live outside himself.” -Albert Einstein

The way life is wired, you cannot have true fulfillment or joy living life simply for yourself. You cannot be wealthy, cannot have a great marriage, you cannot enjoy career convergence living life at the level of “me, me, me”.  The best things in life are deliberately reserved by God for those who stretch beyond themselves. Continue reading

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July 12, 2010

Ghosts of My Girl Friends Past


It was 1 am in the morning and the TV in my room was on, I had seen the advert for the movie and had been a little curious. I had a flight for 9am the next morning, and staying awake to watch the film meant that I might not sleep until 3am, would wake up by 5-6am and pack my bags to get to the airport for 8am so I can catch the flight to Warri. It’s going to be working a tight rope, but I gave in to the temptation to watch, and guess what, it was worth it.

The key story in the movie was of a guy – a player, who did not believe in love or the institution of marriage, and had become a serial boyfriend… getting into relationships strictly for the short term value. He always ensured he didn’t get his heart or feelings involved, he had learnt from his uncle the master player, to be exceptional in the art of seduction. He had become lethal, he was great in his game, and he didn’t care much for settling down. His life seemed to go well, until one critical night. That night he was in town to attend the wedding ceremony of his only brother, there were lots of bride maids to kill time with, the wedding planner was an ex-almost-girl friend. The stage was set for one of his normal nights, but not this night. He goes into the gent, and there meets a ghost, the ghost of his player uncle, who came to show him, that this type of life he’s living does not have a good end. Continue reading

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June 27, 2010

How to Stay Sharp


I’ve been a bit out of circulation for the past 4 days. It’s been a hectic one for me, I’ve been co-facilitating and co-learning a great deal at the Holidays and Cash Leadership Academy 100 level. It’s a really mixed class with an age range of 24-60yrs of age. We are all from different walks of life with different experiences and backgrounds. The class content, energy and opportunities to learn are rich. It’s been a great 4 days and we have 6 more intensive days to go. The training has forced me to go beyond knowing to doing, to utilize what I had kept as knowledge, and in so doing I’m becoming better. It’s funny, but I don’t think I have put myself under the kind of pressure I’m putting myself through now, in a while, it’s so demanding yet so refreshing.

My mind casts back to those days gone, years past when I was under constant pressure. Pressure to teach another the content of a course, pressure to stand in front of a fellowship and share the Word. The pressure of accountability to live right because many other lives depended on yours. The pressure of praying from 12 midnight till 3am regularly without fail, the pressure of studying the scriptures and not just reading it. The pressure of always having a fresh word. I once in a while get asked, how do you stay so sharp and current, how do you stay so knowledgeable? The answer, is quite simple. Continue reading

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June 22, 2010

Who is Your Somebody?


Who is your somebody, and who’s somebody are you? Who is thinking about you as they read through the poem below and in which area are you that somebody? Let me see if I can get my somebody’s. If you are reading this I might just be your somebody… are you mine? While reading below, substitute my name for Somebody and my answers are in the next brackets. Now do it again and leave it as somebody and I hope I make your list in one :)

Right Now -
somebody is very proud of you.  (Let’s see, I’m proud of the Ilorin, Portharcourt and Abuja team)
somebody is thinking of you. (I’m thinking of the trainees tomorrow)
somebody is caring about you. (Caring about Nma, Gbemileke, Omolola, Ola and Busayo)
somebody misses you. (My mum)
somebody wants to talk to you. (I want to talk to a lot of people… JSM)
somebody wants to be with you. (My wife oh….)
somebody hopes you aren’t in trouble. (Fx22)
somebody is thankful for the support you have provided. (First, MI, my love, and I am thankful for your support…Ola, Ijeoma, Busayo, Felix, Ogho, Anu, Biola…)
somebody wants to hold your hand. (hold your hand and drag you up ..Ola, Busayo, JSM, NK, Mr. John, Matthew, Tony, Folayemi…)
somebody hopes everything turns out all right. (I’m hoping so for…Bro Sade, Nkem, Mr. John …) Continue reading

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June 20, 2010

Who Will Cry When You Die?


The thought of our mortality is one of our greatest reservoirs of wisdom. When we ponder on the transient nature of life, we ask ourselves deep questions and our philosophies are formed. When the question of death is asked, our highest priorities surface. I like the thoughts of Stephen R. Covey, when he says begin with the end in mind. One can hardly understand his or her life’s priorities without extending the equation of life over the point where life ends. Those who regularly connect with their mortality live the most meaningful lives, while in contrast, those who think they would leave forever make a mess of life.

Who will cry when you die? Ask yourself this question and it might reveal to you the quality of life you are currently living. Ask why will they cry, and you’ll see the things you are living for. The days are inching close to when it would be 1yr that heaven gained my mother, the days seem fast to the observers, but the value of that time, and the many times her value was missed is priceless. My eyes have not offered it’s tears for public display, but my heart has bled over and over with tears of blood, thank God for his comfort. When life has meaning, it always leaves a clear vacuum in the lives of other people. This vacuum makes people cry, makes people hurt and makes many wish it was possible to reverse death. When you die, who will cry and why? Continue reading

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