“After a keen competition between Omozele and Ikotun Adebisi, I’m glad to announce that the winner is…. to be announced on the next post, and the gift too”
In the last 4 days, I have learnt a lot of things, seen a lot of things and heard tons, but interestingly it’s amazing me that the things that left an impression on me where not the things that talked to my head, but the things that ministered to my heart. Never in such a concentrated period of time have I seen myself cry and weep in succession. Yesterday was worse, I couldn’t keep the tears back for 30 mins, and my handkerchief had been left behind in the room where I slept. It was so bad, that I couldn’t even respond properly to the lady beside me who was trying to let out her emotions by talking to me. We were perfect strangers, but I was no where around, I was too far away and too long gone to interact in words, what I heard touched my heart and lit the fires in my soul. Ife, get ready for me on the 13th of June, you’ll be seeing a reloaded version of me!
The words I heard were not the words of gifted orators, there was nothing spectuacular or polished about their phonetics or their use of English. In fact, they couldn’t even speak in English, both of them. They spoke in the languages they could communicate with while someone was kind enough to interprete. They kept me in one cycle of emotion after the other for over 30 straight minutes. I’ll try and share with you the message with hopefully close to the intensity with which it hit me, I hope this makes you search your soul, review your life, and weep deeply as well. I hope it changes you like it has changed me. It was simply unbelievable!! Continue reading
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