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A Chance that was ignored

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How are you doing, Guys? I hope you're doing well. Recently, I've been having conversations with my friends about the pervert things going on in the church, and it has all been so heartbreaking. I feel we should get on this together. Let's talk about STONES. 1Kgs.6.7 - And the temple, when it was being built, was built with stone finished at the quarry, so that no hammer or chisel or any iron tool was heard in the temple while it was being built. Why's there so much noise at the building site? Why do I keep hearing the sound of the hammer and the chisel and many iron tools? Shouldn't there be only finished stones at the building site?  I mean, if there's still all these noise at the palace, I wonder what then took place at the quarry? I always joke around with people that "we're all pencils in the hands of the creator." The 'superstory' line. In God's super story, we're stones.  God really wants to use everyone of us, He wants to l

Identity Crisis?

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How can it be that the devil would think he could tempt Jesus and be successful at it? Remember that particular episode where he took Christ to a high mountain, showed Him the riches of the world and asked Him to bow, promising to give Him everything, if he bows. Keep in mind: The devil had full knowledge of the fact that Jesus was the CHRIST and logically shouldn't have bothered to even try, but that didn't stop him, he still tempted Jesus anyway.  It must be that, he knew Jesus was flesh and blood while he was on earth, as was any other man, therefore he was banking on the hope that, like any other 'man', Christ would not know His own identity. That maybe Jesus would not know that eventhough He was human, he was still the CHRIST and he had power to say "No" to what otherwise, as a human, he should be weak towards. See that?  Basically, what he did was, he tried to play on Christ's own intelligence. Just imagine if Christ did not know His identity, if tha

I lost my phone AGAIN! Why ME?

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"Why Me? God!  I watched in silence and so much sympathy as her sobbing turned near hysterical, some might even consider it dramatic, the tears streamed down her face in such a fast pace, you would think they were in a competition of 'which drops first'. It had been like that for a while and it was very well expected since she was robbed of her considerable essentials, her laptop and her phones were all gone, she probably had very important information stored on them, I actually felt like I could feel her pain. But she didn't lose a loved one, no, which is why some people might have started to think her non-stop sobbing, is too dramatic. Personally, I had no issue with her crying, but those lines though, she kept repeating them and, they started to really irk me. "Why Me? Why Me?"  REALLY? Bae, why not you?  Do you know that, 'Why ME?' means you'd prefer it happened to someone else?  Do you know that, another way to say 'Why me?', is to sa

Entitled Much?

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People owe you nothing! DISCLAIMER: This table does not totally exclude me, so it's not an attack🙏🏽 I believe our hurts will reduce considerably if we FIRST, reduce the expectations we have of people. You should stop it! Stop thinking they can make you happy. Stop thinking that because they're a rich aquaintance, then they should be able to spare you some of their money. Stop! Stop thinking that because they have a high social status and they're 'close' to you, it should not be a big deal for them to use their connection to fix you in a good place. Infact ehn, Stop thinking that your parents are supposed to fend for you simply because they're your parents(I'm sure you're above 10). Save yourself some heartaches, because sincerely, that's just you feeling entitled and your sense of entitlement will do you little good. Now when you do actually get these benefits from people, agree that you are BLESSED. That's the sole reason, not because of some

"I don't know what came over me"

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He rarely fought with his friend, but obviously something had caused a rift between them because, they were exchanging words in angry bursts, his friend said something that hit really low, it was obvious the friend said it to hurt him, oh his heart pumped hard as he got infuriated, how could that have come out from his friend's mouth? He no longer saw a friend but an enemy, only an enemy would wound him this way, he searched frantically for something, anything, he just needed to retaliate desperately, so this guy (his friend) could feel the hurt too, so he could understand how angry he'd made him.... There! a knife on the stool, and before he knew it, gbam!!!!! The deed was done, he had stabbed his friend.  His eyes are open now, he's not so angry anymore, now he can reason about what he has done and alas, he can't believe he was the one who did what he did, that's why you hear him repeating the lines.... "I don't know what came over me" because he is

Don't Rush

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Abraham, Sarah and Hagar - A pot mix of mess My Dad said something in one of the meetings we held recently, he said when one time he was contemplating taking a particular step, after he had prayed concerning a matter and he made no headway, he felt that taking this step was going to be his only way out. God asked him; " Do you think I can't do this thing for you? " he answered in his heart. "God, I know you can do it, it's just that your own takes time" It sounded funny, because most of us could relate with it. And partly it's the truth:  It can be very hard to wait on God because His timing is really very different from ours. But the reason is: He is working with His plan, not ours.  And we must train ourselves to work at his own pace, if not we'd get frustrated at how long he's taking and it may make us try to rush past him, and then we will end up making the mother of all messes. That's how I can describe the mess Abraham made by sleeping

Sometimes I wonder "Why?"

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Sometimes, I'm really genuinely upset with God (I can't lie)... Sometimes I'm angry at the fact that things happen that make me wonder if God is really on my side. There are certain prayers that when they're raised, I just get plain infuriated.....We prayed this prayer last year and the year before the last and the year before that. Why  does it seem like things just don't work out? Why can't things just go smooth? Sometimes, my mind is just saying... "God I love you o, but right now I'm angry with you. And I know you love me, but I.....  can't say I feel it right now" This is hard to write about, because I don't know if I'm the only one who sometimes thinks this way....and if I am, what do you now think of me? But sincerely, I've had moments in this life o.... One of those moments is when I'm thinking....  " Why do we have to face so much as Christians? Conflicts all around us, different kinds of temptations, ungodly ideas

How Did I End Up Here?

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Derek never liked his Dad and that's to put it mildly. If we were not trying to be modest, we would even say that he detested his Dad and wait.... before you judge him, he had his reasons. He would list them for you if you asked to know: 1. His Dad was always right 2. He never cared to know who they were, as his growing children 3. He hardly ever treated their Mum right 4. He talked them (his children) down most of the time. These are just a few among the many reasons Derek would recount for you.  The problem is: Derek's son, Rick, feels the same way about Derek as Derek felt about his own Dad. If you ask Rick his reasons for feeling this way, his list would be very similar to the one Derek gave about his Dad. So now, Derek has become to his own son what his Dad was to him: azin pe what he never wanted to be is what he currently looks like. Of course, you know by now that Derek and Rick are not really my concern. The real people I wanted to talk about is YOU and Me.  Derek and

The Choice

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In life, we have to make a lot of choices. What school will I attend? Who will I marry? Some choices are more important than others, for example; a decision like, "What food will I cook?" is also a matter of choice, (though what matters is actually cooking something good and eating it.)  But you see, the Oga patapata of all choices that you can make in this life, the choice that will make the most impact in anyone's life, is the choice to make Jesus Christ our Lord and personal Saviour.  "I have made that decision" (that's what a lot of Christians will say), but hey, if I twist the truth a little (tell a little lie) to accommodate my situations, or I still abuse, or may I say, if I exchange hot words with people because I prefer not to look dumb..... Can I still say that I have made that decision? Am I standing by it? That decision I made to SERVE THE LORD. We need to know that choosing to belong to Christ is a big decision, infact it is the ultimate choice

Writers should never not write

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 "Gimme a Break?" - please don't! Writers should never not write If you've started to write, then you can't afford too long a pause. I'm totally talking from experience so you can take it or leave it. It was at first a compulsory break, I lost my phone, which was my writing tool. "It's not going to be a big deal, all I have to do is continue to write after I get my phone back......" So I thought, but it didn't quite work like that 😁 You can't simply expect to snap back into writing after a long break, I thought I could. But I'd lost the fervor, I found it so hard to get back to the routine. Undisciplined me, I would promise to write and then I would not write, but of course, there were things to blame it on, I didn't feel inspired to write bla bla bla. And I'm sincerely telling myself now, that I was just being undetermined (and that's me trying to avoid calling myself 'Lazy') It works this way with a lot of thing

Work Out! (Fat people will not make heaven)

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Gym Hard "Brother Yinka! Oya let's go o" Femi had pushed the door to his brother's room open. Now, he was rapping at it and calling at the same time. 'Oh Lord Jesus! What's this noise that will not allow me to enjoy my sleep now?' Bro Yinka asked subconsciously as he still struggled to remain asleep, but alas, he'd already woken up. "Mtchew, Ohhhh" he grumbled and hissed to himself, recognizing his little brother's voice. "Go where?" he asked groggily as he stretched on the bed, his shirt lifting up to reveal his ripped muscles as Femi eyed him with just a little bit of envy. "To the gym now, Bro, sheybi I told you to get ready by 5am, this is already 5:30, please, stand up and let us go" Femi replied impatiently. "Ehn, but I don't understand this your sudden passion for gyming o, I simply don't get it, I've not been able to sleep and enjoy it since you started this thing. You won't even let