Voices That Live

I have questioned many things in my life mainly because other people questioned them and this threatens to awaken my slumbering worry-nature.

The concern or sometimes outright pity in their eyes makes me wonder if something went wrong or if I went wrong and I begin to doubt myself and then God.

But then I remember that just His voice brings life into every seemingly dead situation and yet again I lay it all down at the altar, acknowledge my weakness and helplessness and let God rule!!! So when my heart gets heavy by a careless comment made in concern or spite I remember that I listen to His voice and it gives life to my seeming handicap, dead situation or lack and I #rest because HE HAS SPOKEN!!! John 5:24-26

The question is: who's voice speaks to your situations?

Who's voice do you listen to?

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Saved By Sacrifice

He thought he heard a tremor in the ground

And because he was expecting it Corban knew it had to be it
He had waited 3 days to hear it.
It was what he had read about and what his mother believed but his father was a sceptic being a man of the robes and all. He agreed to the rising but not of a nobody whose activities were questionable or were they?
Corban had always followed his mother to the chagrin of his father but she was always right.
As he trembled from hair tips to toe nails, he wished he was standing right in front of the great stone when it happen.

He wasn't an ordinary spectator like many others.
They had had a conversation once even though he spoke and all he got was a wide smile and a slight nod. But ever since then anytime their eyes met there was recognition in his and of course that smile.

Everybody knew the smile even the men of robes, he smiled at everyone especially the children. Some said his affinity to children was because they had hearts unsoiled by life and his mother said, children were his until they began to make their own choices
He never really understood that but he his mother always read the writings of Moses and they had the ability to make you sound crazy

As he ran to the great stone he saw his mother’s friends leaving in a big hurry and he stopped. They walked past him consumed by their haste and didn't see him. All it seemed Mary kept saying was "alive alive alive" as they broke into a run. He also ran to the great stone that now lay on the ground slightly leaning on the side of the rock but no longer blocking the doorway and he looked in and it was empty. Mary's voice came back to him "alive alive alive" and he laughed out loud for so long he was sure he would wake up the sleeping guards. His mother was right after all. Oh the look on the faces of the men of robes, hehehehehe....now his father would take an early retirement and listen to his wife.

As Corban ran after His mother’s friends, he knew she will be with them at the shelter. They had been therefore the 3 days waiting to prove everyone else wrong.
He entered the room and saw his mother’s eyes awash with tears and she looked up at him and smiled and in the loudest whisper she said YESHUA IS RISEN

As they began to dance and rejoice, 1 of the 70 (you knew them by their wristbands) said,
Lift Him up oh lands and peoples
YESHUA is alive
Just like it was told to us
And now we have experienced
YESHUA is the saviour
He has led us straight to God
We are now made whole by His gift
Free to live free
No more blood sacrifices
YESHUA's blood has done it once for all

Corban was so lost in the frenzy he didn't see his father sneak into the room and hug his mother mouthing a "thank you". His robe was gone now he was just a man saved by sacrifice.

I DID IT…excelling in a male dominated environment

10 years ago I decided that I wanted to be famous. I didn't know how I will become that person I saw in the mirror every morning but I was determined. Seven years later, I just wanted to be the best at what I did and I worked very hard and tried to always go the extra mile. Three years afterwards and all I think about is the impact my work is making on individuals, organisations and the nation.

I started with curiosity!

I wanted to know more about everything and I was competitive. I desperately needed to be the best but I found out as I grew older that it was impossible to always top every interest I had and so I decided to choose a few things I knew how to do very well and excel in them. I didn’t want to try what I wasn’t good at so I don’t flunk it or come out at average and this made my options limited. I was good with English, Literature and History and I focused on this subjects in secondary school more than I did for other subjects and I topped the class all the time.

Don’t be a jack of all trades,

your name will get lost in the long list of experts.

You will be seen as a side dish and not the main meal

Be the only option for that one thing that is needed.

During my teens, I discovered I could dance and act but singing wasn't my forte so I danced and acted and only sang in groups. I also noticed I had a flare for writing and I poured myself into that.

Overtime, I noticed my curiosity had pushed me into learning business principles and development and I read every book and article I could find on the subject. I attended meetings and tried to get opportunities to share my ideas and with time I became known to have opinions.

Let your voice be heard for what you know about

 and you will become the go-to person on that issue.

Don’t just think it, say it;

you won’t be paid for your private thoughts.

Fast forward 10 years and I have worked my mind into a constant state of curiosity which is needed for strategy, creative thinking and business development which are the 3 main areas of my current expertise.

A few weeks ago I heard Hon. Abike Dabiri Erewa say, “It’s not a man’s world, it’s our world” and I agree with her.

It is how you choose to play the game of chess that determines how you win

Do you want to win? Learn the tricks of your business

Men natural tend to be go-getters and hustlers. Women are more nurturers and receivers. But with our natural disposition as nurturers and inert intuition it is easy to build keen expertise in an area of interest. That’s all I did! I pushed my energies into my natural abilities, turned them into skills and was not afraid to be assertive.

It is important that what you say should count for something and your presence should be added value to everyone around you. This implies diligence and consistency in acquiring and retaining knowledge for whatever industry you find yourself and life in general.

Yes I failed a few times but I learnt my lessons and tried again. You may fail but know there is always a way to success, and the fastest route there is adding value and being a solution provider to a recognisable need.

Go the extra mile.

Do more than you think you can.

Push yourself to be the best in your own unique way.

It is quite common now to find intimidation a constant in business but those who try to intimidate are those who are threatened by your knowledge.

If you can learn right and act right then you can do right and you will be alright

from: "Young Voices" featured on Olatunji.com.

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Before I shut my eyes to my minds wanderings

And enjoy the visions of a new year

Let me once again pen down words of gratitude

And frame my heart in letters that can be shared

To my God, Father, Love and Satisfaction – in You I exist in total bliss

To my Parents and siblings, my first partners – in you I receive love unconditionally

To my friends, my mentors and protégés  – in you I see self-affirmation

To all who say a prayer for me – in you I have confidence

Thank you

I am grateful

I still have many more years to prove you right

I will say the prayers of replenishing for you

For the blessings I will enjoy from your goodwill

May my hearts joy at this moment be your reality.


Amen

Who put the sour in sweet November???!

Who put the sour in sweet November???!

I watched my friend writhe in pain cause by the happenings of this month. He had lost his dad earlier this month just around the time someone he respected greatly passed on in a plane crash as well.

So we thought after the death of Myles Monroe we would get a breather. Of course, we can’t have anyone else die after such a great man? He was like hundred men in one. He lived such a purposeful life and touched so many people, institutions and nations. A friend pinged me a day after Myles Monroe’s passing and ask who he was, I was shocked and slightly offended that he didn't know who he was that the only answer I could come up with was “Ask Google”. Maybe I was over reacting but I believe just like Steve Job’s passing and Madiba’s passing would leave a dent in this world so would Myle Monroe’s.

And then I wake up to a message from a dear friend saying ChazB a fantastic On Air Personality and child of God had passed on too. I went numb for a moment and then I mumbled in the comfort of my room “nooooo, not you too”. Why couldn't some of these wicked and malicious politicians and religious bigots die instead I asked no one in particular.

What on earth was happening to sweet November?

I looked at the beeping red light from my phone and knew the news had gone viral. I wasn't ready to face my grief so I ignored them and curled back to sleep. But just like these precious lives, the sour that had been poured into my November had rid me of sleep too.

I didn't cry. I didn't laugh. I just went on with my life until when I chatted with my friend again and I realised three important people had been taken from him in such a short time and my heart broke finally. I felt sad and happy at the same time. Myles Monroe and ChazB had lived full lives even though to us it was short. They had such influence on people, we mourn them like we were kit and kin.

Life goes on right? And once again we have to pick up the pieces and move on. But this time, we MUST “find our place and fill our space” like Fela Durotoye would say. 

We do not plan to die but we must plan to leave behind a living legacy.

So it’s a sweet and sour November but we would hold on to the sweet and let the sour slowly slip away.