Monthly Archives: March, 2015

The seemingly boring grey haired man,yet humble

God is pleased with him.

He is not impressed by pleasant voices,curves, height or beauty.

Makes all things look vain and empty when its not about Him.

He bruises me, bruises me much .

He disciplines me, He disciplines me much.

He tugs unceasingly-much

I don’t seem to like it, to like it much.

But I am His child, His child –much

So I have to bear, bear much. For He loves me

Loves me much


Election people

Football and elections, the two things that make people see the maggots in their neighbors. The Nigerian elections has somehow made a lot of people see the Ebola in the neigbors, the meningitis in other people who will vote for a different candidate. The dark feeling of suspicion that  the person disagreeing with you might eat you up the next minute if he could change suddenly into a lion , the many affirmation of madness in supporters who have agreed to be called mad for deciding to choose one candidate over the other…the general idolness of the voting process. Many people have sacrificed all day just to stand and vote. I am not in any way saying it is wrong to fulfil your obligations, but am surprised that something of this world can make people so passionate they would spend so much time arguing, hating , and desiring. It is not wrong to desire a good canditate, but how many days do we see Nigerians desire God so fervently as during this elections? The idolness.

The world is not real . “The word of God brings us back to that reality everytime ” ,said Zac Poonen. This world and everything in it will pass away. That includes political parties, their achievements and failures and that includes our bodies, wits and minds. We will pass away. As we get fired up over these things, lets not become so intune with the fog that will clear up. The fog is not the clear picture. Let’s not be overwhelmed by the things we cannot see clearly. It is good to vote and personally I am very interested in who will be the new President of Nigeria because I have been praying for Nigeria, but that being said , I don’t like the way people are arguing and wasting their time and losing their sleep. Let’s make much of Jesus instead.

Why the golden rule alone is not enough

Saying that society can exclude God and simply do to others as we wish them to do unto us completely excludes the fact that history and daily interactions have shown that many will not do unto others as they want to be done to them. Infact many will do much good to themselves at the expense of others lives  and property, as much as their desires dictates. It is a very noble idea but it fails to treat the question of motives and why exactly we should be good to anybody.

Human beings are not buildings with fixtures for us to say “build society” . We are flesh and blood. Civilizations come and go but habits and general human problems have remained. We have become glossier on the exterior but our problems have remained old and ancient. Love and hate, laughter and tears have still come in the same old versions we had from the face of the first man and woman. In humans, there exist conflicting thoughts and desires. We find in us good and evil. We find that somethings need to be curbed in us and that like horses we need to rein in our excesses. Why is it that the humanist/agnostic/atheist does not question why at all we even have these conflicting parts in us?

To regulate the admistering of the golden rule, the human society brings its laws and metes out its punishments. Fine. You steal, you get punished and so on.The golden rule on its own at this point still remains a nice idea. The enforcement is external. External laws, rules, punishments and so on. But what do you do with a punished offender who is let out only to repeat his first offence? What do you do with those who are punished and come out hating having been so rightly punished? How do you deal with the desire itself at its very root? You can make laws that will make it illegal and punishable by death to commit adultery, but how do you deal with the adulterer whose adultery you cannot see? How do you make him or her a better person not from the fear of punishment and being caught, but just because it is wrong?

The golden rule is a nice idea if everyone understood it. It is supposed to be an inherent desire in us. We feel that something in us stir when we hurt another , but that will never be everyone and am afraid the majority will not be in this class of people. Science has not found and I doubt if it will find a way to treat dead consciences. That exists. Indifference. That exists too. Then what? Again, laws, punishment and everything external.

So what am I saying? Well, I agree with enforcements but I don’t agree that to create a perfect world, going about it the external way is of any lasting value. You cannot bring true self restraint unless you start from within. Getting your hand cut if you put your hand in a pot will restrain you, but if the  die hard thief at heart remain, the next hand will be used when it finds the opportunity. Men are not naturally good. Naturally bad men can pretend to be good in public. People can do good from wrong motives and no one will ever suspect. We can all be great people for the cameras, for the sake of decency and just being good neighbors because we are ashamed to do otherwise. But that will mean living in a plastic world with plastic smiles and forced kindness just to keep up with the idea of having good manners even if you would rather punch him in the face.

As much as we would like to do good to others, we will not be able on our own. We are naturally selfish people who think of whats in it for us. The golden rule does not say lay down your life even if they are underserving. It doesn’t teach us love those who mistreat us. Most importantly, it does not breathe on us the motivation we need to do all these things. It shouldn’t always be because we are afraid of karma because basically the golden rule secretly states that we should do unto others what we want them to do to us , because we are afraid if we don’t , one day some strange person go do am back. It is good to have that detereent but the best reason to follow the golden rulewould be because it is right even when we do not see the benefit to ourselves.

As much as we would want to pride ourselves to have such ability to do good to others, we can’t . We need help . That is why the Christian way of going about it is much diferent from any other worldview that says it in inherent in man so man therefore of himself must have the power by himself to follow it. The Christians on the other hand realize that it is in man to want to do this, but that he finds he does what he does not want and does what he should not do.

So, the golden rule is good, but it cannot be put in motion by itself. We have to be humble to realize that we need help to not be selfish and self centred even in seemingly little things. Society can be built on this law, if  it will be built, but it cannot because we are not good people. We need a savior who will work on our insides and not on our outer vessel, deterring it with blows and fire. We need the breaking from within. We sadly find we cannot do good to people if no one gave us consequences when we did not or if we were not expecting further benefits. We will do even less when we see that our interests will fare badly. That is why in my opinion, and I believe I have the backing of God, we need to do something first , which is love God first and then your neighbor as yourself. Only then can you love a neigbor you naturally hate because of a higher authority whom you can neither repay nor bribe(God Himself) .Fine, He is an external deterent but He works inwardly as well to create a desire to do good not from fear of punishment, but from genuine desire .

In conclusion the golden rule will not work on its own because it claims that just because man finds that he has right desires, that he will want to follow them. Also , it allows for external punishment when not followed which only stops the wrong action and fails to deal with the inward desires and motives. So, for the golden rule to truely work as it should it must include God and the Holy spirit which is able to help us always choose to do good no matter if we care or like it,if it hurts us or brings no visible improvement in our lives. God’s spirit is the force that makes the golden rule possible.

I knew the Lord before I knew you

So don’t dream of taking me away

He has always been there for me

So don’t dream of stealing my affections

He leads me besides the quiet waters

So don’t bring your idols near me

He came searching for me

So keep away from me, false prophet

He will reign forever

You are sweet but only temporary, dear gift

So don’t cling ever so closely

To the quiet place, Great Jehovah

Because You knew me from my mother’s womb

Oh Lord, I think it is very sweet and strange but still sweet, that a serious God like You had time to create sweet, funny cats

The Job 38 Ruler

Was reading through some impressive resumes the other day. People are always capable in their resume. Very efficient and reliable and I thought about God’s resume. What would God say if He was to tell us about Himself. It would be the longest and most infinite resume ever to be written. We know in part the capabilities of God but we shall know in full one day .

I created the idea of a Résumé.

I laid the foundations of the earth.

Who determined its measurements—surely you know!

I shut seas with doors

Seas burst out from the womb. I am the God who created poetry.

The mornings hold the skirts of the earth by My Command

Has the rain a father?

Can you send forth lightnings, that they may go
    and say to you, ‘Here we are’?

If I could change the world

  I would give everyone what they wanted and make them like me, replicate a little bit of me in everyone. Not too long ago, in a day I could call yesterday, I stumbled upon interesting comments. Person A said he would make the world a better place if he had the chance. Person B said that depended on what “better” meant, because what is better for A might not even be good for C, so the idea of a better world is a rather relative one. Goose and gander might be glad for this break, I guess, meaning my desire to replicate a bit of myself in everyone might not sit down well with everyone .

  I have thought about this and just like everyone else who has ever been interested in making the world less distressing, the usuals have come into my mind. Things like provide food for everyone, water , clothing, housing, stop crime, do everything to make people comfortable. I still think I would do this if I could, but there is only so much all these things can do . For one, a well built young man can lift up weights, he can run races, swim very fast, win gold medals in the olympics. One other thing he can do is pick up a gun and he doesn’t have to be hungry or naked to do it. His sister, the fine lady working in the firm could be so glamorous, hardworking, dedicated in meeting goals, but there is one drip , drip  that red lipstick cannot cover and there is an attitude that perfumes cannot shield. Only a race to the desert.

 Well. what about Governments? I will remove every head of state or President and King and Queen who is corrupt if I could. But who will I put instead? I will put myself instead. Okay, now you see the reality. From thoughts ranging to hypocritical-who-does-she-think-she-is?  to … anyway. Okay, I will put someone who is able, someone who is not corrupt, who could lead the people. That would be a good idea, but would that really change the world? If I did that in only one country, the answer is ofcourse not. But if I did that all over the world as the point of this essay really is, then sure,everything would be fixed, but how if this world contained our dear gun picker and his sister desert- chaser, would I have succeeded? No, poor Mister president would be left with an ungovernable population and I would have failed.

   I will not beat about the bush any longer. If I had my chance I would Christianize the world. In my opinion, there isn’t any point doing anything to change the world or making it a better place if I did not start with changing people. Providing the basic needs of everyone, preventing and altogether stopping crime are good things I could find myself doing, but the most important would be giving everyone a new heart and a sound mind for out of our hearts, vile things come out .

   If I could change the world then, I would give everyone one mind and aim . We won’t be like robots but our vision would be one. One goal too. That way when Eliezer is about to get a promotion, all the knifes in the coworkers hands will fall out of their own accord. That way when Funmi gets married, her husband will not look for camels that can go long distances in the desert, her first son will not have to turn to needles to be happy. That way  when Timothy goes out to buy bread, he will not find himself out of his body from a gunshot. That way when everyone wears sunglasses, the black and the white colored person will look alike. They will both be colorless. That way when Mark sees brother Ronke’s daughter hawking he will not wonder if at night, the red light will be reflected on her face because he will help her out sincerely. That way when a leader is given the honor of ruling, he will have everything he needs from an already perfect community of people which I would have created. That way , he will see no need to embezzel funds because everyone’s conscience would be alive and functioning properly. Everyone would try to outdo the other person in love and sharing.

 So, if I had time and power , that is what I would do to change the world.

What,Christian man / woman?

The words of Lemuel, king of Massa,[a] which his mother taught him:

What, my son? What, son of my womb?
    What, son of my vows?
Give not your strength to women,
    your ways to those who destroy kings.
It is not for kings, O Lemuel,
    it is not for kings to drink wine,
    or for rulers to desire[b] strong drink;
lest they drink and forget what has been decreed,
    and pervert the rights of all the afflicted.
Give strong drink to him who is perishing,
    and wine to those in bitter distress;
let them drink and forget their poverty,
    and remember their misery no more.
Open your mouth for the dumb,
    for the rights of all who are left desolate.[c]
Open your mouth, judge righteously,
    maintain the rights of the poor and needy.

Proverbs 31 Revised Standard Version (RSV)


…because life is a series of breaths

  Very few deaths shock me these days if ever. That is because I have visualized myself and everyone I know in a dead situation. As being dead. That way, there are no surprises. No one is undyable but I sometimes miss a few like I did today and my heart skips a beat. It does , even though it doesn’t have a reputation for doing so very often. First time I ever mourned and cried over a stranger was from when late Komla dumor from BBC news died. Yes, I had never met him , never thought about his personal life, but those days I was addicted to watching news and I had become too familiar and attached unconsciously to his voice and his infectious laughter. Also , he was African making an impact in an otherwise not very frequently dominated African world. To crown it all , I had just recently listened to his TEDxtalk and then his little about himself on BBC where he talked about his life and how his Christian faith was important to him. I loved that. Then he died just after reporting Nelson Mandela’s death. Yes, I followed all that history trying to link dots , that is if there were any to link. I don’t believe in coincidences.

  Today’s news of death shocks me in that way too. Was vibrant and looked undyable as well. Very vibrant if I am allowed to repeat and active for the Lord . But she is gone today. There is a time I used to pity dead people, thinking what a pity, gone too soon and so on. Death is a loss and a loss is painful, but when someone has died in the Lord, there is nothing me or you could possibly offer that could be worth staying back. That they did not live long enough to reap the fruit of their labor? What fruit? a new car? house? when there are treasures that do not perish in heaven? No, I do not think that way anymore. Now, then I hear such news I think of those left behind. Death is painful , but never is it painful to the dead in Christ. One day we will go to a funeral not realizing it is ours. That will be our funeral.

  Some people like to use the famous ”death , where is thy sting?” in obituaries, as a way to mourn, not realizing that that passage refer to death having been rid of its sting.  In this case, I would use it in the way they use it. In the rhetorical way but would refer it to the ones left behind like family. Immediate family.

 For anyone who has not experienced immediate family loss, you might not understand , but death has a way of making you question God. God ceases to be good. Infact to make it more general, tragedy of any kind is a very good way the devil uses to turn our hearts bitter. Death has stung deep. God does not exist . God has failed.

  Not to in any way trying to reduce the value of loss especially from death, but the Bible has always and is filled with promises of comfort for those who mourn. We just never pay attention because we do not think it wil ever happen to us. So it strikes, we see those verse, we know what it says, but unfotrunately it does say what we want it to say . We don’t see what it has always said.The bible says that there is a time to die. The Bible says we will be comforted . The bible says the dead in Christ will be ressurrected. The Bible says we should live each day as if it is our last. Life is a series of breaths. Its says do not waste your life.

 Mourn with those who mourn, but it is so ideal when we speak each day of death, meditate upon it .

It is better to go to a house of mourning than to go to a house of feasting, for death is the destiny of everyone; the living should take this to heart.
Ecclesiastes 7:2

If we always admonished each other and our loved ones and told them that they might not see us tomorrow or before the end of the day, so they should live righteous lives, most of the tears we shed would not be. Death is not for some other person. It is for you and me if the Lord tarries. So instead of all the coming out nonsense the media shows us this days and the boldness in immorality , we should be bold to talk about life and death daily because tomorrow it could be you or me.

I have told family that tomorrow you may not see me and I have told myself that just because I have written a blog post about death, does not suddenly make me invincible and immortalize my undyablility if there is anything like that. I might not live till tomorrow. I might. I might not see next year. I might . whatever the case let Jesus be glorified.


In the year 1745 the power of God remained exactly the way it has always been and the difference between now and then is nothing.

Me try, me try, save myself, last my strength be all gone, (meaning her ability to save herself,) could not me stir bit further. Den last, me forced let Jesus Christ alone, send me hell if he please.” I said, But you was not willing to go to hell, was you? She replied, [4] “Could not me help it. My heart he would wicked for all. Could not me make him good;” (meaning she saw it was right she should go to hell because her heart was wicked, and would be so after all she could do to mend it). I asked her, how she got out of this case? She answered still in the same broken language, [5] “By by my heart be grad desperately.” I asked her why her heart was glad? She replied, “Grad my heart Jesus Christ do what he please with me. Den me tink, grad my heart Jesus Christ send me hell. Did not me care where he put me, me lobe him for all,” &c.
-Journal of David Brainerd.

One thing I have gotten from this book is that the word of God has power and it is only the Spirit of God that can draw men to Himself no matter how far away they are from Him.