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Jane is a very beautiful and successful lady. She also loves God and ever since Emma set his eyes on her his eyes has been popping out.

Jane was well to do, had a good job and always had an infectious smile. Ever since Emma set his eyes on her his life had not remained the same.

He now saw her in his dreams. I will go closer to Jane he said, and closer he went and his feelings for her grew. They have been in talking terms for over six months and he felt so sure there was no one so close to her.

However he has been seeing two other guys close to her and who knows they will likely be having the same feeling for her as he has. He was scared of asking her out, he had faced so much rejection in the past.

In the past two years four ladies had told him no, the last two actually screamed no and told him not to call their phones again. He had never been this embarrassed in his life, he felt humiliated and worthless after they tore him to shreds.

Jane would not be rejection number five. And so he called Jane and told her he had something very important to tell him, there was so much urgency in his voice and so she obliged him.

They were to meet in a restaurant at 5:00 pm the day after he called her. The restaurant was known to her and she lived close by and so she was there by 4:55 pm, she also had another appointment later in the day.

Emma arrived ten minutes late, but was excited when he saw his Jannie well dressed and seated. He hurriedly went to her seat and asked her what she would take, a bottle of water she said.

And a bottle of water he ordered and so she was all ears to know why Brother Emma called her for this special time out. Emma cleared his throat and talked about the rumblings in his soul.

He gave her a sermon and told Jannie how the Lord has been telling him about her, he told her how the spirit always whispered her name to him, how she was his missing puzzle and then gave her a word from the Lord.

Jane, the Lord I serve told me to tell you that you are my wife. He also told me how many children we will deliver, I have been seeing you in my dream for the past two weeks and we are always in the garden at the cool of the day.

Jane was speechless, who was she a mere mortal to disobey Emma’s Lord. Emma looked at her and smiled as she digested his words. You are my wife Jane, my Lord never lies.

As they were still together, her phone rang and all he heard was okay, okay, oh thank you. Emma did not expect a reply soon, at least she would pray through it, “Jane cannot reject what God had said”, he said to himself.

Well Emma’s smile soon turned to a frown, as Jane was now smiling. Thank you so much Emma, I am also a daughter of the Lord and He is never an author of confusion.

As you can see, my fiancรฉ was the one that just called me and he is actually waiting for me outside and we are going to see the Pastor to conclude on the date for our wedding, we hope to see you in our wedding. She thanked him as she left the restaurant to meet her fiancรฉ.

Emma meanwhile was rooted to his seat, what will he now tell the Lord that did not tell him to say anything.

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    Nedee

    August 1, 2017 at 1:35 pm

    ??????

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    Kay

    August 3, 2017 at 4:28 pm

    Hahaha.
    And Cushi ranโ€ฆ.. even without a message

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Everyone needs to Hear Word…

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By Ovundah Nyeche.

Grin Grin Grin…

I get a call, I was to be a speaker in a conference in Lagos, Nigeria.

The organizer had emailed me earlier… But there was a little issue, my hands were full…. And my calendar was not smiling.

After deliberation, I agreed with the organizer on a date, as it appeared, a day was free in my calendar ๐Ÿ—“.

However the plan was get to Lagos, give the talk and get back to the Garden city of Port Harcourt on the same day.

The next day was my clinic, so no matter what happened on God’s earth, I had to be back on the same day…

I woke up that day, and my bag was already packed, I received my goodbye hug, from my “front hugger-in-chief” … I drove to a distance and my in-law completed the rest.

I arrived Omagwa or was it Ipo on time โŒš… While waiting to get to my destination, I had to do a second check on the slides I was to present in the conference.

And then I discovered, my slides which I spent ample time to prepare were trying to do a fast one on me… My heart was in my mouth… There was nothing I did not think about…

I had a small chat with my big dad, touched some keypads, and somehow I figured out the issue.

In about an hour I was close to my destination.

Few minutes earlier, I had boarded a waiting Taxify Taxi to venue of the conference.

Well there is no Taxify in Port Harcourt, I know there are other online taxi booking services, but I don’t know how effective they are in the garden city.

In less than 15 minutes, I was in the venue for the conference, and it was obvious I was in Lagos, as the posters of Sanwo-Olu a Governorship candidate kept monitoring every step I took.

You know that feel… If there were CCTVs attached to his eyes ๐Ÿ‘€, Las Las, I would have been effectively tracked.

But it was strange the road was so free… Was it not the same Lagos, my friends always scream about… Traffic… Traffic… Traffic… No those talks were graphics…. The road was so free and it was about 10:00 am or so…

In less than 15 minutes, I was in the conference Centre in a serene environment in Maryland.

The conference was a huge success, and it was a great time connecting with the host as well as the participants, as well as a bosom friend that came to say Hi to me.

Time flew, from 2 O’clock in no distant time it was 5 O’clock. I was to leave Lagos by 7 O’clock sharp.

My host made plans to book an Okada for me… As in motorcycle… For me, after telling me how wonderful it was.

For where, wu wu not take it… Oga do you know they banned Okada in the Garden City of Port Harcourt… Do you know Okada use to wound person…Oga do you know that as they banned Okada the number of head injury patients in my hospital ๐Ÿฅ reduced.. Okada people wey no dey Hear Word…Oga wu wu not take it.

Oga I no gree… Well it took about 15 minutes to get here in the morning, it won’t take up to an hour to get to the airport, and check in I reasoned.

Maximum, I get to the airport sharp 6:30 PM… Shebi they said Las Las I should have checked in by then.

My host smiled and booked the Taxify.

In less than no time the taxi ๐Ÿš– was at the venue of the conference and we took the apparently short journey to the airport… No be 5:00pm… No worry yourself… My host looked at me… And I am sure in that look he saw the future.

The journey back to the airport was great and boom the first diversion, the 2nd diversion, the 3rd diversion… And time was ticking…

I saw first hand the traffic jam…my friends always talked about… As we were rooted in a spot for minutes… 5:30 PM…6:00 PM.

I did not need anyone to tell me… I had to cancel the trip.

Even a bike may not have done justice.

Several Kekes seemed to be also stuck in the spot. If Keke had no hope, the car I was in was hopelessly hopeless then.

I had to enter another vehicle, my Legedis Benz…

My destination was an overhead bridge ๐ŸŒ‰ where I would take an alternative means of transport to the airport.

I trekked pass was it Archbishop Vinning Memorial Church โ›ช, passed what looked like a Police Training College… And in no distant time I was in front of LASUTH gate… This place was familiar, I stayed here for about a week about 5 years earlier.

I got to the overhead bridge, and you know what I bordered an Okada…Okada I had rejected over an hour ago.. And this one was without helmet oh.. I had to it was 6:15 PM or 20…No body tell me… I had to.

The constant call from my host, to know how far I had gone, sounded like a “Brother it is well, all will be well”.

I rushed to the airport, and discovered I was in the wrong terminal.

I had to enter into another Okada and by the time I ran into the airport to check in…

They had officially closed the counter.

Madam, I have to rush back I told those in the counter, Abeg na…

Na una hold up oh.. I left early for the airport oh… Plsssssssssss… I need to be in Port Harcourt ASAP…

For where, they were saying you have to rebook for another flight tomorrow and pay for late charges…

That was not what I wanted to hear… Madam, Oga I have to leave Lagos now oh…

I don’t know how this touched them…

They put a call across…

Wrote my ticket on a paper…

I ran to be checked by the security/ official in another gate… And they called again… And they were told to let me go through…

Moments later I was in a shuttle that took me to the plane…

And when I boarded, I looked like the guy who came to the exam hall, when his mates were already seated in the exam hall with their question and answer papers…

Las Las, we go land together.

Las Las, me too needed to Hear Word.

Las Las, I Heard Word.

And I will enter Okada, whenever I am told to enter Okada…

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Nothing just happens…

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By Ovundah Nyeche.

No nation or society, grows beyond what it rewards or punishes…

Curiously, many young people will gravitate towards whatever is rewarding and rewarded…

A nation that rewards its chess players… Will naturally have many chess players…

A nation that “worships” its sportsmen, will likely have many sportsmen and aspiring sportsmen…

A nation that rewards academicians, will have many erudite scholars…

A society that rewards and worships riches no matter the source… Will have people doing all kinds of things to be rich…The end which is riches, will be justified, no matter the means…

A society that rewards cultism, will have many cultists, in fact it will become a culture and it will be abnormal not to be one…

A society that rewards irresponsibility, will have a culture of irresponsibility…

A society that celebrates mediocrity, will have a recurrent banquet of mediocrity, spiced with mediocres…

You cannot drink garri and vomit fried rice and chicken…

Again what do I know?

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The dead don’t smell flowers, the living do.

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By Ovundah Nyeche.

Today I got thinking again…

I went online… And Prof. Pius Adesanmi was trending again…

Apart from the tribute…

Many of his masterpiece were shared online…

Though I follow him online, but today for the first time, I listened to his masterpiece, The parable of the shower head ๐Ÿšฟ…

Where he told a story about his experience in a classy Nigerian hotel ๐Ÿฉ where all the holes in the ๐Ÿšฟ shower head in his room were not open, even if the shower was working.

He would call the reception to complain about the bad shower and they would send a technician on time to come fix the shower in his room.

However, he was shocked the well kitted technician was more at peace with the fact, that the shower was working, and not if all the holes of the shower head ๐Ÿšฟ were open.

He used the shower head, as a metaphor, to talk about, our love for our culture of mediocrity…

His photos are everywhere…

I also shared his photo ๐Ÿ“ธ, but when he was alive, I don’t think I ever did…

His works and all the books he wrote are also hitting our faces…

The fact he was a national treasure has been resounded countless number of times; and even the President acknowledged him in death…

If any of his work is currently been promoted or released, it will sell like “bole” and fish…

*****

Go to any burial ceremony and villains become saints…

Go to any burial ceremony and see eulogies…

Wait for people to pass on.. And you hear the beautiful things they meant to others…

Wait for people to pass on, and their unpainted and dilapidated houses ๐Ÿ˜ bear a new look…

People who never visited, come visiting…

*****

Death reveals a lot of things…

How come ๐Ÿค”, when people are alive, they are overlooked, but when they die… They are everywhere?

How come people, have a larger than life figure when they pass on?

How come many people are celebrated in death more than life? ๐Ÿค”

*****

Would it be better to eulogize, support, value, love, encourage people when they are alive…

Would it be better to fan their dream and tell them a kind word…

Would it be better to give them a helping hand and not wait for them to die, before we realize they matter.

Give people flowers ๐Ÿ’ to smell when they are alive and not wait until they pass on… to fill their doorsteps with bouquets of flowers.

The dead don’t smell flowers ๐Ÿ’, the living do.

Make a difference in someone’s life today… Don’t wait until they are gone.

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