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 ?…
Where he told a story about his experience in a classy Nigerian hotel ? where all the holes in the ? 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 ? 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 ?, 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 ? bear a new look…
People who never visited, come visiting…
Death reveals a lot of things…
How come ?, 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? ?
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 ? 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 ?, the living do.
Make a difference in someone’s life today… Don’t wait until they are gone.
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Seeking for second opinion is not weakness
By Ovundah Nyeche
Pilate wanted to let Jesus go. So he made an appeal to the crowd again. But they kept shouting, “Crucify him! Crucify him!” Pilate spoke to them for the third time. “Why?” he asked. “What wrong has this man done? I have found no reason to have him put to death. So I will just have him whipped and let him go.” But with loud shouts they kept calling for Jesus to be crucified. The people’s shouts won out.
Luke 23:20-23 NIRV
The e-mob, the online offsprings of their ancestors who cancelled Jesus…the template is same…accuse anyone of anything…accuse a man you can’t get of rape and the mob shouts, ‘crucify him’… and willing accusers show up.
Accuse a pastor of rape and killing a girl in his church and the mob shout, bloooooood, blooood we need blood…it is true…that is where he gets his power from…and willing accusers type on social media…many times things not true.
Accuse a business entity of ‘kurukere’…and come all out…cancel them…they are cancelled…accuse a rich man of doing rituals…and the mob shouts burn, destroy, scatter, steal, kill destroy.
Have a heartbreak, get upset, accuse the alleged heartbreaker of ‘Wu Wu not take it’ …flash his or her number online and tell the mob, feed them with blood…shout bloooooood, shout attack and they all go out…with no evidence, no thought, no critical reasoning, no second opinion and they go for blood…and the cycle continues.
Seeking for second opinion is not weakness… patience is not weakness… temperance is not weakness…mercy is not weakness…it seems it is weakness…until you are in front of the mob…a cockroach in the gathering of chickens.
Ponder on these words
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Blue Tongues may spell danger.
By Ovundah Nyeche
The tongue sometimes tells a story…
When you go for a party or an outing and you see people’s tongue blue, it is likely a pointer that drinks are laced with Rohypnol.
Rohypnol is a tranquilizer ( drug used to relieve tension and anxiety) which is 10 times more potent than valium.
It some countries it is used as a sleeping pill.
Rohypnol also is abused as a recreational, or “club” drug, often in conjunction with alcohol to provide a high.
It is used in various forms including; crushing the pills and snorting the powder, sprinkling it on weed and smoking it, dissolving it in a drink or injecting it.
It is called in the streets; roofies, date rape, forget me pill amongst other names.
When drinks are laced with Rohypnol, the person who drinks it may not know as it is odourless and tasteless and because it is a strong sedative and also associated with amnesia the victim will not remember what happened, little wonder it is called forget me pill.
It is one of the commonest cause of surprise pregnancies in young people, especially when the only thing they can remember was that they went to a party or visited someone.
Choose your friends wisely and shine your eyes.
Drugs do not pay.
Stay away from drugs!
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Anger, a ‘D’ short of Danger.
By Ovundah Nyeche
I have seen sweet people turn to incredible hulk with little or no provocation, I have seen people who their anger is like bicycle, ‘e no dey hard to start’…yeah some of them believers too.
I have seen people leave a church program in high spirit, blessed and inspired and boom minutes later fight violently with other people, for almost no reason at all…I have seen people turn red with little or no provocation.
I have seen people have their weddings called off because of misplaced outbursts of anger publicly exposed due to the planning stress. I have seen brethren turn their wives to punching and kicking bags and I have seen wives turn their husbands to punching and scratching bags.
And many time help is closer than many people think.
It is good to pray and fast, make up and make decisions to change, but when it
‘Told in Gath, Proclaimed in the streets of Ashkelon— and the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, and the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph’ that you are an atomic bomb looking for where and on whom to explode, it is vital to seek help quickly.
Fortunately help is available, as you pray and fast, it is not unscriptural to seek medical help…to seek Psychiatric help…to begin cognitive behavioral therapy and medications where necessary.
Mental health issues are not wished away, or watered down by ice cream, a new bag, a gift, a hug or make up sex, alcohol or recreational drugs.
Seek help, before you destroy important pillars in your life.
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