Archive | March 2014

Solid Rock.

Hello People,

Thank God it’s Saturday o, this post is out. Finally.

Yeah, it was scheduled for last Sunday but I had mega issues with my laptop, I had typed, to publish then became an issue. Week was hectic too, couldn’t write anything. So you get why I’m thanking God it’s Saturday right? I had to retype today after a loonngg meeting. Enough of my story, I’m really sorry for just posting. This post was very fresh on my mind on Sunday, I pray it blesses someone. A short one it is.

Okay, let’s get down to business.

This if for my very dear friend, who lost her dad recently and to everyone who has a part of them in heaven, keep standing on the solid rock sweethearts, no other ground can keep you up.

Read. Sing. Meditate. Enjoy!!!



My hope is built on nothing less

Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;

I dare not trust the sweetest frame,

But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.


On Christ the solid rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,

All other ground is sinking sand.


When darkness hides His lovely face,

I rest on His unchanging grace;

In every high and stormy gale,

My anchor holds within the vail


On Christ the solid rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,

All other ground is sinking sand.


His oath, His covenant, His blood

Support me in the ‘whelming flood’

When all around my soul gives way,

He then is all my hope and stay.


On Christ the solid rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,

All other ground is sinking sand.


When He shall come with trumpet sound,

Oh, may I then in Him be found,

Clothed in His righteousness alone,

Faultless to stand before the throne.


On Christ the solid rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,

All other ground is sinking sand.



So my friend’s dad has been down with stroke for a while and now, he is gone. I remember the prayers and everything. The day my friend received this news, she was fasting and praying for this same purpose. But think about it, if our ‘righteousness and prayers can keep people we love with us forever, will some people ever die?? No one can explain these things.

No matter what we do or say, people will die. We can only pray that we live long and fulfill purpose.

When people we love die, what should we do? Is this all there is to life: To live, dream, build castles in the air and then fall and die one day? I wrote something similar sometime ago, please read it here When a Loved One Leaves…

There are some wounds that even time cannot heal, some form of pain that cannot be assuaged, sometimes words are not just enough but what do we do? We can only make do with what we have, the good memories and the not so good ones too. If the deceased knew Christ, then we know that we shall meet again. That makes all the difference in the world.


People teach that it is impossible to live forever with the ones you love. I disagree. I know you can live forever with the ones you love, if you want to.

That your sister that is going down the drain, does she know about Jesus yet? Since you know she’ll die someday, don’t you care about her soul?

That friend you keep your bible from, the one who tells you about his liberal beliefs with all joy, that same one you have never mentioned Christ to because you don’t want to be seen as a fanatic, remember him? Tell me again how much you love him.

See, life is a choice, we can choose between life and death. We can choose to live forever with the ones we love in Christ’s kingdom. We can decide not to walk the right path alone and take as many people as possible along with us.

So Bible says there is joy in heaven over a sinner that repents. If you had the opportunity to tell someone about Christ just some few hours before the person’s death, how would you feel? How would you feel knowing that this same person would have ended in hell if you hadn’t spoken up? Now think about it, at the burial ceremony of such a person, you’ll probably shed tears yeah? what kind of tears would it be?

I think we owe the people we love that much. Show them the way if you know it. Love them, don’t just wait till they are gone. Love them as you love yourself!

It is not enough to cry and yell when people die, we shouldn’t even wait till then. God gave you the people in your life for a reason, love them while you can, someday, He will need them back.

Here’s to everyone who has ever lost someone dear; people who died as a result of other people’s carelessness, those whose deaths could have been averted, to all the souls we’ve ever lost to plane crashes, road accidents et al, all who lost their lives as a result of the incessant boko haram attacks in Nigeria and yes, all the youths who died in the recent Immigration exercise, 




if they have gone to be with the Lord, we will definitely meet again, if we also walk the right path. This is the only consolation we have.

If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most pitiable-1 Corinthians 5:19



Someday, we shall see them again. Someday, we shall meet to part no more. Till then, may the God of all comfort keep us all!

Why Do We Sing?

Hello Darlings,

How was your week? And today’s service?

I apologise for not putting something up last Sunday, girl was on a journey and it was mighty stressful.

Okay, so i promised a hymn or a song every Sunday right? We’ve been doing hymns, it’s a song today (Yeah, excited much).

So the song for today is one we all know, it is a question really, one we all need to answer truthfully.

Sing, Meditate, Enjoy.

Why Do We Sing By Kirk Franklin

Someone asked the question
Why do we sing?
When we lift our hands to Jesus
What do we really mean?
Someone may be wondering
When we sing our song
At times we may be crying.
And nothing’s even wrong
I sing because I’m happy
I sing because I’m free
His eye is on the sparrow
That’s the reason why I sing
You’re the reason why I singGlory
I give the praises to You

You’re the reason why I sing

And when the song is over
We’ve all said
In your heart just keep on singing
And the song will never end
And if somebody asks you
Was it just a show?
Lift your hands and be a witness
And tell the whole world
And when we cross that river
To start  war no more
We will sing our songs to Jesus
The one whom we adore


Why do we sing? or better still, why do you sing?

A wise somebody once said, ‘when the purpose of a thing is not known, abuse is inevitable.’

A lot of us like music. To answer the question, ‘why do we sing?’ might be a bit difficult, as far as we are concerned, it’s an in-built thing.


For you, is music all about raising holy hands in worship?

Or do you sing to let off some steam?

Some of us sing to ‘feel good’.

For some others, if everybody’s singing it, i gotta sing too.Never mind the fact that it might be a case of empty lyrics and hyped beats as is the case with most of the secular songs around.

Wait, we all went to church today right? (even if you didn’t, at least you’ve been there before). So when it was time to sing, what came to your mind? What happened to you on the inside?


Really? You mean you don’t know?

When we lift our hands to Jesus, what do we really mean?

Is it to thank Him for everything? Or simply to worship Him for who He is?

Raise you hands in acknowledgement of who He is and what He has done.


Worship goes beyond singing ‘slow’ songs and closing our eyes while at it. Gone are the days when at the mention of worship, ‘e se o baba…’ comes to mind.  Worship is an expression, it goes beyond you really, you can’t explain it. You find yourself lost in His presence, you are just in awe, swaying in the strength of worship. The tempo of the song, whether slow or fast does not really matter, as long as your passion is conveyed with dexterity.


Please don’t tell me gospel songs are boring, for every genre, there are songs that can change your life. Talk about Deitrick Haddon, Don Moen, Women of Faith, Hillsong, Natalie Grant, Cece Winans, Juanita Bynum etc. In this part of the world, African richness is exuded in our gospel songs. From the Sonnie Badus to the Kores to the Sinachs, to the Nathaniel Basseys, Frank Edwards etc of our time, gospel songs can only get better.


When we worship in spirit and in truth, the inevitable happens, it is called change! It is impossible to worship from the depth of your heart/soul and remain the same!


Ah, the joy of being in His presence, doing nothing but worship, knowing this is all we’ll do in heaven. The feeling that envelopes you when you worship with everything within you ehn, it is more refreshing than swigs of coffee at dawn, it is way better than smelling the drifting fragrance of flowers upon waking, it is incomprehensible really, everyone should experience it.


At times we may be crying, and nothing’s even wrong.

For Lawrence Flowers, it’s this simple:



All the worshiper in me wants to be free
From the cares of life that seem to weigh me down
Yes the worshiper in me needs consistency,
to lift my hands and you give praise when no one’s around

All the worshiper in me wants to break free
From the intellectual mentality
Like I when I should be up, I’m sitting in my seat
I should be lifting up my hands, giving you praise and glory
Lord, I should be giving you more
I should be giving you more

I wanna give my best to you
i wanna do what you asked me to
i wanna go wherever you say
just say the word and I’ll obey
I wanna live the life that’s real
I wanna serve you Lord for real
For you deserve all these and more
So I give you more
More More
(It belongs to you)
You’re deserving of more (repeat several times)……..

You don’t know Lawrence Flowers?
Let’s come back home, Nathaniel Bassey has this to say about worship:

Verse 1:
When I think upon your goodness;
And Your faithfulness each day
I’m convinced it’s not because I am worthy –
to receive the kind of love that You give.
But I’m grateful for your mercy,
and I’m grateful for your grace
And because of how You’ve poured out Yourself,
I have come to sing this song out in praise

Imela, Imela (Thank You! Thank You!)
Okaka, Onyekeruwa (Great and Might creator of the world)
Imela, Imela, (Thank You! Thank You!)
Eze m Oh (My King)

Verse 2:
Who am I to sing Your praises?
Who am I to worship You?
It’s Your blood that makes the difference in me
And made a way to enter into Your throne
I could not come near Your presence
I could never sing Your song
But the sacrifice on Calvary’s tree
is the reason I can cry out today


Onyedikagi? Ekene diri gi(Who is like You? All Glory belongs to You)
Onyene mema (He who does good)
Onyedikagi? Ekene diri gi (Who is like You? All Glory belongs to You)
Onye nagworia (Mighty Healer)

So these guys have their reasons. What’s yours?

And if somebody asks you, was it just a show? Lift your hands and be a witness, and tell the whole world NO!


I could go on and on about how you are not supposed to listen to some songs or how you should worship God with your life, but I think I’ll just say these:

If it won’t edify your soul, it ain’t worth listening to. If it won’t draw you closer to your maker, you have no business singing it. But we know these already, don’t we? To know is not enough, to do is the main thing.

Again I ask, why do you sing?


Have a great week People.


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“I don’t have girl friends, I prefer to hang out with guys.”

“I Can’t imagine having a woman as a boss. I can’t even work with ladies, lai lai, tufiakwa!”

“Guys are super cool. Girls? too complicated.”


How many times have we heard things like these? Worse still, how many times have we said things like these? As ladies o. I mean coming from a guy, it will be so easy to tag him ‘chauvinist’ but even girls? When I hear things like these, i laugh. If you can’t have a woman as your superior, you probably want to be a subordinate all your life.

I agree the female gender might be a bit, just a lil bit complicated but really, we were born with sin, must we stay in sin?

If you as a lady cannot have girlfriends, what should happen to the little girl who doesn’t have a voice of her own? Or the lady who admires you from afar? You are someone’s ‘mentor’, someone sees you and believes that things can get better, though you may never know. There’s a girl somewhere, who really wants the gift of your friendship but since you can’t handle ‘drama’, you may never know what could have been.


Me, I am not one of those who can’t stand ladies (biko i no be lady?), i have girlfriends, and i love, love them with their drama, noise and all. For me ehn, the drama is even the fun part. Don’t get me wrong, I have guys as friends as well, amazing guys I must say, but some things are meant just for my girlfriends. I am not one of those who believe in gender equality. We are not equals. A man can do what he can do and a woman can do what she can do, “What a man can do, a woman can do better” is so not my ‘thing’. I just don’t get why ladies will sit down all day and complain about fellow ladies or why a lady boss will delight in making a subordinate’s life difficult. And is that so common or what?

All to show we are not mates in every sense of the word? Or what’s that slogan again? Give ’em some attitude?

Guess what darling, if you must give her some ‘attitude’ to prove a point, you are not so different from her after all.

Really, must we always prove a point? must people complain when a woman is ‘up there’?

You know if these things happen amidst unbelievers, it might be easy to overlook  but even in the midst of Christians? People who are supposed to love others no matter what? People who should shine in this dark world? Where then is our faith?

If I still find it difficult to say hi to the girl next door just because she has never greeted first, I think my faith should be questioned.

If I must give the lady at work a piece of my mind whenever she ‘runs’ her mouth, I just can’t take nonsense, I say to myself. Well, my Christianity might just be a title.

If I can’t stop carrying tales about a particular ‘bad’ girl in church or wherever, I should check my life to see if I am actually perfect.

If I still tell myself, ‘I don’t have anything against her really, but I can never speak to her again, ever!’, I probably need to define my own version of Christianity.

Sometime ago, I called together some ladies in Church and I suggested we pick prayer partners and start praying for each other about deep stuffs. A particular lady told me she couldn’t be involved because some ladies were included. She told me the last time she tried sharing some deep stuffs about herself with them, third, fourth and fifth parties had one or two things to say about her life and of course, they told her the source of their information.

Really? That bad huh?

I know some ladies though, perfect examples I must say. Ladies who have been redeemed, women who can look back and say indeed, old things have passed away. Ladies who quarrel today and make up today, bosses who gist with subordinates as though they were on the same level, that is not to say the job should suffer, it’s all about striking a balance.

Say hi, give genuine compliments, be friendly, apologise, be grateful, it doesn’t hurt anyone really.

It’s very easy to judge others, to dwell on their negative side and complain all day. But really, is there a perfect one?

In Jesus’ words, ‘Let (s)he who is without sin be the first to cast a stone.’

It’s that simple really. No one is perfect, we all need grace.

Christianity is not a destination after all, it is a journey.

One of the things I want to do with my life is to make life easier for the sister next to me, to encourage sisters like me, to hold a feeble hand up. A gentle word, a kind act can make a world of difference.


It’s this simple, a little girl without help or support can be destroyed easily, a lot of things can go wrong with her life and when she comes across a grown woman who is successful, she feels something stir within her, it’s called hope. Don’t act like it does not concern you, because it does.

It might not be so easy, it might take just a little effort, but it’s not impossible. Some of us are temperamental, we just can’t stand people who are not as smart or as intelligent as we are. Well, here’s the good part: With the help of the Holy Spirit, we can do all things. Patience is one of the fruits of the Spirit remember? The fight against flesh is a constant battle, we must never give up!


I have a boss who is a lady. You cannot imagine the things I heard about her at first. I did not care, I told the tale bearers I could work with anyone. I’ve discovered she is a nice person, the work gets to her sometimes though, but she ain’t bad. Instead of joining the gossip mongers, I prefer to tell them how wonderful she is. They look at me as if I’m crazy or something, I don’t really care, that’s my opinion. It is so easy to complain about others, but the easy path is not always the right path.


When we hang out with our friends, we shouldn’t just discuss the latest fashion or gossip like our whole life depended on it, we should share deep stuffs as well. Our friends should see us as people who can be trusted with secrets. People should come to us when they are down knowing the joy of Christ in us is infectious.

Next time you are tempted to be envious of someone, you can just try to be close to the person. Sometimes, we see what we want to see in people and not who they really are. When you are tempted to complain about the ‘bad’ side of others, try saying what you wish to see in them instead or talk about the good part of the individual. It’s not being delusional, it’s called ‘calling things that be not as though they were.’

Yeah I know women are wired differently bla bla, I know it is not possible to change everyone at once but we can start with ourselves, one lady at a time and hopefully, we can change our world.


The Holy Spirit in the life of a believer makes all the difference. Make friends, (Guys, girls), help people, let your light shine that people may see you and know that women can be ‘up’ there and make things happen without shoving it down people’s throats.


The world is dark enough as it is. Dare to be different, dare to shine.

Yes we can. Yes we will!!

I hope you got something from my ramblings? Don’t just run off, drop your comments below. Share your thoughts with others, let’s know how we can help one other.


Enjoy the rest of your weekend Sweethearts, enjoy life, build strong relationships and remember to be a blessing to a sister.

Plenty Love.

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Why I Don’t Love My Fiance

I couldn’t have read this and not share. Every unmarried person, hoping to be married someday should read this. With this mentality, who born divorce? Love is a choice afterall…

Michael J. Pittman

In 130 days I’m getting married, and a friend recently asked me why I love my fiancé. I wanted to share a deeper perspective on Amanda and I’s relationship, so before I answered why I love her, I had to first explain to him the reasons I don’t love my future bride to be.

I came to two conclusions:
First is, I don’t love Amanda for what’s on the outside. I know. It sounds cheesy, it sounds sappy. This perspective is not a novel idea by any means. How many times have you heard someone say, “I don’t love you for what’s on the outside. I love you for what’s on the inside.” But that brings me to my second conclusion.

I don’t love Amanda for what’s on the inside either.

Now don’t get me wrong, there are many things on the inside and outside that I love about

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It Is So Sweet!

Hello People,

Thank you for stopping by again today. How was your week?

Happy new Month! Thank God for grace!

Ten more months to go right? Yep, I’m counting.

How was today’s service?

It was great for me too!


For today’s hymn, I have a short story on the writer. I hope this will help you to relate with the song.

Read in-between the lines, Sing, Meditate, Enjoy!!

“Since He did not spare even His own son for us but gave Him up for us all, won’t He also surely give us everything else?”-Romans 8:32

The story of Louisa Stead, the writer of today’s hymn, is a classic example of the helpless who “cried and the Lord heard her, and delivered her out of all her troubles.” Louisa knew the Lord at a young age and first felt the call to missionary work in her teens. She was however deterred from going into the mission field due to her frail health. At the young age of twenty one, she left England for America. She then met Mr Stead and got married to him in 1875. They had a daughter who they named Lily. While enjoying a family picnic on Long Island Sound, Louisa and Lily both watched helplessly as their husband and father drowned while trying to save a drowning boy (He had heard the boy’s screams and had run to his rescue; alas both he and the boy drowned).

“Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him”-Job 13:15a

Without the support of her husband, Louisa’s fortunes changed and she experienced great poverty. However, The Lord of Hosts, our maker and redeemer, Husband to widows in Christ showed himself strong on her behalf by becoming her husband. Louisa learnt to look unto and trust the Author and Finisher of her faith, and He neither left nor forsook her. In the midst of her trials and tribulations, having experienced our Saviour’s reassuring and unfailing love, she wrote this beautiful hymn (in 1882) in which over and over, she affirmed the joy and peace that come from simply trusting in Him. Louisa and her daughter overcame their challenges, and later, they both became missionaries in South Africa, Louisa thus eventually fulfilling her God-ordained destiny.

‘Tis So Sweet To Trust In Jesus

“And those who know your name will put their trust in You; for You Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You.”-Psalm 9:10

‘Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,

Just to take Him at His word;

Just to rest upon His promise,

And to know, “Thus says the Lord!”


Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him,

How I’ve proved it o’er and o’er

Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus,

O for grace to trust Him more!

“..who delivered us from so great a death, and does deliver us; in whom we trust that He will still deliver us.”-2 Corinthians 1:10

O how sweet to trust in Jesus,

Just to trust His cleansing blood;

And in simple faith to plunge me

‘Neath the healing, cleansing flood!

Jesus, Jesus , how I trust Him….

“..we trust in the living God, who is the saviour of all men, especially of those who believe”- 1 Timothy 4:10

Yes, tis sweet to trust in Jesus,

Just from sin and self to cease;

Just from Jesus simply taking

Life and rest, and joy and peace.

Jesus, Jesus , how I trust Him….

“Offer the sacrifices of righteousness and put your trust in the Lord”-Psalm 4:5

I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee,

Precious Jesus, Saviour, Friend;

And I know that thou art with me,

Wilt be with me to the end.

Jesus, Jesus , how I trust Him….

“But let all those rejoice who put their trust in you; let them ever shout for joy, because you defend them; let all those who love your name be joyful in You.”-Psalm 5:11

Something happened to me on Monday, 3rd February 2014. I payed my tithe on Sunday 2nd February and my phone (that’s barely a month old) was stolen on my way to work on Monday. To say I was stupefied is to say the least. I mean, what happened to the promises in Micah 3? God was supposed to rebuke the devourer for my sake shey? I was angry for some days, I checked my heart, my mind, everything, I could not place my hand on ‘something’ I had done to deserve this. After a while, I let it go. I just took it like that and that was it. I refused to dwell on it, that would have been too painful. It’s just one of those things, I said to myself.

“…nor to trust in uncertain riches but in the living God, who gives us richly all things to enjoy.”-1 Timothy 6:17 

Fast forward to yesterday, March 1st 2014, I had a meeting at work earlier in the day. On my way back in the evening, I branched somewhere to get some things. I had placed my order and was at the point of payment when I discovered my debit card was not with me. I checked my pocket, ransacked my bag, but the card refused to show up. Something went off in my head. The cashier was waiting for payment, I emptied my bag on the slab, all to no avail. I had used the card at work so I knew it was not at home. I had no cash at all on me. I remembered tomorrow (today that is) will be the first Sunday, and I’m supposed to pay my tithe. I apologised to the cashier who gave me a *you just wasted my time, next time be sure you have your card or cash before placing orders* kinda look. I apologised again and left. As I stepped out of the building, it took everything within me to hold back the tears that threatened to come pouring. For me, it wasn’t about the card or phone or whatever, it was about someone taking what belongs to me. I felt hurt and at that point, I doubted if God really had my back. I know God loves me, don’t get me wrong, but I allowed the doubt into my mind and paying of tithe just felt like one of those things if after paying it, someone could still take what belongs to me.

On my way home, I couldn’t cry, couldn’t pray, just kept saying, ‘God please..’, Yeah, I know I can request for a new card and it doesn’t take forever bla bla but I want to pay my tithe tomorrow and be able to tell people about the goodness of God. I won’t lie to you here by saying I believed totally in what I was saying, I am a very practical person and I hate to be delusional. I had checked my bag and everywhere the card could be but didn’t see it there so? A part of me would however not let me be, so I kept on confessing Malachi 3:10-11. I kept telling myself that if God has said something in His word, then He will do it, I assured myself that all things work together for my good even when I can’t see the good. For some reason, I just refused to dwell on the negative side. I entered the house and greeted everyone then went straight to my room.

I was about to pull off my cloth when I felt something in my inner pocket. I brought it out and alas, it was my card! I was silent for a few seconds, didn’t even know what to do. Next thing, I fell on my knees to thank God, for proving himself strong on my behalf, for being faithful even when my faith wavered and my trust was not total. In spite of everything, God remains God!


“The God of my strength in whom I will trust;

My shield and the horn of my salvation,

My stronghold and my refuge;

My saviour, You save me from violence”-2 Samuel 22:3

It is soo soo sweet to trust in Jesus, I am sure of that!

Trust however does not just come, it does not just happen, it takes time. Think about it, for those that are married or in a relationship, you did not trust your spouse the first day you met. It takes getting to know each other, the other person’s virtues, beliefs, thoughts etc to trust. In the same vein, to really trust God, we need to know what he is saying at every point. We need to get so engrossed in His word, so as to say the right thing when things happen, because they will surely happen.

Faith comes by hearing, hearing the word of God.


It will be impossible to trust if you don’t know what the other party can do. If you are certain of the person’s capabilities however, you can say, without mincing words that this person can do this. If you don’t know God as your healer for instance, trusting Him to heal someone else will be almost impossible. If you are yet to experience His ability to provide, how do you really know He is truly Jehovah Jireh? If you haven’t experienced His saving grace, how then do you know He is indeed the Saviour of the world? Talk to Him! Tell Him you want to know Him as God in all ways. It is not enough to know Him as your Saviour, it is not enough to hear what others have to say about His mercies and goodness, you must experience them yourself.


Then and only then will you be able to sing from the bottom of your heart:

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him,

How I’ve proved it o’er and o’er

Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus,

O for grace to trust Him more!

It’s a new week and a new month, choose to stand by God’s word, choose to trust in Him no matter what happens!!

“As for God, His way is perfect;

The word of the Lord is proven;

He is a shield to all who trust in Him.”-2 Samuel 22:31

Have a week/month full of blessings on all sides!