Month: September 2014

If Wishes Were Horses?

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“If wishes were horses, beggars would ride”

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Unfortunately, wishes aren’t horses, and all “wishers”, not beggars will NOT ride! Wait! Why will one just sit down and assume that all the good things of life will locate him from the north, south, east, west, top, bottom (oh, bottom means devil, sorry), everywhere, but himself? Sometimes I wonder when these “good” things developed legs. Even the human carriers of these good things cannot locate him. You know why? They don’t even know his address, he never came out of the house! For years, he has been wishing for a visitor that he does not know, have not invited, and cannot attract. Even if good things eventually get his adress and come visiting, he has no thing, as in, “nothing to offer”.

It is the undeniable feature of infancy to expect (positive) results when you have made no input. Why will an adult expect to just hit jackpot? Why will he imagine stuff like walking in the street and bump into a million dollars lounging by the corner of a bend? Why will he allow his mind to be this poor? Why will he waste this great function of imagination on unrealistic frivolities? Is there not a process, a route to follow? He should try and get rid of “Peter Pan-ness” quickly, and grow up!!

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Let me tell you the secret to success………………………………….well, no secret at all. Just be clear about what you want to do, plan/develop a strategy to get it done, then get it done! There will be obstacles on the way, but your resolve, discipline, and determination will be able to conquer them. To start with, love (accommodating and giving), and service (solution providing) are key virtues one should portray.

Ikechukwu Nwosu

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When God Doesn’t Make Sense

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When God doesn’t make sense
Don’t be discouraged, sit back and relax
Afterall you are His battle axe
His thoughts towards you are of good and not evil
And His promises and words never dwindle

When God doesn’t make sense
Know that He’s God all by himself
He knows you, even more than yourself
His thoughts are higher than your thoughts
His ways are far better than your shortcuts

When God doesn’t make sense
Relax, He’s working out something
I can assure you it’ll be exciting
He said it’s for you good
Get thee in the celebration mood!

When God doesn’t make sense
Don’t you reprove Him
This person is the Elohim
Your existence doesn’t make Him God
If you stop, stones will call Him Lord

Ikechukwu Nwosu

Trapped In A Cell

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I opened my eyes, yet it was as if they were still closed. I couldn’t see anything, so I just lay where I was, thinking, “where exactly am I?”. At first, I thought it was a dream, until I felt a sting on my left foot as if I had just been bitten by an insect. I quickly hit the spot with my left palm, and as I guessed, I felt something, propbably a mosquito on my palm. It then dawned on me that I really wasn’t dreaming- this was “real reality” (permit that phrase). If I were to be dreaming, the slap I landed on my left foot was enough to even raise the dead.

“Where on earth am I?”,I quipped, I hadn’t finished my sentence when suddenly, I saw a bright light, but before I could even act, it was gone. The light lasted for about two seconds, then I returned to my “dark world”. The light lasted long enough to make me see that I was in a room barred by gates of steel- a cell probably. I said to myself, “What am I doing in a cell?”, then the light shone again, this time, for about four seconds, and it was confirmed that I actually am in a cell.

After this, I just sat down lamenting and crying about my predicament, I cannot even remember how I landed in a cell- a very dark cell. I continued to wail, for a very long time, whether it was an hour, a day, a week, a month, a year, or many years, I cannot tell, and my saving light shone not all these time. It was so bad, I couldn’t differentiate between when I was sleeping, and when I was awake.

Suddenly I asked myself “A cell should have people watching over it”. Immediately, the light shone again, with a glimmer of hope, I quickly ran to the gate shouting “Is anyone here, somebody help me!”. Surprisingly, the light stay all through these time, I shouted, cried, and yelled, but got no answer. Then I went back to my melancholic activity, and -you guessed right- the light went out.

After “melancholising” for some time, I finally mustered courage and standing up, I said to myself, “I must find a way to get the hell out of this place”, and my saving light came up again. I ran quickly to the gate to try to force it open, surprisingly, the gate flung open after the first push. I was both amazed and disappointed, amazed because I realized that the gate was not locked at all, and disappointed because I would have push it open the first time I knew there was a gate. I quickly put all that behind me, and ran towards the light like the sun rays runs to the earth. I was free, and I am still free.

Questions, are the pathways to discoveries.
Questions, start the process of answers/solutions
Questions, start a new season……………and ACTIONS take you to the destination.

Ikechukwu Nwosu