I BELIEVE IN GOD!!
Now, I don't expect you too, if you don't want to; and I understand our differences if you are an atheist. Shoutout to my friend Atat Charles. I love you like a brother; and I respect you to my last blood, but the truth remains that I believe in God. I believe in His love, His Grace, His Mercy, His provision, His blood. I believe in Christ (Again, shout out to my non-Christian sisters and brothers- Rahmat, I see you); I believe in His Blood, The Crucifixion and all that it brings.
Sometime earlier this week, specifically on Monday, I was so drained emotionally that I felt I needed a drink. My head was upturned; and I consciously took steps from a church I went to, to the ATM and then to New Buka. I knew I shouldn't, My head knew what was right, but my heart would not just take it. Then I had to call a few people who I knew could talk sense into me; and I can't be more glad that they did.
THE REASON for such feeling? Well, although I am an open book, I won't go so much into detail. I thought God was partial to me. Scenarios had occurred and I figured that God picked someone else over me. Have you ever felt like that before? Like God was just as mean and judgmental as anyone? That He loved you less than someone? That He preferred someone else to you? That He would pick someone, someone He preferred for certain reasons, (maybe cos he or she was smarter, needed more help, was His Servant, was more pious e.t.c) over you? Have you ever, like me, wondered whether there was a "X have I loved, Dami have I hated" like there was with Jacob and Esau?
For a couple of years, or let us say, about a year and a half; a few times, my world would just become chaotic, or just come crashing down in a few areas of my life. Things would just become unnecessarily difficult; or stuff would just refuse to take shape and move around in circles. Last Sunday was the breaking point. My car took a major toll again; somethings unforeseen happened, and one problem occurred one after the other. It was not the first time. I have once spent almost 40K on a car that seemingly had no problem 5 minutes before. Weird huh? For a while, I felt the reason for this was this particular person; but I am so logical, that anytime it came to my mind, I would just shove it off. How can my disagreement and "seeming" dislike for someone cause all this drama? Now this person was no saint. This person had hurt me time after time after time. He had said terrible stuff to me, acted weirdly towards me, made me feel like a fool a couple of times, I many times felt used around Him. So why would God be letting things go awry just because of Him? My logical mind would not agree
But on Sunday, 2 of my very good friends confirmed it; and showed me how everything I had ever done in connection to him; or times when occurrences happened between us, things would just take the downward slope. AND HONESTLY, THEY WERE NOT LYING COS I FELT IT TOO. SOMEWHERE INSIDE, I KNEW IT; but stubborn ol' logical Damiloju would not accept it until that Sunday.
Monday was terrible for me. How would God pick someone who had hurt me over me? Hadn't He seen all I had been through, and all I had sacrificed; how much money had sipped out of my pocket and how much pain had sipped into my soul, how I was angry, tired, bitter all because of what this person had made me go through? Yet He would still pick him over me? I felt bad...Bad is an understatement, Horrible is more like it.
But I knew why He did it. His Word had made it clear. It seemed unfair, unjust, not nice...He did not love him more than He loved me..He loved us both with an everlasting love. But His Word had set him apart- to be more greatly favoured and respected- and attached to it was punishment for those who did not.
But here are the lessons. Firstly, the fact that No matter who God favours above me; or how logical or illogical things seem to be; regardless of the happiness or unhappiness; or the confusion I get for sometimes choosing to be His Child, I CHOOSE TO BELIEVE HIM. I would rather weep and cry and suffer loss or confusion with Him than to act or believe that He is not there
Secondly and Most importantly, I have learnt through these occurrences that there is power in the supernatural. More power than we can see, feel, touch. The earth doesn't just rotate on its axis, or gravity just happens, someway, somehow, there is a spiritual, supernatural force that controls everything. If because of someone; my car, emotions, academics and general well-being had to suffer the way it did for about a year and half, then, there had to be someone behind the scene making it happen. Call me whatever you feel like calling me- but all these reminded me that even the lifting of a finger is directed and orchestrated by someone- Someone much greater, more powerful, Someone in control and everlasting, Someone who runs this whole show called Earth, Living and Existence, Someone called God. And like my Pastor says, I am learning to daily acknowledge the workings of God in everything I do; because THERE IS A POWER IN THE SUPERNATURAL
AYAFF SAID MY OWN O...
P.S: Good to see you guys again after a long while
Friday, 23 May 2014
Saturday, 12 October 2013
FAST TRACKING vs PIPELINE MANAGEMENT
It's been a while since I blogged. About 5 days...Awww!! This past week was busy- physically and emotionally. I had a couple of special events; did a lot of thinking, asked myself a lot of questions.... When last did you do that??
Many of us do not take time to think. All we do is act, act and act some more. I am reading a book on Thinking; and I have learnt that it is all you need to do to make things happen. Sure, you've got to act. There are many things you have to do, many responsibilities on your plate, an agenda on your list....things will lag, suffer and somehow be laid back if you do not act...and act fast. In this day of smartphones, digital pictures, microwaves and fast food, everyone seems to be moving rapidly ALL THE TIME. Why won't we? If we don't, we might get trampled upon. If we don't, we may miss out on opportunities. If we don't, we may lose valuables like money, time and energy. If we don't, we may not get where we want to be when we want to.
But moving without thinking makes no sense. Absolutely no sense. I cannot but laugh at instances I remember where I had to go on a double run; or do something twice because I didn't think it through. You can't but SMH yourself for those times you made terrible decisions because you would not wait...because you wanted it NOW!!, because you refused to weigh the cost, benefit and consequences, because you refused to do something as simple as THINK THROUGH. Times you wanted that A so bad that you killed sleep, only to get sleepy in exam hall and manage to scribble a C down; because you refused to realize that unlike your friend who can crash-read within a night and get an A, your brain needs a stage-by-stage reception of data; or you just did not think about the effect that your sleeplessness can have on that paper. That time you just decided that you were going to lose 10KG in 5 days, and you begin to starve yourself to death and do terribly stressful exercises; then you wake up only to find yourself in an hospital bed after passing out. Or that decision you made to walk out of someone's life, only to find that after leaving, the person becomes a worse-of person because of the previous effect you had on his/ her, and the present effect that leaving his/her life has on her. Or when you decide to go to the club and become wasted, when you know that you have to usher in church the next day.
What does Dadiva have to say? I was at a professional summit yesterday, and I learnt something, which although was discussed in the light of HR can be a useful lesson in life generally. We want to grow, we have goals and visions, we want to attain them, we want to do the most we can, at the shortest time we can, we want to be on the fast track (and all these are good), but there is also to be in the pipeline, to watch and learn, to take things slowly, to be patient, and MOST IMPORTANTLY, to THINK about the fast track we are going to take before we take it. And not just to think, but to think it through
AYAFF SAID MY OWN O
Many of us do not take time to think. All we do is act, act and act some more. I am reading a book on Thinking; and I have learnt that it is all you need to do to make things happen. Sure, you've got to act. There are many things you have to do, many responsibilities on your plate, an agenda on your list....things will lag, suffer and somehow be laid back if you do not act...and act fast. In this day of smartphones, digital pictures, microwaves and fast food, everyone seems to be moving rapidly ALL THE TIME. Why won't we? If we don't, we might get trampled upon. If we don't, we may miss out on opportunities. If we don't, we may lose valuables like money, time and energy. If we don't, we may not get where we want to be when we want to.
But moving without thinking makes no sense. Absolutely no sense. I cannot but laugh at instances I remember where I had to go on a double run; or do something twice because I didn't think it through. You can't but SMH yourself for those times you made terrible decisions because you would not wait...because you wanted it NOW!!, because you refused to weigh the cost, benefit and consequences, because you refused to do something as simple as THINK THROUGH. Times you wanted that A so bad that you killed sleep, only to get sleepy in exam hall and manage to scribble a C down; because you refused to realize that unlike your friend who can crash-read within a night and get an A, your brain needs a stage-by-stage reception of data; or you just did not think about the effect that your sleeplessness can have on that paper. That time you just decided that you were going to lose 10KG in 5 days, and you begin to starve yourself to death and do terribly stressful exercises; then you wake up only to find yourself in an hospital bed after passing out. Or that decision you made to walk out of someone's life, only to find that after leaving, the person becomes a worse-of person because of the previous effect you had on his/ her, and the present effect that leaving his/her life has on her. Or when you decide to go to the club and become wasted, when you know that you have to usher in church the next day.
What does Dadiva have to say? I was at a professional summit yesterday, and I learnt something, which although was discussed in the light of HR can be a useful lesson in life generally. We want to grow, we have goals and visions, we want to attain them, we want to do the most we can, at the shortest time we can, we want to be on the fast track (and all these are good), but there is also to be in the pipeline, to watch and learn, to take things slowly, to be patient, and MOST IMPORTANTLY, to THINK about the fast track we are going to take before we take it. And not just to think, but to think it through
AYAFF SAID MY OWN O
Sunday, 6 October 2013
GREATful
Hello everyone...It's a happy sunday to you..How is your day going?
Ooohh...don't just ask me, it's been fantastic. Church was amazing..its awesome to be a TREMite; trust me, especially to be a part of the YPC (Young Peoples Church)...but it's not the church you go that matters, it's about soaking up the presence of your Father
Yesterday, I talked about Akward Moments. And I just had one a few minutes ago...How do I say this one o?? #That Akward Moment when your DAD says he has been reading your blog and tells you almost about everything that is in each post#...For a second, I was speechless!! Dad?? Reading my blog?? Now, that automatically sends shivers down anyone's spine!! That's just normal...but asides that, a few things that may be peculiar to me alone flashed across my mind.
Now, if you know my dad, there's one thing you would know...He is one busy individual. We are a lot alike...Multiple interest, like dabbling into different things, we love to laugh, we love to work (He is more hardworking tho' and we are both BUSY..always busy...we always find ourselves doing something..everytime!!! Knowing this fully well, and realizing that He still took the time to read my brain a mental note, saying, "Babes, that man loves you". And of course I know it. I do. He's my father; that's what fathers do..they love their daughters. And Prof Fatusi does love me..both by responsibility and by choice. I am not always lovable, but he still does love me. He has high standards and requirements and sometimes, I am afraid that I might not be "as good as he is", or "meet his standards" or "my work may not be up to his taste"..but the funny thing is He doesn't care!! He doesn't care about all those things. He will encourage me and support me and give me the help I need even when I don't deserve it. Why? Because He loves me. A lot of times, I have questioned that love. We all have. Adolescence brings with it a lot of drama. We question everything, especially love. And in all honesty, a couple of times I did, but something happened in February this year (which I would not speak about because I know Dad won't want me to say it) that drove all doubts away about the love my Father has for me
Don't get me wrong. We do have our moments. We quarrel, we disagree, there are issues that we have disparity of views...and many times, he has upset me; and I have upset him. At those times, I do not think of or remember the love he has for me. Life happens, things change; and sometimes in the hustle and bustle of life and school and church, I may not remember how much someone somewhere cares about me. And I know I am not the only one. For many of us, a lot happens in our lives that we forget what's most important and those who are most important. We fight with those who love us the most and for a while, do not speak with those who care for us with all their hearts. Issues come up, disagreements come..and we, sometimes, only see the evil and hurt and pain that people have caused us and not the love that they have given us. Some of us are so busy, we have so much work on our hands, we are so tired and frustrated that we do not see the people around us, holding us up, keeping us strong and loving us all the way
What does Dadiva have to say? It's this simple. Write a list of people who have shown you love in any way or the other. Skipped dinner so you could eat, asked you what was wrong when you were down, gave you a hug, encouraged you, bought you things..write at least 25 people (and trust me, there are more than 25, so don't tell me you don't have 25 people who love you in your life), and take the time to think about what they have done for you, how they showed you love, what it cost them to show you love, and send them a simple text message; "Thank you for loving me"!! Take this beautiful sunday out to be grateful to those who have shown you a tip of the iceberg of your Heavenly Father's love, and soak it all in. And through out this week, make up your mind to show them how much you love them as much as you can...and that love list better include God's name as number 1. People, let's learn to be grateful
To my blog readers, thanks for always reading. I love you..Thanks for loving me too.
I HAVE SAID MY OWN!!
Ooohh...don't just ask me, it's been fantastic. Church was amazing..its awesome to be a TREMite; trust me, especially to be a part of the YPC (Young Peoples Church)...but it's not the church you go that matters, it's about soaking up the presence of your Father
Yesterday, I talked about Akward Moments. And I just had one a few minutes ago...How do I say this one o?? #That Akward Moment when your DAD says he has been reading your blog and tells you almost about everything that is in each post#...For a second, I was speechless!! Dad?? Reading my blog?? Now, that automatically sends shivers down anyone's spine!! That's just normal...but asides that, a few things that may be peculiar to me alone flashed across my mind.
Now, if you know my dad, there's one thing you would know...He is one busy individual. We are a lot alike...Multiple interest, like dabbling into different things, we love to laugh, we love to work (He is more hardworking tho' and we are both BUSY..always busy...we always find ourselves doing something..everytime!!! Knowing this fully well, and realizing that He still took the time to read my brain a mental note, saying, "Babes, that man loves you". And of course I know it. I do. He's my father; that's what fathers do..they love their daughters. And Prof Fatusi does love me..both by responsibility and by choice. I am not always lovable, but he still does love me. He has high standards and requirements and sometimes, I am afraid that I might not be "as good as he is", or "meet his standards" or "my work may not be up to his taste"..but the funny thing is He doesn't care!! He doesn't care about all those things. He will encourage me and support me and give me the help I need even when I don't deserve it. Why? Because He loves me. A lot of times, I have questioned that love. We all have. Adolescence brings with it a lot of drama. We question everything, especially love. And in all honesty, a couple of times I did, but something happened in February this year (which I would not speak about because I know Dad won't want me to say it) that drove all doubts away about the love my Father has for me
Don't get me wrong. We do have our moments. We quarrel, we disagree, there are issues that we have disparity of views...and many times, he has upset me; and I have upset him. At those times, I do not think of or remember the love he has for me. Life happens, things change; and sometimes in the hustle and bustle of life and school and church, I may not remember how much someone somewhere cares about me. And I know I am not the only one. For many of us, a lot happens in our lives that we forget what's most important and those who are most important. We fight with those who love us the most and for a while, do not speak with those who care for us with all their hearts. Issues come up, disagreements come..and we, sometimes, only see the evil and hurt and pain that people have caused us and not the love that they have given us. Some of us are so busy, we have so much work on our hands, we are so tired and frustrated that we do not see the people around us, holding us up, keeping us strong and loving us all the way
What does Dadiva have to say? It's this simple. Write a list of people who have shown you love in any way or the other. Skipped dinner so you could eat, asked you what was wrong when you were down, gave you a hug, encouraged you, bought you things..write at least 25 people (and trust me, there are more than 25, so don't tell me you don't have 25 people who love you in your life), and take the time to think about what they have done for you, how they showed you love, what it cost them to show you love, and send them a simple text message; "Thank you for loving me"!! Take this beautiful sunday out to be grateful to those who have shown you a tip of the iceberg of your Heavenly Father's love, and soak it all in. And through out this week, make up your mind to show them how much you love them as much as you can...and that love list better include God's name as number 1. People, let's learn to be grateful
To my blog readers, thanks for always reading. I love you..Thanks for loving me too.
I HAVE SAID MY OWN!!
Saturday, 5 October 2013
#ThatAkwardMoment#
AKWARD MOMENTS...talk about them..
When you talk about someone and the person walks by..(I Know..it means the person is not a bastard abi?? Na lie..); That minute when momsi calls you downstairs to pick her bag that is lying a few meters from her (now that's almost worse than akward, that is sometimes annoying) or that time when your class rep is just announcing that the class would not hold and the lecturer walks straight into the class with a pile of books and a file of papers ready to dictate 4 and a half pages of note to you in just one hour ( uhhhh....yeah right..I've had a few of those). Talk about Akward moments, some are annoying (like the ones I mentioned above). Some could be funny...really funny. Check Twitter and you'll know. The times when you and your siblings are conspiring against your popsi and he passes and says "I heard you you o"; or the time when you are scoping fine boy or fine girl and you close the car door against your fingers. Or maybe you are in Shoprite and you see someone; let's say "Genevieve" and in your excited state, you leave your shopping to say hi and maybe get an autograph...only for you to tap her and the person who turns to look at you is certainly not Genevieve...and worse of all is someone with maybe a Calabar accent....hewww...I can only imagine how the smile on your face would turn to a frown...Talk about Akward moments
But some are painful...really painful..like one that happened a few days ago. That Akward moment where a plane crash occurs, the sympathizers lose their lives; yet the casket is intact!!! I can't explain it!! I am still shocked. What happened?? The casket didnt even turn over or get burnt but people were burnt and some bled to death. Amazing!! Akward!! Painful!! Truly, only God has knows all things and can explain. And no matter how comic or annoying any akward moment is; we truly have no explanations. Think of all the scenarios I painted above or any akward moment that happened to you; can you really tell the story from A to Z? Isn't there a part of it that seems blur?? Sure there is...both for the case where you mistakenly saw thought someone was Genevieve and when Agagu's casket was unscathed yet his kinsmen lost their lives. Call it what you like..Too much excitement/ no proper observance for the first case; or a treaty with Satan to die with as many people as possible in the second case...Truth is, you cannot give an explanation
What does Dadiva have to say?? We don't plan Akward moments, they just happen...and we just have one option...Accept it; and trust that God made the best decision by making that happen. It could be crazy, it could be funny, it could be tragic...but we accept what happens...and move on.
My condolence goes to the families of those who lost their loved ones..may their souls rest in perfect peace. And like they do for all other akward moments...I hope take it as it comes, and move past it and trust God for the rest of their lives...We should let God be God and let him have his way in everything; no matter how akward his way may seem. We believe that we will rise above each akward moment and become better, stronger, more knowledgeable, learning a lesson, holding on to him more or maybe just learning to accept who He is- God...who reigns over the affairs of men. Without sounding to hard, I say with humility and sadness; "Let the dead go bury their dead, and let the Living learn to live on"...Above all, I say (and I say this to everyone about every and any akward moment); Remember you are human, and cannot control everything. So when things you did not forsee or cannot control happen to you, remember to just smile, look on God and know that He did the best thing He could/wanted for you at that particular time.
Trust me when I say, #ThatAkwardMoment# was the best thing that could happen to you at that point in time!!
I HAVE SAID MY OWN.....Ciao
When you talk about someone and the person walks by..(I Know..it means the person is not a bastard abi?? Na lie..); That minute when momsi calls you downstairs to pick her bag that is lying a few meters from her (now that's almost worse than akward, that is sometimes annoying) or that time when your class rep is just announcing that the class would not hold and the lecturer walks straight into the class with a pile of books and a file of papers ready to dictate 4 and a half pages of note to you in just one hour ( uhhhh....yeah right..I've had a few of those). Talk about Akward moments, some are annoying (like the ones I mentioned above). Some could be funny...really funny. Check Twitter and you'll know. The times when you and your siblings are conspiring against your popsi and he passes and says "I heard you you o"; or the time when you are scoping fine boy or fine girl and you close the car door against your fingers. Or maybe you are in Shoprite and you see someone; let's say "Genevieve" and in your excited state, you leave your shopping to say hi and maybe get an autograph...only for you to tap her and the person who turns to look at you is certainly not Genevieve...and worse of all is someone with maybe a Calabar accent....hewww...I can only imagine how the smile on your face would turn to a frown...Talk about Akward moments
But some are painful...really painful..like one that happened a few days ago. That Akward moment where a plane crash occurs, the sympathizers lose their lives; yet the casket is intact!!! I can't explain it!! I am still shocked. What happened?? The casket didnt even turn over or get burnt but people were burnt and some bled to death. Amazing!! Akward!! Painful!! Truly, only God has knows all things and can explain. And no matter how comic or annoying any akward moment is; we truly have no explanations. Think of all the scenarios I painted above or any akward moment that happened to you; can you really tell the story from A to Z? Isn't there a part of it that seems blur?? Sure there is...both for the case where you mistakenly saw thought someone was Genevieve and when Agagu's casket was unscathed yet his kinsmen lost their lives. Call it what you like..Too much excitement/ no proper observance for the first case; or a treaty with Satan to die with as many people as possible in the second case...Truth is, you cannot give an explanation
What does Dadiva have to say?? We don't plan Akward moments, they just happen...and we just have one option...Accept it; and trust that God made the best decision by making that happen. It could be crazy, it could be funny, it could be tragic...but we accept what happens...and move on.
My condolence goes to the families of those who lost their loved ones..may their souls rest in perfect peace. And like they do for all other akward moments...I hope take it as it comes, and move past it and trust God for the rest of their lives...We should let God be God and let him have his way in everything; no matter how akward his way may seem. We believe that we will rise above each akward moment and become better, stronger, more knowledgeable, learning a lesson, holding on to him more or maybe just learning to accept who He is- God...who reigns over the affairs of men. Without sounding to hard, I say with humility and sadness; "Let the dead go bury their dead, and let the Living learn to live on"...Above all, I say (and I say this to everyone about every and any akward moment); Remember you are human, and cannot control everything. So when things you did not forsee or cannot control happen to you, remember to just smile, look on God and know that He did the best thing He could/wanted for you at that particular time.
Trust me when I say, #ThatAkwardMoment# was the best thing that could happen to you at that point in time!!
I HAVE SAID MY OWN.....Ciao
Thursday, 3 October 2013
Our boyfriend, KCee plus The "James Ikechukwu Deliverance Session"
Hello everyone. Top of the morning to you all...oops...its afternoon already!! It's funny how time flies; isn't it? What have I been up to today? Trust me, you really don't want to know. What have I thought about today? You really want to know that one, don't you (smile)?
I don't know about you; but a few things have happened in my life in the last 24 hours; one was learning the lesson I am about to share; and another is getting tagged "Miss Jim Iyke" because of a post I put on facebook; apparently the post is even beginning to cause controversy. You all know how much I love to speak my mind, and that exactly was what I was doing when I posted this;
"This "Jim Iyke Deliverance" thingy is getting out of hand...Seriously, who cares?? Someone decides that he wants to go and get deliverance in Synagogue?? So?? Whats the big deal? He's not the first, neither would he be the last...So ow does that now affect the whole world and the entire Nollywood family- home and abroad? Whether it was real or fake, how does that add or reduce from anyone's personal headache or salary?? Or are some people now using someone else's personal story to make themselves front page of the headlines as well since their career is at the brink of death; or they are desperately looking for a story or headline news?? Pls, abeg, stop disturbing our peace!!!! WE SERIOUSLY DON'T CARE!!!!"
It's not so unlike Dami, is it?? It's something I would say. And I was speaking the truth, from my heart. It was later that someone's comment made me know that I sounded "vexed"; and that sure did make me grin. I had no reason to sound vexed or to be angry; and I do apologize if that made anyone upset or doubt my objectiveness as to the issue. I know I can sound a bit too passionate, especially when I am downloading my feelings. Before I comment on this, let me talk about something else..or rather, someone else, OUR Boyfriend, KCee
I like Kcee. That is an undisputable fact. I am not a member of his fan club or someone who puts her head into every news or song of his; but what I have seen so far is not bad at all. I got to like the Limpopo song as a virtue of radio and the people around me; and this upbeat, fast, fun song is a song that can get anyone moving at any time if self-control is not applied. I was watching his performance with Niniola during Project Fame and he seemed like a really nice, simple, fun guy; they performed like they were friends or there was some form of cordiality between them (and you and I know how rare it is for a "star" to be able to relate well with an "ordinary person" especially in Nigeria),his disposition to the audience was nice; not to talk of the way he and "Mr Ibu" seemed to gel on Flavour's "Ada ada" video so I kind of had a new respect for him. But I noticed something about him. Most artists would introduce themselves as "your boy", but Kcee would call himself our "boyfriend".
Yeah, we love Kcee...but as much as we love him, we would be nothing but fans to him; whether he calls himself our boyfriend or not. How stupid will it be for a girl to begin walking around the streets and claiming Kcee as her boyfriend; just because he introduced himself as that. That is so Akpos-ish. What's my point? The need to seperate our public from our private life is more real than ever. The need to realize who you are on the streets and who you are in your closet is paramount. We are Kcee's public girlfriends, but we are not his "private" girlfriends; He knows that, we know that...but how come we know that, yet we refuse to pick the all-important lesson about staying in our place and knowing where we belong? How come we do not know the difference between public and private domains? I am not saying anyone should lead a double life; I am saying "Be yourself, but remember where you are". Everyone is not your friend, there are always the 60, the 12 and the 3...Jesus taught us that. There are things,jobs, occurrences, people, priorities, goals that belong to the public or outer domain; and there are the personal, those that belong to the private domain. Don't ever mix the two. People die in regret, weep and lose everything because they didn't realize these two different domains. They substituted family with work, God with fun, future with present and they lived to regret it. What happened to Jim Iyke was personal. He went for a deliverance session. He felt that there were things he had to deal with in his life and the Synagogue had the solutions. He didn't carry the whole of Nollywood with him (and that includes you, Segun Arinze and every other magazine that is trying to not let us rest with this deliverance thing), he went to deal with something within him, something in his soul. That was personal. That belonged to his Private Domain. It was NONE OF OUR BUSINESS. The only people it concerns are Nadia and his family members. Don't get me wrong. I am not saying it was Real; neither am I saying it was Fake; but I am saying, "whatever it was, it belongs to his private domain and not his public domain, and we are not supposed to dabble into that...but that's not the most important message.
The most important message is that YOU should learn how to efficiently manage those 2 important, different domains of your life without leading a double life. That's the only way we can truly be happy in every area of our lives and live a life without regrets
I HAVE SAID MY OWN!!
I don't know about you; but a few things have happened in my life in the last 24 hours; one was learning the lesson I am about to share; and another is getting tagged "Miss Jim Iyke" because of a post I put on facebook; apparently the post is even beginning to cause controversy. You all know how much I love to speak my mind, and that exactly was what I was doing when I posted this;
"This "Jim Iyke Deliverance" thingy is getting out of hand...Seriously, who cares?? Someone decides that he wants to go and get deliverance in Synagogue?? So?? Whats the big deal? He's not the first, neither would he be the last...So ow does that now affect the whole world and the entire Nollywood family- home and abroad? Whether it was real or fake, how does that add or reduce from anyone's personal headache or salary?? Or are some people now using someone else's personal story to make themselves front page of the headlines as well since their career is at the brink of death; or they are desperately looking for a story or headline news?? Pls, abeg, stop disturbing our peace!!!! WE SERIOUSLY DON'T CARE!!!!"
It's not so unlike Dami, is it?? It's something I would say. And I was speaking the truth, from my heart. It was later that someone's comment made me know that I sounded "vexed"; and that sure did make me grin. I had no reason to sound vexed or to be angry; and I do apologize if that made anyone upset or doubt my objectiveness as to the issue. I know I can sound a bit too passionate, especially when I am downloading my feelings. Before I comment on this, let me talk about something else..or rather, someone else, OUR Boyfriend, KCee
I like Kcee. That is an undisputable fact. I am not a member of his fan club or someone who puts her head into every news or song of his; but what I have seen so far is not bad at all. I got to like the Limpopo song as a virtue of radio and the people around me; and this upbeat, fast, fun song is a song that can get anyone moving at any time if self-control is not applied. I was watching his performance with Niniola during Project Fame and he seemed like a really nice, simple, fun guy; they performed like they were friends or there was some form of cordiality between them (and you and I know how rare it is for a "star" to be able to relate well with an "ordinary person" especially in Nigeria),his disposition to the audience was nice; not to talk of the way he and "Mr Ibu" seemed to gel on Flavour's "Ada ada" video so I kind of had a new respect for him. But I noticed something about him. Most artists would introduce themselves as "your boy", but Kcee would call himself our "boyfriend".
Yeah, we love Kcee...but as much as we love him, we would be nothing but fans to him; whether he calls himself our boyfriend or not. How stupid will it be for a girl to begin walking around the streets and claiming Kcee as her boyfriend; just because he introduced himself as that. That is so Akpos-ish. What's my point? The need to seperate our public from our private life is more real than ever. The need to realize who you are on the streets and who you are in your closet is paramount. We are Kcee's public girlfriends, but we are not his "private" girlfriends; He knows that, we know that...but how come we know that, yet we refuse to pick the all-important lesson about staying in our place and knowing where we belong? How come we do not know the difference between public and private domains? I am not saying anyone should lead a double life; I am saying "Be yourself, but remember where you are". Everyone is not your friend, there are always the 60, the 12 and the 3...Jesus taught us that. There are things,jobs, occurrences, people, priorities, goals that belong to the public or outer domain; and there are the personal, those that belong to the private domain. Don't ever mix the two. People die in regret, weep and lose everything because they didn't realize these two different domains. They substituted family with work, God with fun, future with present and they lived to regret it. What happened to Jim Iyke was personal. He went for a deliverance session. He felt that there were things he had to deal with in his life and the Synagogue had the solutions. He didn't carry the whole of Nollywood with him (and that includes you, Segun Arinze and every other magazine that is trying to not let us rest with this deliverance thing), he went to deal with something within him, something in his soul. That was personal. That belonged to his Private Domain. It was NONE OF OUR BUSINESS. The only people it concerns are Nadia and his family members. Don't get me wrong. I am not saying it was Real; neither am I saying it was Fake; but I am saying, "whatever it was, it belongs to his private domain and not his public domain, and we are not supposed to dabble into that...but that's not the most important message.
The most important message is that YOU should learn how to efficiently manage those 2 important, different domains of your life without leading a double life. That's the only way we can truly be happy in every area of our lives and live a life without regrets
I HAVE SAID MY OWN!!
Wednesday, 2 October 2013
..AND I'M BACK...
Hello everyone...
Suprise, Surprise!! I am back to where I started from...BLOGGING!! Its amazing what ASUU Strike can do, isn't it? Yeah, I know...it's been pretty bad for many of you. You've had to keep up with sitting at home bored, feeling your life slowly slipping away, watching DSTV which has magically become extremely boring, doing chores at home that you would normally not want to do ( I hope someone's mum didn't hear that)...I get the feeling; but quite frankly, it has been a bit different for me. I've had different life-changing experiences; all pointing to what life really is about and giving me a picture of how life would be for me -without school. Once again, my senses were re-awakened to the joy of imagination, and I tasted the freedom to be creative (and not just pour in and pour out legal principles and cases but to really be creative), to think and explore different physical and mental options, to ponder on life's issues, to realize the next steps forward, to get out of the box...basically, to think and be creative. And VOILA....the passion to write/blog came again. Talk about CREATIVITY...
So, I'm back. Back for good? Back to stay? I don't know about that; but in the meantime, I am back!!
So what has changed since the last time I had a blog site?
A LOT!! I tell you, a WHOLE LOT!! It's been two years (two years already??), and a lot can happen in two years. In fact,a lot can happen in a day talkless of 2 years. I've grown tougher and stronger, more responsibilities, more drama....I know a lot more now. Most people say, "Dami,C'mon, you have always been mature", but there is such a thing as been "more mature"..and I have experienced and I am still experiencing it. And I am glad about the experience
So, what does Dadiva have to say today? Something simple, nothing too elaborate and nothing that is a "product" of the "creative juices" flowing. Just a simple lesson I learnt from a song
"I hope you dance" by Lee Ann Womarck is a song I absolutely love. I won't write the lyrics because of space, but the link is written below. It gives me courage to take a leap..and trust me when I say I have taken many. My close friends bear me witness. I am always doing stuff, dabbling into matters, getting my finger into every cake batter. I have responsibilities to many people and in many places, I always have a lot of work at hand; yet there are things I still want to do. I remember my mum once telling me not to be like "a man" because I need to learn to settle down and be attentive rather than always jump around and do things. I am a woman of many sides, that I know; and to be honest, I want to explore each and every of those sides of me; at least once. I am not talking about scratching the surface, I am talking about an indepth exploration of me. It has been fun, loads of fun. It has gotten my adrenaline level high..very high. It has gotten me pouring out energy like no man's business, and dressing raggedly (i call that the "Ekaette zone"). It has given me walls to leap over; and troops to run through. And I admit, I have been scared a lot of times. Afterall, a diva is still human, isn't she? But that song has been of tremendous help. It's the reason I do what I do, and live the way I live. It has given me vision, passion and strength. It has encouraged me to do what many women have refused to do; LIVE. Leaving my comfort zone and Living!!
Yeah, it's hard. Trust me, I know!! It really is hard. To get off your butt and get a job this ASUU strike, to apply for that position in your organisation, department or class, to read hours into the night, or sit down to plan your next steps for the future. Applying for that scholarship, going for an international conference, being an apprentice, learning a new language, volunteering to help the needy...It's hard. Yes, I know. but you know what else I know? I know it's worth it. Your energy is worth it, your passion is worth it, your dreams are worth it. Remember to Live. Remember to do what you want to do. You won't be this age forever. You may never get to do it again...EVER!! Live, get involved, go out, make friends, Learn something you always wanted to learn, try something you have always wanted to try, explore, have fun, work your butt off to make a project a success...Just do it
To wrap this up, Project Fame West Africa 6.0 was just concluded; and one of my favorite contestants (I fell in love with lots of them; especially the final 6e) sang a song that I won't forget in a hurry. The song was titled "Ko le Daru"; and a line of the song said; "God's done His part, it's time for you to do yours". God has given you ideas and dreams and visions. Most of all, he has given you a life. Do me, and yourself a favour, LIVE IT!!!
Did I preach? You bet, I did!! I don't mind that I did, as long as you do what I have said. Love you!! And thanks for having me back, it's great to be back
LYRICS OF "I HOPE YOU DANCE": http://www.lyrics007.com/Lee%20Ann%20Womack%20Lyrics/I%20Hope%20You%20Dance%20Lyrics.html
Suprise, Surprise!! I am back to where I started from...BLOGGING!! Its amazing what ASUU Strike can do, isn't it? Yeah, I know...it's been pretty bad for many of you. You've had to keep up with sitting at home bored, feeling your life slowly slipping away, watching DSTV which has magically become extremely boring, doing chores at home that you would normally not want to do ( I hope someone's mum didn't hear that)...I get the feeling; but quite frankly, it has been a bit different for me. I've had different life-changing experiences; all pointing to what life really is about and giving me a picture of how life would be for me -without school. Once again, my senses were re-awakened to the joy of imagination, and I tasted the freedom to be creative (and not just pour in and pour out legal principles and cases but to really be creative), to think and explore different physical and mental options, to ponder on life's issues, to realize the next steps forward, to get out of the box...basically, to think and be creative. And VOILA....the passion to write/blog came again. Talk about CREATIVITY...
So, I'm back. Back for good? Back to stay? I don't know about that; but in the meantime, I am back!!
So what has changed since the last time I had a blog site?
A LOT!! I tell you, a WHOLE LOT!! It's been two years (two years already??), and a lot can happen in two years. In fact,a lot can happen in a day talkless of 2 years. I've grown tougher and stronger, more responsibilities, more drama....I know a lot more now. Most people say, "Dami,C'mon, you have always been mature", but there is such a thing as been "more mature"..and I have experienced and I am still experiencing it. And I am glad about the experience
So, what does Dadiva have to say today? Something simple, nothing too elaborate and nothing that is a "product" of the "creative juices" flowing. Just a simple lesson I learnt from a song
"I hope you dance" by Lee Ann Womarck is a song I absolutely love. I won't write the lyrics because of space, but the link is written below. It gives me courage to take a leap..and trust me when I say I have taken many. My close friends bear me witness. I am always doing stuff, dabbling into matters, getting my finger into every cake batter. I have responsibilities to many people and in many places, I always have a lot of work at hand; yet there are things I still want to do. I remember my mum once telling me not to be like "a man" because I need to learn to settle down and be attentive rather than always jump around and do things. I am a woman of many sides, that I know; and to be honest, I want to explore each and every of those sides of me; at least once. I am not talking about scratching the surface, I am talking about an indepth exploration of me. It has been fun, loads of fun. It has gotten my adrenaline level high..very high. It has gotten me pouring out energy like no man's business, and dressing raggedly (i call that the "Ekaette zone"). It has given me walls to leap over; and troops to run through. And I admit, I have been scared a lot of times. Afterall, a diva is still human, isn't she? But that song has been of tremendous help. It's the reason I do what I do, and live the way I live. It has given me vision, passion and strength. It has encouraged me to do what many women have refused to do; LIVE. Leaving my comfort zone and Living!!
Yeah, it's hard. Trust me, I know!! It really is hard. To get off your butt and get a job this ASUU strike, to apply for that position in your organisation, department or class, to read hours into the night, or sit down to plan your next steps for the future. Applying for that scholarship, going for an international conference, being an apprentice, learning a new language, volunteering to help the needy...It's hard. Yes, I know. but you know what else I know? I know it's worth it. Your energy is worth it, your passion is worth it, your dreams are worth it. Remember to Live. Remember to do what you want to do. You won't be this age forever. You may never get to do it again...EVER!! Live, get involved, go out, make friends, Learn something you always wanted to learn, try something you have always wanted to try, explore, have fun, work your butt off to make a project a success...Just do it
To wrap this up, Project Fame West Africa 6.0 was just concluded; and one of my favorite contestants (I fell in love with lots of them; especially the final 6e) sang a song that I won't forget in a hurry. The song was titled "Ko le Daru"; and a line of the song said; "God's done His part, it's time for you to do yours". God has given you ideas and dreams and visions. Most of all, he has given you a life. Do me, and yourself a favour, LIVE IT!!!
Did I preach? You bet, I did!! I don't mind that I did, as long as you do what I have said. Love you!! And thanks for having me back, it's great to be back
LYRICS OF "I HOPE YOU DANCE": http://www.lyrics007.com/Lee%20Ann%20Womack%20Lyrics/I%20Hope%20You%20Dance%20Lyrics.html
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