Friday, 28 September 2018

Do Not Die Like A Fool...

Abner was said to have died like a fool dies. David was shocked for such a warrior whose limbs were intact would be killed like that (2 Sam 3:33-34)

Who is a fool, and how do they die?

When you cannot differentiate between a friend and a foe, you are not better than a fool. You can suffer injury in his house. (Zach 13:6)

When you over-trust a reconciled enemy without caution, you may die like Abner in the hand of Joab.

When you think your armory is a fashion statement. When your Bible becomes a mere pillow than a meditation tool, and your tambourine is a musical instrument than a praise weapon. When the Ark of Covenant is to you a good luck charm than God's presence, you may not be better than a looser. (1 Sam 4:2-11)

When you underestimated the power of a subordinate, the knowledge of your students and protégées; and the possibility of rebounds by a defeated opponent, you may be positioned for a shocking defeat.

When you defeat Goliath but failed to decapitate him. Return for the re-kill of that giant lest he rises behind you, and you die like a fool.

When you refused to learn from your experience at the Gaza Motel, you will find yourself repeating same in the valley of Sorek with Delilah, and you may end up a bigger fool.

There's certainly no dignity in defeat. You were created a champ, born a winner, so why die like a fool?

Arise, and fight for your life, because it only takes the living to testify.

Monday, 17 September 2018

The Poison Within....

Poison is any substance that harmfully terminates the life of a living thing. It's like a leakage in a tank of water, it takes out the content in a gradual manner till it becomes empty.

Most poisons are usually ingested externally, but some are sadly generated from within, we call then toxins.

Just as toxins can be a by-product of nutritional ingestion, refusing to let go of offensive interrelationships can also create psychological toxins. This category of mental poison is also as harmful and debilitating as any other poisonous consumption.

Has anyone willingly or unconsciously offended your emotion? Have you been disappointed or mentally abused? Have you been beaten, battered, or had your personality demeaned? Was your self worth at some points in the past whittled by the conduct of a friend or partner? Have you expressed emotional desires to someone in your past but got a cold shoulder? Ruminating on these anomalies, and relating by them gradually creates a mental toxin in your psyche.

Once these toxins are formed, you begin to exhibit antisocial behaviors. You begin to expand the unknown zone of your Johari Window. Your level of misbehaviour gets noticeable, embarrassing your total personality and people around you.

Remedy, is to disentangle from the past; forgive the faults, forget the loss, and move into a better future. Remember, that your attachment to the past is the major reason why you have refused to go farther than you are today.

Get wisdom!


Tuesday, 28 November 2017


by Videt Polk and Rev. Bobby Burnett

1.   Long ago in days of old, stood a man of God we're told,
As he talked to Elijah that day;
His request he did repeat, standing at Elijah's feet,
"A double portion" I can hear him say.

Give me, Lord, a double portion, pour Thy Spirit on me,
Thru eyes of faith Thy wondrous works I can see,
But I need Thy helping hand, in this troubled, sinful land,
Give me, Lord, a double portion from Thee.

2.   As Elijah stood that day, to Elisha he did say,
"Ask me what I shall do unto thee,"
And Elisha then replied, walking at Elijah's side,
"A double portion, let it fall on me."


3.   Lord, I always to Thee, pray, just for strength from day to day,
But I see there's so much to be done,
That I have to kneel anew and this favor ask of you,
A double portion -- this fight must be won.


Tuesday, 14 November 2017

Friday, 30 June 2017



Something says to me that I need to sort this statement and understand it better now, especially before it is said of me!
As I begin to ponder on the meaning of RIP and why it is being often used when someone passed on, I asked myself what categpry of statement should this be?
A wish?
A Prayer?
Or A courtesy statement?

Whose soul can RIP? What does it take for the soul to RIP?

If RIP is a wish, I can only wish wishes are horses for real, so beggars can ride! But if it is a prayer, then the “praying-mantis” should rule the world! However, if it is just a complementary or courteous statement, no man should be offended because it would be a worthless complement when said.

RIP has been so used in such a manner that even if devils can die, men will still say RIP!

The fact may be that whoever you might be, irrespective of the life lived, whether godly, religious, or you live an atheistic life, we will still say RIP.

Religion and Intellects

It is read somewhere that out of every 5 Nigerian Christians, 3 are Pastors, 1 is 'sensing' the calling to ministry and the other 1 is seeking for miracles from the first 3.

This is not revival, this is the effect of lack of employment.

If we call it a revival, why then is crime on the increase? Because every historic revival reduced crime in the society since the criminals would have had an encounter with Jesus. So this can't be revival.

The reason why everyone is jumping into ministry in Nigeria should give us concerns. Religion has never developed any nation. So the rising of more religious leaders should not excite us.

In the next 20 years, Nigerians may not have 1 doctor for 50,000 people but will have 50,000 pastors for 1 person. Expatriates will take over our labour market while young Nigerians will be jumping from pulpit to pulpit across Africa looking for who to ask for a prophetic seed in exchange for a miracle.

We need to teach our young people that they can fulfill ministry while coding in a technological laboratory. We need to teach this generation that pursuing ministry should not stop them from pursuing a university degree or trade. We need to 'de-religionize' the mind of the average Nigerian. We need to do this speedily before we get to the point of justifying the conversion of hospitals to cathedrals, factories to prayer camps and colleges to prayer houses. We must teach this generation that God gave us a knee to pray and hands to work, mouth to preach and brain to create - not knee without hands, nor mouth without brains. We must hasten to remind this generation that we can still be apostles and still maintain a professional career. Paul is our witness.

If we get carried away with how our 10 year old is preaching while his Chinese age mate is building a robot, we might end up being re-colonized when Trump's son becomes the POTUS - because his then late father would have advised him to do so.

Let's not forget that the Master charged us to occupy until HE comes. Those who heard Him first hand never asked "occupy what, how, why and where" - can we be that peculiar generation that will ask these questions?

Religion and Religiosity should no longer drain our brain, it should train our brain. The blood of Jesus didn't wash our brains, it washed our sins.

Arise and be productive even if you have God's call.

Tuesday, 15 November 2016

Ire ta su ni Eden

Ire ta su ni Eden
1.         Ire ta su ni Eden
            N’igbeyawo kini
            Ibukun t’a bunkun won
            O wa sibesibe.
2.         Sibe titi di oni
            Ni igbeyawo Kristiani
Ibukun t’a bukun won
Lati sure fun won
3.         Ire ki nwon le ma bi
Ki nwon k’osi ma re
Ki nwon n’idapo mimo
T’enikan k’y’o le tu
4.         Bawa pe, Baba si fa
            Obirin yi f’oko
            Bi o ti fa Efa fun
            Adam l’ojo kini
5.         Ba w ape Emmanuel
            Si so owo won po
            B’eda meji ti papo
            L’ara ijinle Re
6.         Ba wa pe Emi Mimo
            F’ibukun Re fun won
            Si se won ni ase pe
            Gege b’O ti ma nse
7.         Fi won sabe abo Re
            K’ibi, kan ma ba won
            Gba nwon npara ile re
            Ma toju okan won
8.         Pelu won loj’aiye won
            At’oko ataya
            Titi nwon o d’odo Re
            N’ille ayo lorun.

The voice that breath o’ver Eden
1.         The voice that breath o’ver Eden
That earliest wedding day,
            The primal marriage blessing,
It hath not passed away
2.         Still in the pure espousal   
            Of Christian man and maid
            The holy three are with us
            The three fold grace is said.
3.         For dower of blessed children
            For loved faith’s sweet sake
            For high mysterious union
Which nought on earth may break.

4.         Be present heavenly father,   
            To give away his bride
            As Eve thou gav’st to Adam
            Out of his own pieced side.
 5.         Be present, Gracious saviour,
            To join their loving Hands
            As thou dist bind two natures
            In Thine eternal bands.

6.         Be present, Holy spirit,
            To bless them as they kneel,
            As thou for Christ the bridegroom
            The heavenly spouse dost seal.
7.         O spread thy pure wings o’ver them!
            Let no ill power find place,
            When onward through life’s journey
            The hallowed path they trace.

8.         To cast their crown before thee,
            In perfect sacrifice,
            Till to the home of gladness
            With Christ’s own bride they rise.

Monday, 18 January 2016


Edward Perronet (1726–1792)

Edward Perronet was not an easy person to get along with. After being a minister in the Anglican Church for some time, he became fed up with what he felt was the church’s “nonsense” and became a Methodist, joining up with the Wesleys (John and Charles Wesley).

As a Methodist he faced persecution on at least one occasion, “Edward Perronet was thrown down and rolled in mud and mire,” as John Wesley recorded.
Perronet soon broke with the Wesleys over the issue of who could administer the sacraments.

He joined a group called the Connexion but later broke with them as well. It was as a minister of an independent church in Canterbury that he wrote this majestic hymn.

Whether Perronet intended the implication or not, the hymn points to the time all believers in Christ—regardless of petty disagreements—will join together in a celestial chorus.

All hail the pow’r of Jesus’ name!
Let angels prostrate fall;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all;
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him Lord of all!

Ye chosen seed of Israel’s race,
Ye ransomed from the fall,
 Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all;
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all!

Let ev’ry kindred, ev’ry tribe,
On this terrestrial ball,
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all;
To Him all majesty ascribe,
And crown Him Lord of all!

O that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall!
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all;
We’ll join the everlasting song,
And crown Him Lord of all!

Tuesday, 1 December 2015


Henry Francis Lyte (1793–1847)

Henry Lyte coined the phrase, “It is better to wear out than to rust out.” And Henry Lyte wore out when he was fifty-four years old, an obscure pastor who labored for twenty-three years in a poor church in a fishing village in Devonshire, England.

This hymn that was written shortly before his death was inspired by the words of the two disciples met by Jesus on the road to Emmaus: “Abide with us, [they said,] for it is toward evening, and the day is far spent” (Luke 24:29, KJV).

Note the fourth stanza, which carries such hope for the Christian. As Lyte wrote this, he knew he was dying of tuberculosis and asthma. It was “eventide” for him, darkness was deepening, and he felt very much alone. But he was not alone, and we are not alone even in our darkest times. Our Lord is with us, “the help of the helpless,” the one who never changes, our guide and security.

He will never leave us nor forsake us.


Abide with me; fast falls the eventide;
The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide!
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, O abide with me.

Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
Earth’s joys grow dim; its glories pass away;
Change and decay in all around I see;
O Thou who changest not, abide with me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour;
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter’s power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.

I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.
Where is death’s sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.

Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies;
Heaven’s morning breaks, and earth’s vain shadows flee;
In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.