I have been thinking of how best to put this illustration in words and luckily, I found Chris Guillebeau’s post on “who we are and what they say” to be the best expression of the message I want to convey.
#love and #peace.
Ochuko :).
*Wishing muslims around the world a wonderful celebration.
It would be easier for me to write a well constructed piece on the reds and the greens of the land and talk ‘plenty’ …but the more I tried to do this, the more my mind, body and spirit kept saying one thing:
Fix Nigeria or die tryin’…
If you can’t fix you or make an attempt to, then you can as well be irrelevant.
What portion of the pie are you baking?
IT IS WELL WITH NIGERIA!!!!
**my sincere sympathy goes out to the victims of the blast that happened in Abuja yesterday. May God grant their families the fortitude to bear the loss. May we not experience such again. Amen.**
For a continuation of this thread, check out
“Nigeria at 50, Day 3 – Muse sizzlingthots.blogspot.com
tomorrow.
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[Today’s guest post comes from JAYCEE. Jaycee is the interesting writer and blogger at lightherlamp.com. Thank you Jaycee. Do enjoy it.]
I had a whimsical dream about 2012. In the dream my distant cousin finally found her husband after seven years of searching for the right man. Seven long years of seeking advice, getting it, dating men, getting heart broken, weeping, and laughing again. Seven long years of blue jeans, picnics, walks in the park, laughter, fights, rolling of eyes, and long-distant minutes. He was right there under her nose the whole time. The entire extended family traveled to Italy to witness the big destination wedding.
I also dreamed that in 2012 I got my doctorate degree, an acclaimed Ph.D in biomedical science. I was standing in the midst of ten guys and I was the only female waiting for the big handshake. My younger sister was grinning from ear to ear, and both of my parents had their cameras ready. Two cameras for one event, hey, I ain’t complaining! It was ecstatic moment.
In the same dream of 2012 we headed back home and had a party to celebrate this pinnacle of my success. But while we were dancing, something happened. CNN reported that a trail of earthquakes had just began. It was like a chain reaction: it started in China, then North Korea, Russia, Afghanistan, Tajikistan, Kyrgyzstan, India, Bhutan, Laos, and now it was shaking the whole Vietnam. Scientists were telling people to pack their bags all over the world and to keep their eyes and ears open. No one could accurately predict how far the mutilations of the earth would go. So we turned off the music and began to pack our essentials.
In that dream of 2012, some men began to knock viciously on our front door. Knock, Knock, Knock. “Open up this minute,” one of them shouted. My Father looked at me. “Go and check to see who those people are.” I looked back at him as if to say I did not believe he was sending me downstairs at this time. The look on his face repeated what he said, “Go now.”
So in the dream of 2012 I tip-toed down our great spiral staircase. “We, the United States Government, order you to open up this door this minute.” Oh, so it was the government! Maybe they’ve come to warn us about something in our neighborhood. My hunched shoulders finally relaxed and I softened towards the voices at the door. I ran to the door and threw the double doors open. “Who is the head of this household?” the leader asked. “Daddy, it’s the Government. They want to speak with you.” All of a sudden the man pushes me aside and walks into our living room with his men. My dad, mum, and sister slowly descended the great spiral staircase, with the bags they succeeded in packing. The man comes face-to-face with my father and starts to question him.
“Are you the head?”
“Yes sir.”
“Are you a Christian?”
“Yes sir.”
“Is your entire family Christian?”
“Yes sir.”
“Do you believe in Jesus?”
“Yes, we do.”
And then he ordered three of his men to put hand-cuffs on my daddy. The other men grabbed me, my mother and my sister…and they led us out of our home.
And that’s when I woke up from the dream.
I don’t believe in the Mayan Calendar, and I have no clue about 2012, but I remember Matthew 24:36-39 “But of that day and hour no one knows, not even the angels of heaven, but My Father only. But as the days of Noah were, so also will the coming of the Son of Man be. For as in the days before the flood, they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day that Noah entered the ark, and did not know until the flood came and took them all away, so also will the coming of the Son of Man be.”
…to the extent that we avoid doing things hereby minimize our chances of success.
Failure is always an option, but it doesn’t end there… It’s not the final answer.
Keep pushing out those ideas, some will fail, but many will see the light.
Hugh McLeod says everyone has their own private mountain everest they were put in this world to climb.
However, I will add one more option – the last on the list.
Choose wisely.
🙂
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Welcome to Blackboard. Illustrations/Art straight from the heart.
What do these humans do?
There’s something about the way we view people/things not within our “circle of the known” (i.e friends, relatives, fellow citizens, etc).
For instance, I can’t differentiate a Japanese from a Chinese or Korean; To me, they all look alike – Asians…however, on a closer look, they actually have very noticeable differences.
The same goes for the way non-Africans look at Africans or non-Nigerians view Nigerians and can’t really differentiate between Yorubas, Ibos or Hausas, etc…
Same goes for the way we view on our leaders (at home, school, office, nation, etc).
Same goes for the way Christians view non-Christians; Muslims..non-Muslims, pagans..non-pagans.
If only we’d step out of our comfort circle of ‘idea’ or ‘notion’ about something, someone or group of people; only then can we see the beauty of the other things and what they are made of, things they can do, the differences they can make.
Same goes: human definitely have sex. It’s what they do. It’s not all they do!
LOL
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The probability of every member of your family buying a blackberry after you do so is 1/1… or something like that.
Die Tryin’
The most misunderstood words: “die trying“… Die trying means that a person is putting forth their 150% effort in what they are doing. They are not giving up until they do it! So, Get ‘xyz‘ or die trying.
where xyz = rich, wealth, a life, married, into the kingdom of God.
🙂
The kingdom of God is the only exception, you don’t need to die trying to achieve this. Just accept JESUS, the SON of God into your life, and be Born Again. (John 3:16 for more information)
THEY WERE MOSTLY WOMEN AND CHILDREN.
THEY WERE DEFENSELESS.
THEY WERE UNPROTECTED.
THEY DIED WITHOUT KNOWING WHY OR HOW.
SOME WHERE BUTCHERED ON THEIR BEDS WHILE MANY MORE WERE KILLED WHILE TRYING
TO FLEE FROM THEIR ATTACKERS…
These words were taken from this site describing the Jos massacre (Viewer Discretion Advised: Disturbing images)