a LoVeLy NoVeMbEr...

is what I wish you all

Happy Days, Warm Days, Joyful Days
and smiles to fill your every day!!

God bless you all, always!!

...

... alls well that ends well

the GIFT of a man...

See many times, you and I get caught up with -

Wishing we had this and
Wanting to do this or
Be that

Only because

They have, She does or He is

I have decided that

My gift will make room for me
Just as the Bible says...

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You know my conclusion as to why I can get jealous sometimes?
Simple. (I'm sooooo working on it)

1. I may not love myself enough. See, when you love urself and God wayyyy beyond anything, you will love others too. Now what does loving others have to with anything?
Love conquers ALL. If I love you, I won't even think of myself when you have something that could make me jealous... make sense?

2. My flesh is not totally dead yet. Flesh = Sin, jealousy is a sin... Just like sometimes situations or people make you lie, same thing for jealousy.
For instance, Have you ever been in a situation where you feel like someone just shoves stuff in your face, knowingly or not? As in... you could swear the person was doing it intentionally. For example again... lol,

Two weeks ago
A: Wow, I'm getting old oh and I'm not even married... I need help
B: Eyah.. don't worry, God's time is the best. What is Fred saying now?
A: Fred? mehn, don't mind him oh, he's still taking his time

On Thursday
B: (to A, gesticulating and all) Oh my Gosh!!! A, Philip proposed!!!! Like geezzz, I was sooo freaking out when he got on my knees.. BAM look at my diamond!!!!! It shines!!! I love Philip so much, he's like the perfect guy... after only 3 mnths, he proposed... wow! I'm so happy
A: Wow, i'm happy for you too oh
B: Yes, thanks and we're flying to Paris for a small wedding so you can't even come... chai, but there'll be a small get together when we come back
A: Thats nice
B: I'm soooo happy and to think i'm just 22... God is soo good, wow... when i look at how many of my mates, mehn bla bla bla (voice trailing off.....)

If your flesh is dead in this situation, TRUST ME you wudn't even think about it to feel pity on urself...

I'll be back

...and she thought i was bee.essing

On the bus ride to work this morning (an hour late.. need to work on my schedule), I began to reminisce on my "humble beginnings" with going to university, interacting with all the different people and with the male folk... I was evaluating my years... My 16th year - wonderful year, innocent naive freshman, wonderful world. I'm grown, I love meeting people, asking questions, I act, I sing, I get INVOLVED... My 17th year - wonderful year, a bit challenging cos. my lil' secret (age) is out of the box.. need to fight for respect not to be seen as immature, I have an on campus job, I'm extremely focused on school.... My 18th year - WOW!!! I opened my first bank account... I'm happy 2 be LEGAL! My 19th year... hmmmm, why do I call it my worst year? My 20th year, I graduate... I'm soooooo GROWN now... still getting there, becoming the person God wants me to be... Now 21, a 2nd yr. MBA student... I'm grateful.

Now my 16th year was NOT widdout drama... me being me, Its VERY easy for me to make friends.. I became friends with this young lady who was a couple years older than me, she nearly convinced me that I was "young and stupid" of course there was a boy invloved...

I had this friend or should I say course mate from 9ja, we met again in yankee and of course, became realy friendly, normal toasting stuvs... I liked the guy but I sooooo wasn't and I'm still not into the whole boyfriend girlfriend thing widdout the goal and focus being marriage, so this guy is my brother now... and I love him so much, as a matter of fact, I've been adopted into his family - back 2 d story... so this my "mature friend" thought I was head over heels in love with the guy and was trying 2 hide my feelings for who knows what reason...
It didn't change the fact that I would still go out of my way to do things that I will go out of my way to do... It made me laugh (on the bus 2day) to think how funny it was that this chick nearly gave me an uneraseable complex.. Thank God for deliverance!!

Then I remember how I used 2 react in anger and let the anger take the best part of me and not even feel bad about it... THANK GOD FOR DELIVERANCE OH!!! Mehn, sometimes we REALLY need 2 look back on how far God has brought us, not just financially but in every aspect of life! I can proudly say, that He is molding me, shaping me to become a better person everyday. Thank You Jesus!!!!! Wow... as i write i remember more... If i continue I wudn't get any work done so... I'll stop here with the reminiscing and tell you all my dream last nite... hehehehee

So I dreamt that Omulu was sleeping in the parlor, I think it was night and the sliding balcony door was open to let the cool breeze in... I think i was there with her... And there was a sudden downpour of rain! SERIOUS RAIN... she had washed her clothes and they were spread / hung on hangers outside... while omulu was heavily asleep, i watched as the rain fell and i was too lazy to stand up and shut the door until an avalanche of rain poured into the house.. i quickly got up and went to shut the door, then I noticed that the wind was blowing our clothes away and I began contemplating whether to remove the ones that hadn't been blown away....
Suddenly another heavy wind came by so I rushed to rescue the rest of the clothes... but I realy wnated 2 go downstairs and get the rest.. I was worried that they'll become mixed with mud and some of them were white... I also was concerned that my umbrella will be blown away in the wind so i didn't go outside.. i decided I'll go when the rain stops and then she can soak up the whites again...
Then I woke up to a COLD morning... Its cold 2day in Bmore.... I wonder what my dream means... can't wait 2 tak 2 my mommy!!!

Have a GREAT weekend guys!!! though 2day isn't Friday.....

Nwando the dreamer...

Thats what I'm about to become for reals... I had another dream last night.
I can't remember it in details cos. I woke up IMMEDIATELY and prayed SERIOUSLY... Then I slept and had another dream.. lol, maybe an effect of what I watched last night before I slept and what I talked about too.

So on TBN, they were showing this program - "The Lazarus Phenomenon". You know the story of the beggar called Lazarus (in the Bible) he used to beg on the street , by a rich man's house and dogs would come and lick up his wounds. The rich man never helped him.
One day Lazarus died and Abraham took him to heaven, of course he was comfortable no more pain and sorrow. The rich man also died and unfortunately went to hell. In hades, he looked and saw Father Abraham and Lazarus in heaven so he begged Lazarus to give him some water cos. he was tormented in the flames. Father Abraham said it was not possible. The rich man also begged that they send someone to his family to warn them of the torment in hell, but that request was also turned down.

The premise of this show was to indeed prove that Halluciantions and Imaginations and Dreams were very different from "near death experiences"

This show, showcased people that had died and come back to life. One of them was a Nigerian Igbo man. He was a Pastor, a Christain.
He was interviewed along with members of his family, the morgue owners, and church people. His story paraphrased:
On wednesday, he had a quarrel with his wife and the wife slapped him. (Now we all know the pride of a man, moreso of an African man) Anyway, she begged for forgiveness and he ignored her. He was going out on Friday, got in a motor accident and died (He showed a copy of his death certificate, signatures and all).

In the spirit realm, he met up with an angel (I started watching late so I dunno what happened before) and the angel took him to hell and told him that thats where his supposed to be. He was alarmed, crying he said how could it be? he's a Child of God and bla bla. The angel reminded him that when he was in the ambulance he was begging God to forgive him of all his sins when he had refused to forgive his wife. The Igbo man said that he knew that nothing could have stopped the Lord from sending him to the terrible lake of fire. He said it was INDEED TERRIBLE! While he was there, thousands of people were being thrown into. He said, it IS A VERY VERY VERY VERY AWFUL AND TERRIBLE PLACE. The angel said he was going to be sent back to the world, as tha last warning for people to repent and avoid the lake of fire.

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Meanwhile on earth, he had been sent to the morgue. But his wife wanted his body back in Lagos in the church cos. she believed he will come back to life. Her father inlaw refused. In the morgue at Onitsha, the owners wanted the body out because "strange things" were happening. According to the guy interiewed, "its a dangerous job" he said singing was coming our of the dead guy's room and he wasn't comfortable with the body being there anymore.

The family was contacted and the wife came immediately. There was a Reinhard Boonke Revival going on at the time, the wife decided to go there cos. she believed he husband will be revived if Reinhard prayed for him. They couldn't get in to see the man of God, she was pushed and shoved eventually they had to go to the back of the church.
There, they took him out of the coffin and started praying for him, it was a lot of people, while they were praying, he started breathing but his body was still stiff, then he jumped up.

The man (Daniel) didn't know what was going on, it seemed to him like just a few minutes he had been gone, but he had actually been gone for 3 DAYS!

I'm asking myself and YOU, do You care where you go when you die?