This is my month! Yes you heard me right!
Been away for quite a while until now when a colleague threw up a challenge that, for 30 days we will blog daily along with some colleagues.
That sounds quite interesting is it not?
Well, got several things I have been booting in m head that requires expression and I trust, this month will be a major point.
So stay tuned!
This was initially posted on http://www.abisamsoye.wordpress.com
This is my month! Yes you heard me right!
Been away for quite a while until now when a colleague threw up a challenge that, for 30days we will blog daily along with some colleagues.
That sounds quite interesting is it not?
Well, got several things I have been booting in m head that requires expression and I trust, this month will be a major point.
Interestingly, I have a weblog which I have moved contents to. The address is http://www.samaderibigbe.com Will be directing all the contents there henceforth.
So stay tuned!
The power of choice seems to be one of the most powerful and valuable gift God has given us.
We choose what we want, how we want it and how to simply go about it.
Most times we think we are restricted, but we have chosen to be restricted in the real sense of it by the decisions we have undertaken and steps we have followed through.
The power to choose, has more often than not been misused and abused…..and with it comes grave implications and repercussions.
I decide today, to follow my heart and trust in the Spirit of God in me to guide me…….
You an choose how to live and how not too….the decisions pending before you, rely heavily on your choices..good, bad ugly or downright absurd.
Happy New Month of June!!!
Oyin,
I have been irrational, hasty and inexperienced. I ought to have taken my time to learn and be your friend first.
All i wanted was just to get it started and be happy to say i was in a relationship too. But alas, it ought to have been line upon line, precept upon precepts.
I thought our friendship over the years was enough to see us through, but i was mistaken. I thought we knew each other well enough hence tried to rush you but got rushed out instead.
I remember you voiced your concerns about the pace i was moving, your reservations to it…but i was too blindsided to see the warning signs,to carried away to realize it was a different ball game altogether.
Wale watched in amusement at the consternation on his friends’ faces when he mentioned they need to see the Wizard of Iyanfoworogi. He was almost doubling over in laughter if not for the fact the discussion was serious and important. Nonetheless, he permitted a wide grin to spread across his face.
“What do you mean?” Asked Uche…”Did you do money rituals” asked Jide. They were in absolute disbelief about what their friend just told them. Both would have stood up to call the discussion over if not for the look in Wale’s face that told them he wasn’t kidding and that it was not what they were thinking.
So, they asked him to explain himself by what he meant.
“I had the same reaction when he told me… In fact, i got up angrily and was about to storm out when he said to me, “If you were not up to this, why have you been calling me for two weeks?” I sat down, taken aback, then recalled the statement he made about been poor because you are POOR. “Something is not right here”, I told myself, something is amiss that i need to find. So, I sat down, apologized to him over my reaction and asked him to explain to me and tell me what I need to do.
He smiled a toothy smile and told me the story of the Wizard of Iyanfoworogi.
Jide lazied in dreamland, enjoying the bliss of a man in affluent wealth. He was dreaming about all the things life had offered him, his dream house, dream cars…and been able to take his wife to exotic holidays across the world. He had a customized wall clock that sang beautiful melodies every hour. And has he sauntered round his house, he heard a melody he had not heard before, “Monday Morning!!! Wake up! Wake up! Monday Morning!!! Wake up! Wake up!
He turn round in alarm, and in an instant, he found himself in a vaguely familiar place, a far cry from where he was coming from…and he heard a popular Chief Commander Ebenezer Obey’s song been played just outside his window, “Eni ro wo e loju alaa to n dunu…eni ko te pa mo se nitori ebi…” And he realized he was in his one room apartment in Ajegunle, and it was 6am and would be late for work if he does not bolt out of the house in another 10mins…
He angrily turned off his alarm, his albatross and cursed under his breath his landlord whose favorite musician was Ebenezer Obey and would play all his songs all day as he sat in his reclining chair chatting with his friends and neighbors.
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“Today is my birthday” said Dre to himself as he woke up early Saturday morning..and “Its gonna be a special one as well for me” with light twinkling in his eyes….
He lay back in bed, allowing his mind to fly to a specific destination, not just any destination…It flew to the Lady he had loved in over a year now that he wants to propose to that day.
He reflected on the journey so far with her and the challenges they had encountered together and what the future holds for them.
“This is jackpot, both a car and a boy to sell off! Am in money!!” “atleast, i can pay Iya Risikat her money, and be able to buy 2 more buses and be my own boss……no more doing boy-boy to anybody” Shina thought to himself, and gave the kid sitting beside him, a leering smile. He was so happy with his craftiness. He fooled the woman out of the car after offering to help her.
“She’s such a fool!! How can she be so gullible enough to get out of the car and leave her son in the car? DOesn’t she know that the world has become a wicked place?” “Trust no one at all!!” He smiled as he ruminates over it. But then a pang of guilt hit him in the guts. “But what has this woman done to deserve this?” The thought came to him. She just asked for help, is it now a crime to ask? “How am i to trust the people am going to meet even? What if the Police come looking for me what will i do?” Fear gripped him at that point and a terrible dread came over him in that instant. And as if the car sensed his thoughts, it stopped right in the middle of the road!
Shina got down, and tried starting the vehicle to no avail. He had a bit of a vehicle mechanic background and did some test runs on the car, but the car simply would not start. It was as if it wasn’t the same vehicle that he had driven for the last 20 minutes. The battery failed to come on, the lights all went out totally. He was perplexed, his fanciful day-dreams went out like the car battery and he stood dazed and confused on what to do.
The vehicle had stopped in the remote area of waterworks, Eleyele, and it was a very quiet, unsecured area prone to all shades of characters. He got two rough-looking guys to help him with the car, he had known them for a while and they all tried looking at what the problem was.
Somewhere, somehow, he heard a voice, push the vehicle away from here. Together with his two other cohorts, they pushed the car up the hill of the waterworks to the main road. From there, like a programmed robot, they pushed the car down the hill-side road of Eleyele, up the hill-side road to Fan milk. They stopped on the way and people gave them curious stares wondering why they can’t get a towing vehicle to tow the vehicle. But the men were fervent with the task at hand. As if been hounded by legions from hell, they could not dare take a breather for more than 2 minutes before they set to the task again.
Fadeke and her husband Joe sat in the living room, heads down, wondering what they would do next. The Police Officers had assured them they will find Little Abe and bring him home safe, but it left no room of comfort for the family. As the evening breeze fanned itself around there house on a hill, they sat in fervent prayer for the recovery of their son. Joe was going out and coming in, standing by the gate, looking across the valley hoping against hope to catch a glimpse of his son walking up the road or the car coming up…but it was all futile.
Around 6pm, they heard a knock at the gate. Both husband and wife were startled at the knock and rushed to the door, Fadeke stood rooted to the spot when she saw Shina alongside her Son, Abe at the gate!!!! For seconds, Husband and Wife stood gawking them unbelieving, before Fadeke snatched Abe from his hands and gave him a bear hug, weeping and dancing that he had been found. Joe stepped outside to converse with Shina, asking him how he got to know the house, he replied he didn’t know, but that they pushed the car all the way here. Sure enough, Shina together with his two friends, were panting like a deer that had run a 100 km stretch and badly in need of water.
Joe offered them water to drink, went out to check the car, got in and turned the ignition, and like a brand new car, the engine purred to life!!! The three men were stood in unbelief at the turn of events. The swore over everything they could swear on that the vehicle had refused to start, hence they had pushed it all the way!! If only the vehicle could respond and confirm what they were saying, it will be a welcome relief to them, but it seems all the strength had been drained out of their body after it seem the legions of hell had wiped them into a frenzy to get the car and the kid home! They were panting, worn out and wasted thoroughly by the time they got to the house of Joe and Fadeke.
They thanked them profusely and bid them farewell, praying never to set eyes on them again till eternity.
A joyous mood overcame their household that evening. Joe postponed his trip till the next day while he led the family in prayer of thanksgiving to God. Grandma was so relieved, she stayed in the toilet for an hour, worshipping God, for she had been pressed since morning but would not get up to use the toilet. Oye and Ope were just too glad to have Abe back in the house for them to continue their Police and thief games, oblivious to what was going on. For Abe, it was just another day of adventure for him. Totally unaware of the strange events and the implications.
Monday morning, Fadeke was at the Police Station to report that her son had been found, and the vehicle located. The Police Officers on duty, doubted she was the same person that came in Saturday afternoon to log in a report. She was dressed in a white well starched nurse uniform, looking prim and proper. Not until she narrated the events that they believed she was indeed the same person and found the story of the recovery incredible to believe. It was like a fairy tale to them. The car dying on the would be kidnapper, and him pushing the car all the way to their house that he had never been before!!!!
She went to the Park as well to show her appreciation, they marvelled that it was she they actually did saw on Saturday and praised God for his mercies. They also informed her, they had expelled Shina from their park, for he brought them into disrepute with People and was a blemish to their association.
Meanwhile, oh his majestic throne, God gave a knowing smile as he accepted the worship of Fadeke and her family and all the people concerned and gave an order for a protective hedge be placed round the family from that day from now on till eternity.
NB:
Fadeke later went to the hospital to be treated for her injuries, which miraculously, where only superficial with no major damage at all.
“Dear, i’ll be taking your car out to the market this morning, will be back by noon” Fadeke called to her husband who was still snucked in bed early saturday morning. “Can i go with you mummy?” Abe her 8 yr old son asked..”Sure why not she replied.”
Off they went to the market in Joe’s car, mother and son on a bright saturday morning It was fun and exciting for little Abe. At least he was away from home and the dreary house cores Grandma will make sure they do along his Brothers, Oye and Ope.
But little do they know what lies in store for them that they.
After the going around, haggling for better bargain and getting the boot of the car loaded, mother and son got into the vehicle at and left Bodija market en route home at Benjamin, Eleyele. On getting to Sango, She stopped to buy something by the road side and Fadeke could not ignite the engine when she was done.
So the car was pushed off the road to check and it was discovered that it was a kick starter problem, that the vehicle could be jump started.
Unfortunately, Fadeke, though being driving for a while now, did not know how to jump-start the car. Quite incidentally, they had stopped by the popular Sango Garage, so the Bus drivers were readily available to help. So one of them offered to help jump-start the vehicle while Fadeke got out and gave a helping hand to push the vehicle.
The vehicle was given a push, the man jump started the car and Vrooom!!! He zoomed off with little Abe in the car!!!!!!!
For a split second that looked like eternity, Fadeke was stunned so were the people who stood there. And when the vehicle disappeared from view, the reality of what happened hit Fadeke with the full force of a tornado. She screamed and threw herself on the ground right in the middle of the road and shouted out a prayer to God in her anguish, “God scatter the workings of that vehicle and give me my son hail, hearty and unharmed!!”
People tried to console her and rally to her aid, but there was no way to trace the car. Someone volunteered to race after the car, but valuable time had been lost and he had simply vanished into thin air with the car and little Abe in it!
In her desolate confusion, she ran into the road, and a vehicle overran her and the people all around were aghast at the turn of events wondering, “This woman whose son has just been kidnapped and her car stolen has been knocked down by a vehicle!!” But to the consternation of all, Fadeke rolled out from underneath the vehicle and shouted “Am alive oo!! There is nothing wrong!! Just get me my son!!!!”
The Sango Park Transport officials were in a quandary of what to do. They successfully identified the driver that took off with the car, but they could not locate where he stays in particular. The irony was, there was no mobile phone to use to communicate as we have now, it was a frustrating heart-wrenching period for all who were there.
Fadeke was taken to the Police Station which was close to the park to lodge a complaint, and a Police officer took down her statement and escorted her home to tell her husband, Joe who was due to travel later in the day on Saturday.
Meanwhile, Joe was getting impatient at home, waiting for his wife to return so he could end his discussion with her before he travels out-of-town.
Grandma was having a hard time getting Oye and Ope to understand why their Mum was not home yet with Abe since it was a saturday and they knew she wasn’t going to work and Daddy was at home too. She could hear Joe muttering to himself, wondering why Fadeke was taking such a long time to return home and she was getting agitated herself for she wanted to take her medications and sleep. But sleep was far with the two young boys roaming the house.
Suddenly they heard a knock on the gate and saw Fadeke accompanied by two Police Officers and 3 men… Joe was taken aback wondering what the problem was especially seeing Fadeke dishevelled and looking like she had passed through the Sahara desert and taken a dip in Ogunpa river. He asked, “What’s the problem? Where is my Son?”
Fadeke broke down inconsolable unable to speak, it was one of the men that spoke, narrating what happened. Joe was stunned to his marrow, Grandma, saw her world coming to an end. The questions, how? Why? When? What? came rumbling together like rivers approaching a confluence in Joe’s mind as he could not fathom what they were saying. He responded, “Find my son!!”
Grandma tried consoling her daughter, but she was at a loss herself… In her mind, a repeat scenario was playing itself out, for she had lost one of her sons years ago, he walked out of the house and never returned, in an apparent grudge with his family. And till date, reports of his whereabouts are known, but all communications cut off.
Grandma rolled on the floor in silent prayer of anguish to God, weeping and begging for mercy to find her Grandson, Abe.
Oye and Ope, stood wondering the turn of events. Even though Oye was 9yrs old, he saw the look in his mother’s eyes to know that he needs to keep Ope in check who was just 5yrs old.
But somewhere in this mirage of confusion, desolation and anguish, the prayer of a righteous man availed…God heard the cry of the desolate disoriented Fadeke and caused the impossible to happen.
To be continued..
Today marks the beginning of another year for me on earth.
Its been a sojourn of three decades plus of different experiences and lessons.
I look back and i take a look at the past, things that i had done, things that i had accomplished, the battles won and the battles lost. In it all, i say thank you to God….because, for his grace….i wouldn’t know where to be found.
I look ahead, and see the pathway and the future God has destined for me, i approach with trepidation, not because i don’t trust God, but because of the enormous responsibility that comes with that particular path. But one thing i have asked God, GRACE.
Am not sure what my scorecard will be in the office today, has it is the tradition, when we mark our birthdays, but am sure and hopeful i would get a few positives compared to last year :)….Its always a time of genuflection and areas to work on. I sure know am a work in progress, and its not about the feedback..though its a measure of check to see how far you have progressed. But what i rely on, is what God tells me daily…” I am your Father, greater is what you have in you than what is in the world….The world awaits your coming and manifestation..in the due season..”
This is meant to be a brief post, just to say Thank you Father for adding another year to my life, for the good things you have in store for me, for the land that is spread all around to be conquered, for the destinies to be blessed, homes restored, blind seeing, the deaf hearing and the good news been spread.
I ask for this Father, to see you more clearly, love you more dearly and follow you more nearly, day by day. Amen.
Happy Birthday to ME!!!!
samaderibigbe 