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What Do You Take In And Chew?

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Reading comes naturally to some people, like one of my friends that can read a book of 350 pages(especially a novel) in a day. I’m phlegmatic, reading does not really come naturally to me. I’m more inclined to calculations to sitting down for hours reading some random books. Though now I’m improving when it comes to reading (at least I read a chapter of a book per day). I also prefer to learn through videos, audios and other easier means of garnering knowledge.

Meditating is also not an easy task. Sitting down for hours to meditate, that I can’t really do because of my spontaneous behavior. Great people meditate. So I prefer to do mine on the go. Like when I’m on my way to lectures or back from lectures and when I do my chores and most especially when I’m in the bathroom or toilet.

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Not minding how you take in and how you chew, the most important question here should be what do you take in and what do you chew?

Being curious can be a double edged sword, like it can either make you read wide or wild.
OK, have you ever read materials that make you doubt the existence of God? At some point I have done that. It made me logical and analytical on spiritual things.
What we read, listen to, and watch have a high propensity to brainwash us and instil different ideas, ideals and principles into us.
They form the basics of what we believe and how we act.

Apart from learning languages and getting intoxicated with words. I have seen wack ideologies of which I can’t buy from the few materials I have laid my hands on. Like some that actually teach you the direct opposite of your religion and moral standings. Can you imagine someone saying God supports gayism, Jonathan and David were gay and gay means “God adores you.” (note, I’m not saying God does not love them, he still does and his son has died for them already, all they need to do is to acknowledge that and accept his son.) but trying to chock that into our throats is what I refute.

What we take in and chew is very important. There is a beast(flesh) in us and a white gentle sheep in us. Which ever we feed thrives in us.

I’m a Christian and I believe in the word of God and I have vowed that nothing will define my idiosyncrasies apart from God’s word. So everyday, I strive to listen to my master so that I can feed the white gentle sheep (his holy spirit) in me and starve the beast (flesh) in me. They are always in contention with each other according to Galatians 5:17, but you alone determine who wins.

best-books-book-youll-ever-read.jpgBrian Tracy once said, “Whatever you dwell upon grows and increases In your life.”

So they are like cancer that spreads rapidly like wild fire. When you think and talk about them, they get deeper and deeper into your subconscious mind.
So mind what you take in and chew.

Bamigbola Silas.

A Blessing In Disguise.

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The news spread like widefire in the thicket of bushes which have forgotten the smell of water for aeons. It was already on the newspaper, blogs, facebook etc. But how I did not find out earlier until a friend called me is still a surprise to me.

“hello silas, have you checked it? ”
“check what?”
“your jamb results na”
“oh Is it out? I haven’t checked mine o, I will check it as soon as possible”
“you be baba na, just tell us how you killed it after checking it”

JAMB results were already out, most of my friends had checked theirs, some worth celebrating while others were results that calls for wailers who are ready to show empathy, cry and give advice to those whose results is blinking with red(danger). But I haven’t checked my own.

This was my first time kissing JAMB our lone “friend” who shows up once in a year, and now it is time to confirm if our intercourse had resulted into an issue. I bet you If you are a Nigerian, who attended a secondary school and have ever sat down for a JAMB exam at anytime, you should know the type of frantic fear and trepidation that set in when you heard that your JAMB result is out.

Jamb was a big deal for me. I was a 16 years old young lad who had all my “plans” well laid out, plans to study chemical engineering in “oba awon university”, OAU. You know how all those OAU students use to spice other university students with pepper, I also wanted to do that.

The night I checked my results was a fanfare night at first, I don’t know what really happened on that day but I can remember that the 4 of us(i mean my siblings and I) were drinking a can malt each. When daddy came back home, Taiwo and I went to the master bedroom to inform him, “daddy o JAMB results wa ti jade (our JAMB results are out)”
“Oya e Lo mu laptop ati modem mi( go and take my laptop and modem).
I quickly rushed to where they were In other to get them. Due to our anxiety we gave daddy the laptop so that he could check it for us.

Ghen! Ghen! Ghen! Ghen! We switched on the laptop, put in the modem and connected it.
“you check your own first” I told Taiwo
“no o, you are the one who is so inquisitive to check the results, so check it” Taiwo retorted. And truly I was inquisitive, I wanted to know how I told jamb “wunna father!”

I consented and gave dad my details, when he entered them and when my results popped out my heart cascaded like a mighty ocean into my mouth, my mouth agaped,my body stiffed, and in my numbness I saw what no eyes have seen and what no mouth can utter.
English -54
Mathematics -57
Physics -40
Chemistry -18. Total=169.

“What! This is not my results,” I started ranting, “chemistry my best subject? 18? Is a lie! This had better be a joke.” Truly chemistry was my best subject, I had never gotten less than 70 till I stopped it in 100level. “How can I study chemical engineering with this result” I asked myself. Mum, dad, Taiwo and others were surprised and at the same time perplexed. Sweet night turned sour. And the pain went a tone higher when daddy said the only resort for us is to go for a pre degree program in one LAUTECH like that, that I did not know “their head or their leg.”

When the Lord loves you just know that you are in for a correct sandpapering. And when he does that, it makes you want to ask questions like “is God really fair.” He knows how to change the route of your life in order to save you from tumultuous future. That failure was like an epiphany. It broke my “back”, dented my pride, made me accept him into my life, made me accept his purpose in my life and changed the course of my life for good. If he had released me then without me first facing the lions and the bears, Goliath and the Philistines would have eaten me.
After all my ranting and priding I later settled down to hear from him, and when he told me the reason, I understood his love and till now am eternally grateful I failed my first jamb.

I humbly went for the pre degree and wrote another jamb which I passed brilliantly. Now I’m a budding computer engineer, in one of the greatest university of Nigeria (no body should come and argue here o), enjoying his grace and plan for my life. Now walking in his steps and plans for me and not my own “well laid plans” gives me joy and peace.

Don’t you think some failures are blessings in disguise?

Bamigbola Silas.

Two things stopped doing.

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Two things I stopped doing (should I say since a long time ago?)

1. I stopped saying “I’m proud to be a baptist,” Yea, I was born a baptist, went to all their programmes and for real that’s why I’m standing now. But I have come to understand God hates sectarianism, *in fact Jesus rebuked his disciples when they told him of someone who was not part of them who called and used his name to heal. So now I believe it’s fine for me to say “I’m proud to be a Christian.” Even in our diversity Christ is what makes us One.
I debunk bigoty denominationalism.

2. I stopped knowing God on a surface or general level; Knowing God on the basis of what my pastor said or any other person said. I found out that knowing God personally is cool. You get to know him for who he is and what he can do and what he is incapable of doing through his word. Now no one can toss me around like a die 🎲, If it’s not in the word of God, I won’t go with it.

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* Mark 9: 38-41

MY 2016 ANECDOTE. I

2016 was a great year, at least it’s not like other years, twas my friend at some point and my fiendful frenemy at another point. As I fluxed through the year, I learnt many things that made my life better.

Times and season surfaced, I got so used to some seasons that when another surfaced again, adapting to the new one becomes a problem. Those brooding moments made me scared of my aloneness, I am not sure of what I would have done to myself if I had never found a better camaraderie in the Holy Spirit, then he was my spouse who was ready to listen to all my ‘jargons’ and supposed sense. Well I wrote more psalms to God in my head like David (though David’s own was on the scroll) this year. Depression was also my friend at some point, I’m a weak guy when it comes to words, I’m very vulnerable to them, that’s why I love to stay offish from those who spill out rubbish (curse words or dissuading words). Words made me depressed maybe twas because I loosed touch with the words of my Lord at some point and I seek validation from men. But now I’ve learned to stay with the words of God because him alone gives hope in times of despair.

I also had my time of joy and happiness, those times were beautiful I must confess.

Friends were also great asset this year, God did answer my prayers, I told him he should send great friends my way this year and he did, I’m eternally grateful for that (I hope to appreciate them soon).
This year I became better, books became fascinating to me, I read over 10 major books with many other PDF books and uncountable great articles that have shaped my life and made me better than I was last year.

One other thing this year taught me to do is how to hold on to God no matter what situation(good and bad) I pass through. I learned to trust and I’m still learning. My spiritual life wasn’t that rosy, if I must say twas more rocky, but God didn’t give up on me. He knew my weaknesses and he is still working on me to be the best version of myself. I won’t give up, I will be better and I will be more like him.
To be continued…..
MY 2016 ANECDOTE.
Bamigbola Silas.

WHO WILL DEFINE ME? 

Laying down on my bed in the middle of the night,

I cognitated and thought and anticipated

I asked myself questions,

I can’t proffer answers to;

“what’s my identity?

Who will define me?”

With all my might

I ran and ran and ran

Looking for who to define me.

 

The North Pole knew I came to it

Likewise I trudged towards the South Pole,

It  can’t deny the fact

That I came to it.

Asking “who will define me? ”

 

Shiftless mind! Shiftless mind!!

I slipped into the crowd

Trying to fit in.

Unfortunately, mama and papa

Never gave me tribal marks

And that made me lost

Deep  Into the throng.

What’s my identity?

 

When will the thought

Of my purpose and bright future

Compel me to have

That frenzy feeling of joy.

Please who will define me?

 

P. S: Questions a reasonable man or woman begins to ask him/her self are,  “Who am I? Why in the world am I here? What’s my identity?”

 

It’s a question we must ask ourselves. Our Lord Jesus too had to know his identity, he knew his definition, no wonder   Jesus said in Hebrew 10:7 “Lo, I come (in the volume of the book it is written of me,).” also he defined himself to the hearing of the Israelites in Luke 4:18-19.
If we must know our identity, then we must begin with communication; initially with ourselves, then with God our creator. He has our manual, he can define us.

Formidable Love… 

She was a beautiful woman blessed in every sense of femininity. The expensive ambiant attires she wore were flawless, good looking and a disguise of her true identity. Her business flourished, blossomed and brought men from far and near.

Lewd men queued to have their turns, for she was a prostitute.
Not until the day she was caught in the very act, all went smooth.
“Yeh! I’m doomed” she retorted.

Dragged to the light of the world by those “I-too-know” and self righteous religious leaders.

Sly Pharisees trying to trap Jesus asked him, “what should we do to this woman?”
Jesus in return stooped  down writing with his fingers on the ground as he was inspired of the Spirit. “The most righteous one amidst you should cast the first stone”, he said. 
Ashamed folks, they left one after another, from the eldest to the youngest. Then, the light of the world looked up and told her the most beautiful and sincere words she possibly heard for the first time in her life, ” Dear, I love you and want to live in you, go and sin no more”.
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Friends, God loves us even in the darkest times of our life. He hates sin but loves sinners and want to show them the right path to live.
Are you in or not? If you ain’t in,  Please come in, just the way you are, he loves you unconditionally and formidably. 

#LoveGod!

OUR STORIES… by Bamigbola Silas.


We were created with a pencil, a golden pencil given to everyone without segregation. With it, we write our stories right from day one in this mean world. In addition, the Almighty gave us a textbook and a work book. But what we would write on the work book is a factor that is dependent on us. 

 

The stories to be scribed on each pages of the paper could therefore be a love or hatred,  joy or sorrow, tranquility or restlessness, hope or despair, faith or doubt, victories or defeat, impacts  or non impacts, peace or war, solutions or problems, freedom or oppression stories etc. 
Some who attached seriousness to the type of stories they write make a conscious effort to consult and read relevant text book(s) to write meaningful stories on their workbooks with their golden pencil. Many through firm decisions to use their pencils rightly, they put smiles on the face of others, proffered solutions  to the hard-to-crack problems of the world , were agents of change, turned their weaknesses to strengths and as well invented great things. Men who are not worthy of this earth.  These are men whose stories touches lives and whose life speaks volume that turns out to be a collection of astonishing and outstanding  biographies which ultimately serves as a textbook from which knowledge could be gleaned from. 
However,  many who lived in the darkness of this understanding without making consultations  failed woefully, took decisions that mared their lives and others. Using their pencils, they brought about a free flowing streams of tears from the eyes of people; achieving nothing significant with their golden pencils even though time and seasons open up golden opportunities to them. Not only were they useless themselves, but also to the world. And because they did not have an insight of anything good in themselves, this made them depressed, in despondent , sorrowful, restless, and suffered defeat. With miserable life,  they nurse hatredness against those who maximized the Golden opportunities that come across their ways. They were apt to forget that we all have equal chances to write our stories right. Their biographies were horrible to read and were lost in the history of time.
We all have a story to write. It is your choice to write an inspiring story or a despairing story. God will never influence your choice, it is a gifts to you. You either use it well or abuse it. 
But friends, I dare you to write a great story, don’t die twice, take  right decisions now, consult and read the textbook (The word of God), and you will be sure purpose discovery won’t be a far fetched issue. 
 I dare you to write a story that can never be forgotten by men in years to come. Stories that men can make reference to and thank God you walked on the shore of this land.  I sure know you remember the likes of Jesus, Paul, David, Solomon, Joseph, Esther, Peter, Kathryn kulma, Myles Monroe, Nelson mandella, Kenneth Hagin, Martin Luther King Jr, Abraham Lincoln, Charles Spurgeon. Etc.
Inspire someone today with your story. 

God bless you.