Faith Testimony

He's been married over a year, maybe two and was told his wife couldn't conceive.

Although, they were based in Nigeria - they consulted medical help in the UK. With the same prognosis - their chance of having children seemed hopeless.

He starts to pray. He sowed his whole monthly salary for 6 months and when he bought his wife a vehicle she sowed in to God. He laid prostrate to God in his room petitioning Him for His grace. Their one request?? A child.

The very month his wife sowed the car, that same she conceived.

The same consultant that said his wife couldn't conceive, confirmed the pregnancy and with shouts of amazement!! To him it was impossible.

Before delivering, he had dreams in which he was told it would be a male child with a birth mark like his wife.

The consultant said his wife would require an operation but she delivered at home without even midwives attending. And the birth mark?? You should have been in church yourself....

He left the pulpit to the congregation's shouts of praise to God. FAITH moves mountains...

Well Done But Not Quite (Dr Mr Boltz Part 2)

Well done Mr Boltz!!

You've just released a new material on 18/11/08 and it's commendable you are still in music. There's a problem though - it's title "don't tell me who to love" which i reckon is in reference to your recent outing.

Just focus on Him and sing about Him - forget about yourself and justifying your stance. Your current orientation is wrong but He can make it right. Just focus on Him, write/sing like before about Him only and don't indulge in what you feel less you become a servant to what you engage in.

So well done Mr Boltz on what has been done so far but try and improve... it's not too hard and God's grace is enough for you.

Dear Mr Boltz

Dear Mr Boltz,

If I had your number I would have called you personally to give this message – it burns so much in my heart.

I heard the news and it saddens me – so much so am writing to you in the hope you might get this message however unlikely it might be. I recall first hearing your music and the impression it made – you were entrusted with a lot of material and delivered on these. Your music is outstanding and has touched and influenced many lives in ways you probably do not even understand. In my opinion, only Fanny Crosby has surpassed you in composition ability – the work entrusted to you is truly outstanding.

Ok, you say you are homosexual – but all living creature must praise the Lord and that doesn’t exclude homosexuals. Forget what man may say, focus rather on what the Lord may say. Give Him your best!! Ok fine, you’ve acknowledged what you are but serve Him still inspite of yourself. Give Him your best while unworthy – sing, praise, write, compose music like before and acknowledge that you are unworthy of these. If He rejects you after you’ve done these then you know you’ve tried your best and given your all and couldn’t have done more.

But why give up?? Why turn away now?? Yes your condition is terrible, even despicable but he can heal and there’s a way. Life is a journey and you have reached a milestone, you’ve served in deception, now serve in Truth. Serve Him now with everyone knowing the Truth of who you are – this way you would be a True worshipper and He would heal you. Do not give up now and you must hurry fast and rush back to your place – do yet the first works again.

Am praying for you that you would return – that you would see the exalted place you were placed and not neglect it. That you would overcome by focusing on Him rather than self. That you would know, you’ve been gifted to sing the simplest songs like almost nobody else and yet touch many lives with it. That you would know you have composition ability beyond what others have been given. That you may know it’s by grace we all stand and are all called to His service and not self service.

Is He not enough for you and His service not sufficient?? You were doing so well – why turn away now?? Are you going to stop serving Him to be a homosexual?? You must abstain from this and turn to Him quickly. Turn to Him by praying to Him, petitioning Him, pestering Him till He makes a change and gives you victory. Do not relent… why be careless??

You must now return to your purpose and sing yet again. He would certainly require an account of the talents He has given you. He’s more interested in what you’ve done with these talents in determining your faithfulness. Be wise and serve!! The Lord is faithful and would not reject you if you would turn to Him.

His arms are open wide to you… run to it!

Waterloo

Ok… I gasto write this one in broken as I no want make yawa gas. First let me introduce 3 characters – Mr A, Mr B & Mr C.

Mr B dey sit opposite Mr A. Since dem begin sit together, Mr B dey pull Elton John moves - Flick im hair one how, suck im pen suggestively, rub im pen suggestively, bat im eye, stare at Mr A, stroke im chin/brow, lick im lips etc. Man – na like sey Mr B no get work o and im dey direct am at Mr A – CHEI!!.

Mr A just dey boil inside, dey ignore Mr B but wetin Mr A fit do?? Na free world and persin im fit do whatever im like. Like play, like play, Mr B day come reach. Mr A,B & C s’pose get conference call but Mr A dey run late. When Mr A reach meeting room, na Mr B and Mr C dey der - dem dey talk, dey wait. The people dem dey call neva come online so Mr A just commot, go back to im desk. As Mr A dey leave though, im notice sey Mr B dey one side of conference room and Mr B dey another – Mr B person dey lick im pen like im usually dey do when im siddon Mr A front.

Mr A just look the guy commot. Ok now, like 5 mins later, na im Mr A return come join the conference call. Still the other participant never join the call and although the conference room big like 9ja palour – na next to each other both of Mr B & Mr C now dey - dey explain something for paper. Hmmm… Mr A just make im excuse, go back to im desk.

Next time wey Mr A return, Mr C (obviously excited) still dey explain something to Mr B but now lying on-top conference table with im back to the door. TRUEEEEE o. Mr A no even enter – im just return to im desk and dialled in from im phone.

Mr B & Mr C returned from the conference room long after meeting don finish (Mr A just dey look like persin wey no know notin). Mr B returned and dey look flushed – no be Mr A’s father business, im just carry go dey work.

After this, na im story come start… Mr C come begin get explanation to every of Mr B’s problems and I mean EVERY. Mr C dey hardly miss opportunity to explain “something” to Mr B and (un)fortunately na corner Mr B dey sit (and obviously facing Mr A).

Mr B fit comment say “1+1=2? hmm” Quick, quick Mr C don come, pull chair dey “explain”, dey draw close. Simple question fit take like 30mins o – jesu!! Come know the funny thing?? Mr B dey try run from Mr C now as Mr C just dey another level – if Mr C dey come, Mr B go dey talk “it’s ok, I’ve figured it”. Mr C no dey even hear all that one – im gasto give im lecture and in close proximity.

Mr B just dey look morose – can hardly complain about something he started and can’t now seem to stop when seemingly he's no longer interested or inundated. Mr A just dey laugh inside…waterloo na a terrible place to reach!!

Koko Below

Lagbaja’s Koko below was booming out of the speakers. Although piercing, the sound wasn’t too unbearable and we had a suitable distraction – the dance floor. Packed with kids here to celebrate their contemporary’s birthday I knew we were out of place.

It wasn’t long before we forgot about the music and started to get really entertained. On the dance floor were 2 kids – one male, the other female. As the music played they danced – neither was very good but they tried, so much so it was obvious to the audience they were putting a lot into it.

The music soon changed and the celebrant’s special number came up – it was from Michael Jackson’s Thriller album (vaguely remember which song exactly now). Regardless, the pair danced on – now they had the attention of a lot of the hall. The boy was shuffling and the girl was doing a spiral dance where she wiggled from the top of her head downwards with her hand and index finger pointed upwards. In fact she did an assortment of dances – it was entertaining and captivating to watch.

Suddenly from the back of the hall, there was a commotion. A man was pushing through to get to the front and seemed in a rush. On getting there, he pulled the dancing pair off the dance floor. Curious, I asked “Who is he??” My aunt replied “He’s the pastor of our church and those two kids are his children – they hardly even clap their hands in church!!”

Dig a well - make it's walls firm with strong support and it would provide sustenance beyond the digger(s): A reliable work.