The clearer Picture


THE CLEARER PICTURE

I remember when I was in the junior secondary school some few years back, we had to wake up early to do our portions(of work) in order to make it early for the dinning hall and just in time for the assembly. Some mornings especially those harmathan seasons were so hazy and cold that one could barely see 2 meters ahead but we were still supposed to do all our chores and get out of the  hostel the same time as other days or enjoy being punished and forfeiting your breakfast.

But you know what, that period of every year never lasted too long. We find out that we wake up one morning and the day is so clear and we can see our class rooms from our dorms.

Then as we went further and became senior secondary students we realized in geography that all that happened then where times and seasons.

There are various times and seasons in the lives of everyone upon the face of the earth. A time to be born and a time to time, a time to plant and a time to pluck up, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to embrace and a time to refrain, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to get and a time to lose, a time to speak and a time to be silent, a time to marry and a time to be single, a time for everything. On this day of “Good Friday” is a time to reflect on our lives. A time to see through the hazziness of the times and still accomplish much. The time to mourn is past because in remembering this day we celebrate the clarity and brightness that was brought into our lives. There was a time when darkness shaped our lives and now the time when light beamed on it.

We might be in a time of making serious life decisions and there’s a need to take giant strides and a leap of faith is needed but all we are counting on is God’s clearer picture. That’s what today is about. Because He is always ready to take away the hazz just in time in its season.

Find out what season of your life you are in and what you are expected to be doing now. What you are into, is it part of the clearer picture of God’s plan or some hazy plan of yours? What you are chasing, hope it’s not the wind, a waste of time?

Are you in a time when u don’t seem to understand what God is doing in your life? Rest in His love because this hazz will pass and God’s clearer picture will be in just view.

This day we remember the death of Jesus, we should always remember Jesus saw God’s clearer picture and was obedient to death even death on the cross and today, He is in glory. Debate it or not you are part of God’s clear picture.

zojonoka@yahoo.com

You are You


The Difference Between You and the Neighbor Next Door.

When you sit in front of the mirror and look at the image you see, you want to touch, feel, dress and redress all because you think you should look better than the Neighbor Next Door. You think you deserve all the accolades on your looks even from the Neighbor next door. You suddenly think you are into some rivalry. But what you don’t know is that the neighbor next door wants to be like you. You forget there is a huge world of difference. Let’s see:

You don’t have different shapes of eyes, nose, length of legs, hands, hair, size of shoes and dresses for nothing. It was made for identification and identification for distinction and distinction for recognition and recognition for specification and specification for admiration and admiration for relationship.

You don’t have different parents for formality and your parents don’t look different by coincidence, it’s because everything is for a purpose. Where you are found is where your work begins. Your grooming to be who you are made to be starts from your home  and your parents are a major part of the process. So start learning from their strengths, weaknesses, good and mistakes and don’t  even be carried away by the neighbor next door.

Most importantly, before you were born God knew you. He called you by your name before you were formed in  your mother’s womb. He knows what plans he has for you and all that befits you. You are a unique species not a prototype.

So the next time you look at the neighbor next door and you are tempted to be jealous or to compare and contrast and to feel inferior or superior, remember, the Neighbor Next Door is not better than you nor are you better than the Neighbor Next Door. You are who you are and can always be a better u.

zojonoka@yahoo.com

The time bomb


My Fallen Hero

Sitting on my window and looking out through my door was all I could do from walking into my chair.

The paradox of the hierarchy has become the mediocrity of the dancers when illusion is their vision.

The sound of the owl in the daytime is the irony of the nightmare in the afternoon.

Short was the scream and fatal was the fall. Sudden was the end of all that I had hoped in.

There was a handwriting on the wall and the meaning was hidden from all but the eyes of a child with no voice to tell.

But with time, the wall spoke and all heard but the child. Because the handwriting had completed its course and the child was gone.

The giant monster invaded and the weak dove was caged because busy were the eyes to decipher the code on the monster until my hero fell and great was the fall.

zojonoka@yahoo.com

Hello world!


My Fallen Hero

Sitting on my window and looking out through my door was all I could do from walking into my chair.

The paradox of the hierarchy has become the mediocrity of the dancers when illusion is their vision.

The sound of the owl in the daytime is the irony of the nightmare in the afternoon.

Short was the scream and fatal was the fall. Sudden was the end of all that I had hoped in.

There was a handwriting on the wall and the meaning was hidden from all but the eyes of a child with no voice to tell.

But with time, the wall spoke and all heard but the child. Because the handwriting had completed its course and the child was gone.

The giant monster invaded and the weak dove was caged because busy were the eyes to decipher the code on the monster until my hero fell and great was the fall.

zojonoka@yahoo.com

To see a generation where dreams are not shallow and shadowed by a lie but live to uphold true virtues.

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