He makes all things beautiful

The other day I was going to get a few items from a bookshop and I decided to take my children along and grab pizza afterwards. All was going well in the bookshop until my son saw a pair of scissors and asked me to get it for him to which I responded “No you can’t have scissors - it’s dangerous”. He acted as though  he did not hear or understand me and kept pleading for it. Interestingly, he even remembered his manners and said please mummy like a million times and I was so impressed by sudden display of maturity. The truth is if he had asked for something else in the same manner, I would have given him. However, he asked a hard thing as I knew that those pair of scissors he wanted will do more harm than good and so while I felt sympathy for him, I did not indulge him. Being a child, he started crying profusely and we had to leave the mall almost immediately without going for the Pizza. He had cried so much that he slept off on the ride home so I just put him straight to b...

Where are the good neighbors? I was visiting my mum’s church last Sunday and was really touched by a story one of the ministers shared. I was touched on two fronts, first by what she did which left a warm feeling in my heart but this was quickly taken over by sadness of the reality of “ Who we have become ”. According to her, while on her way to church that morning, they had stopped at a traffic light and she was about 3 rd or 4 th car from the front. When the light turned green, they noticed the first car did not move, people honked and hooted yet the car did not move. The other car drivers started to maneuver their way around the first car and drove off. She did the same. When she got near the car she noticed the driver in the car had his head bowed down as do in deep sleep and she drove past. A few meters forward, she felt a nudge to go and check on the driver. She parked her car and walked back to confirm if the driver was OK. Apparently the man had some sort of ‘seizure’ a...

Oh my God… my worst nightmare has just come to pass or am I dreaming, yes indeed it is true… I hear their voices… I have been caught… but I thought I was been careful… I am not supposed to be caught… Oh my God… what’s happening… the shame... my family… they can’t stand the shame... God can you hear me now… I will be stoned to death… no one knows my story… no one cares really… the crowd is following and chanting profanity against me… they are justified… after all I was caught in the act… the very act… I deserve the punishment… oh the shame… the humiliation… I am in the temple waiting for my judgement. The law must hold, nothing or no one can upturn it now. The sooner this is over with, the better and I wish they did not have to take me before the new Rabbi, Jesus, I have heard vaguely about him, the one who works miracles, I truly need a miracle today, but then I don’t deserve one… I was still lost in my thoughts that I did not notice the silence, oh so silent it was deafening, but...

I wish I really knew what awaits at the end of each path Have you ever wondered how many decisions you make in a typical day? Have you ever wondered how many of those decisions were the right ones? How many were wrong? Are there decisions you wish you never made till this day? What was the best decision you ever made? I can hear some of you already saying, it is only Uche that will bother to analyze such, but indulge me and read on. J As my curiosity mounted, I decided to find some answers on Google. It is not surprising that there are many different opinions on this topic including scientific researches, however while they could not all agree a number; most of them agree that we make at least 500 decisions a day? Yes 500 decisions!!! That is, we choose between alternatives at least 500 times a day! Now imagine that only 10% of your decisions are wrong, I think that is still a lot. Interestingly, about the same time I was pondering on the word choices especia...

illustration - Joseph interpreting the Butler dream while the Baker looks on When my sister in law got married, my daughter was chosen as the little bride – a role she was very proud to perform. However, there was one little problem; I had not been able to convince her on why her aunty was getting married especially as this meant that her aunty was going to move out of our house. Eventually, I came up with an answer that yours truly believed was a very good one. She is getting married to become a mommy just like me, after all, how was I to explain the concept that boy meets girl and they fall in love and get married? The last I tried explaining the boy/girl love thing when she was younger, I simply failed. I tried to keep it simple by saying words to the effect that mummy and daddy are husband and wife because they love each other but I did not quite hit it because, she smiled, and then told me she had a great idea “I love my baby brother, so he will be my husband and I will be ...

Y esterday, on my way home from work, I was listening to the popular radio show “Sharing Life Issues with Chaz B” and one of his co host made a comment that stuck with me the whole journey home. He was asking the question, how are we as individuals are investing in our friendships that will be our strength during adversity. He took his inspiration from the story in Mark 2 of what I once heard a preacher call four crazy friends. I am sure most of us know the story of the paralytic whose four friends did all they could to bring him to the presence of Jesus. They must have heard that Jesus the healer was in town and they tried to hurry to get him there in good time. You can imagine their disappointment on getting there it was packed full with people and there was no way in. They had 2 choices to give up or to press on; at that point it will have been acceptable to tell him (the paralytic) that they had tried, after all we brought you here. Instead they choose to climb the roof with...

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High, shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty, I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress; My God in whom I trust… Ps91:1-2 It was not until I heard our nanny calling out “come here, it is time to take your bath” did I realize what was going on. A few seconds before my son ran into the bedroom, shut the door so quickly and loudly, ran to his father’s side as thou he was been chased by a 100 angry dogs. Interestingly, once he sat next to his father, he wore a big grin as someone who had won a lottery.  He almost had the look of you can’t catch me or as I now realized “ You dare not come here and get me ”, I am safe in daddy’s arm. After 2 or 3 calls from outside the door, the nanny must have given up as I did not hear her call again. For some reason, I choose not to take him outside back as I would normally do - which is why he probably ran to daddy in the first place and not to me J . What I did not know ...