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Similolu's Blog : NIGERIA 4-3 MOROCCO: I grew up among males, … My Pastor Dad watches ball as if he were in the stadium and he includes match details in his sermon if need be. ...

NIGERIA 4-3 MOROCCO

I grew up among males,…My Pastor Dad watches ball as if he were in the stadium and he includes match details in his sermon if need be. The passion with which he analyses ball can be compared to Keshi’s technical crew and I pray someday he coaches Nigeria to win the world cup…(I hope he doesn’t see this, I love you dad). My brothers like ball too and yes…I like football. My favorite club is Chelsea FC and my favourite team is erm….yes!…the Super Eagles of Nigeria (feeling patriotic).

So what happened on Saturday between Nigeria and Morocco?

Morocco had beaten Nigeria, it was 3-0.

Psychology experts tell us that continued/repeated success boosts morale and continued/repeated failure dampens morale. If we go by this analogy, at the end of the first half, the morale of the Nigerian team should have been so dampened such that Morocco would have scored even more goals in the second half….but the reverse happened. Nigeria’s Uzochukwu slot in the ball into the net, Rabiu Ali came around at the right time and put the ball where it was supposed to be at that time, Ejike Uzoenyi did his thing on the dot of the 90^th minute…and just at the extra time, Abubakar Ibrahim’s strike into the net made all the difference.

I learnt something from all this: NEVER GIVE UP!

There are times truly in one’s life where it looks like all hope is gone. That moment when you’re in your finals and you check your result to see a 1.2CGPA; That moment when the doctor hands you the pink slip and you discover it’s a cancer afterall; That moment when the guy/lady you planned to spend your entire life with walks away; That moment when you miscarry that baby whom you had started to love with all your heart; That moment when you wished you were  dead….such moments come in life but if there’s one lesson we should take through life, it is this: Don’t ever give up. We’ve got to learn to fight and not to take flight. Honestly, I’ve had times when I took flight but had to come back to fight. I’m still learning how to fight, I’m learning that true strength is born in those times of weakness. I’m learning not to run from issues, but to face and deal with them; I’m learning how to give ”one more push”. Who knows? The baby may come out at that push. Who knows? The fight may be a triumphant fight against cancer, Who knows?...who, who knows?

So, I’ll face life head on and stay on the battlefield. I’ll pick up the fragments of courage that kept me till this present time and with God, the source of my strength, I’ll be the last man standing!

SEX...AND SO F****** WHAT?

I stared at him in unbelief.” No, this cannot be true”, I said to myself. He continued talking “yes, that’s where grace comes in, after committing a sin; you ask God to  forgive you and you move on; Simi, do you think sexual sins are so grievous that God won't forgive? Each time I have sex with a lady, I ask for forgiveness and I move on with life”. I was shocked at the statement. This was a discussion with a ”Christian” friend who told me about how grace will always cover his sins.

Just when I left him, wondering the manner of men we have in this world, I met another “church” guy who asked me out and promised to give me the deepest kiss of my life the day I give him a yes, all the while I was talking to him, he was busy paying attention to my lips and it was obvious that he got attracted to what he could see only and not the woman in me. Shock was an understatement this time around; I was shaken to my foundations. I left that day promising myself never to even mistakenly mention the word “Yes” to him even in our subsequent casual conversations.

This morning, a friend, Favour Omoruyi posted something on Facebook. He said “if there is one thing the church has always done, it is to keep quiet on some sensitive and important issues... I feel the time of silence is long over”. We don’t really talk much about Sex in church; some people even feel that the word “Sex” should not be mentioned in the Church because the Church is a “holy ground” but wait… who created Sex? Who made it an act of worship to Him between a man and a woman within the sacred confines of marriage? Is it not God? So why do we act as though sex is so unholy and dirty?

Well, I've learned not to argue scriptures... it's a waste of time to do so, but I am of the opinion that grace is not a license to sin; grace is a teacher. The bible says the grace of God that brought salvation has appeared to all men,TEACHING us that having denied impiety and worldly lusts, we should live soberly, and justly, and piously in the present course of things. Grace does not tolerate sin, grace teaches us to live right. So, if I would answer the first guy, I would say God is not a fool; we cannot continue in sin and expect grace to abound.  God forgives truly… but God should not be taken as a fool

And to the second guy, I’ll doff my hat to the guy who looks beyond a lady’s curves, hip, lips and fingertips and looks into her heart and her soul to discover the woman she is. I’ll respect a guy who is not only attracted to the way I look, but to my potentials, my abilities, a guy who will sow seeds to see me grow, a guy who will look into my eyes when my dark long hair has turned gray and my smooth chocolate African skin has wrinkled and still see the beauty in me.

Enough of these panting after a woman’s body like it is oxygen, enough of these Sex craziness in our culture… we need men and women to rise, people that despite the decadence in our society will stick to God’s word and wait for sex till marriage. We need men that will make up their minds to stay faithful to God and their spouses despite the raging hormones and nude ladies all over the place and women that will stand firm in decency and never compromise their stand.

 May God help us all.

Similolu's Blog : ME, TRUST….. NEVER? (2)

Similolu's Blog : ME, TRUST….. NEVER? (2): … And so it happens that I meet people and my defenses come up, and my heart screams “this one also wants to hurt me”. Frankly speaking, th...

ME, TRUST….. NEVER? (2)

… And so it happens that I meet people and my defenses come up, and my heart screams “this one also wants to hurt me”. Frankly speaking, these people come on a solely platonic basis, seeking friendship, just pure friendship and I go like “What exactly does this one want?” Do you know that feeling? It’s a feeling that comes when you become a jailer in the prison you have put yourself, when you suspect everybody and make your life a ”Red zone”. Maybe yours is not that bad, you just have erected some solid bars round your life due to your experiences, bars so solid and strong that even the strongest of people cannot break through. You know, they tell us experience is the best teacher. I don’t exactly agree with this because though experience may do some teaching, it could leave scars and pains that may never be recovered from… Believe me; the best teachers will always leave you better, not in an irrecoverable state as some experiences do.

So, let’s go… this is what I think:

·      Trust is a risk: When we trust, we allow some outcomes of our life go out of our control and partly or completely into the control of someone else, on whose faithfulness and ability we have chosen to rely on. Trust is a risk we must take at some points in life. Permit me to call it a “necessary risk”.

·      Man is frail: An adage says the best of man is still man… People fail sometimes, people slip sometimes and people disappoint sometimes. We’re all human and are prone to errors. The fact that a particular person fails or misplaces our trust does not mean one should stop trusting.

·      Vulnerability is beautiful: Contrary to how it looks sometimes, especially as concerns trust, it takes strength to be vulnerable…. weak people are actually the ones that always play defensive in all their dealings; strong people get on the attack! Being vulnerable is breaking through the solid bars of defense and getting  on the attack, ready to take the big risk of trusting!

So if you ask me, I’m ready to take risks again, I’m ready to jump, I’m ready to fly and I'm ready to trust again! Are you?

ME, TRUST…… never? (1)

I’ve had quite a lot of experiences in my young life… some I have had to wonder why I went through, some I was happy I went through and some I never thought I could go through. They all have one thing in common… I went through them.

I wiped hot tears off my face, swallowed the salty saliva that had gathered in my mouth, looked up, touched my chest and promised myself NEVER to trust…..what is the point of trusting? I’d rather trust a dog than humans. If you think I keep things to myself, it’s not because I’m secretive or deceptive, it’s just a way to keep people off my life so I don’t become vulnerable to the extent of being hurt. Yes, vulnerability-Trust makes you vulnerable and vulnerable people are weak people, at least, that’s what I have been made to think. But wait… should I really trust again? How do I trust someone who went deep into my heart, drew out my most innermost feelings, gets into some of the most private details of my life (the type you whisper to GOD) and then throws it away in the wind and shares it with “someone” who then shares it with another “someone” till my private life is made public.

This is a heart echo, one that indicates what goes on in many hearts…..hearts that have been through something called pain, hearts that hurt so bad and have been dented by various occurrences.  *Sighs* Trust is a subject I’ve been thinking about for quite a while now and I’ll say trust is “voluntarily making yourself totally dependent on another for some outcome or another, or for some result or consequence”. Trusting is like presenting someone a blank sheet of paper…… its left to the person what becomes of the paper. But let’s think together: Should a single incident stop one from trusting? Should one cut off the head just because of a headache? Will bars erected round one’s heart provide sure protection against hurting? At what point should one stop trusting?

Join me in the next post as we dig deeper into TRUST and how it plays in our lives. Please don’t forget to drop your comments and also feel very free to disagree with me on any issue.

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