Short Story; What will you have done?

Nana Adwoa looked at her husband lying beside her and frowned, they had been married for three years and though her husband believed they were happily married, she wasn’t.

There was a little problem but it wasn’t one she could comfortably discuss with him, she was a happy go lucky girl and he was a parish child, born to a maid in the church and raised there, she was a nympho and he was a holy guy.

He turned to look at her and she smiled. “Ready to go?” He asked with a cheerful look on his face. “Yes dear” she replied as she picked up her bags and stood.

He walked with her to the station and helped her get into a bus. She watched him as the bus drove off and felt pity.

Her husband knew her to be a business woman, how else would they have survived this broke life, how would she have been able to pay her mother’s hospital bills and how could she live her kind of life.

She wasn’t a businesswoman no, she was a prostitute, pushed by a friend into prostitution, she left her husband every Sunday night to Takoradi though he believed she worked in Kumasi and returned on Fridays but he had no choice, they needed to survive.

She arrived at the little room she had rented there and showered. She changed into skimpy clothes that could give her husband a heart attack if he ever saw her in them.

She got into a taxi in front of the house to her usual spot. It wasn’t long before she arrived at her usual rendezvous point, she didn’t have to wait long either for she was very pretty. A nice car packed beside her as the windows went down.

“Hi pretty one, hope you’re good, how much will u charge for the night, I need your services”. A few minutes later they were speeding down the road. She looked in surprise as he opened a gate with a remote control and drove in.

He looked at her and smiled. “I brought you for a friend, he said his marriage is boring so I wanted to give him something for a change” he said frankly “you chose the right person then” she said with a smile.

He opened the door for her and when she entered she froze, standing right before her, as shocked or more shocked than her….was her husband, before she could say a word he blacked out as she stood rooted to the spot still in shock with hardly a word to speak.

LESSONS FROM THE 7 CHURCHES.

All glory to the Shepherd and overseer of our souls. Him alone be praised.

Today, it pleases the Lord to open our hearts to some instructions or lessons from the seven churches. They require little commentary due to their crystal clear expositions.

Ephesus
“Remember therefore from whence thou art fallen, and repent, and do the first works (“first love”- NIV); or else I will come unto thee quickly, and will remove thy candlestick out of his place, except thou repent.” (Revelation 2:5)

Smyrna
“Fear none of those things which thou shalt suffer: behold, the devil shall cast some of you into prison, that ye may be tried; and ye shall have tribulation ten days: be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of life.” (Revelation 2:10)

Pergamos
“Repent; or else I will come unto thee quickly, and will fight against them with the sword of my mouth.” (Revelation 2:16)

Thyatira
“But that which ye have already hold fast till I come.” (Revelation 2:25)

Sardis
“ Be watchful, and strengthen the things which remain, that are ready to die: for I have not found thy works perfect before God.” (Revelation 3:2)

Philadelphia
“Behold, I come quickly: hold that fast which thou hast, that no man take thy crown.” (Revelation 3:11)

Laodicea
“As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent.” (Revelation 3:19).

Here we see Jesus instructing the seven churches on the prerequisites to be an overcomer. I pray that the Lord quicken his word in our hearts. AMEN.

"Let him that has ears, hear what the Spirit says to the Church"

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What's his measurements?

A man's no bigger than the way

He treats his fellow man!

This standard has his measure been

Since time itself began!‎

He's measured not by tithes or creed

High sounding though they be;

Nor by the gold that's put aside;

Nor by his sanctity!

He's measured not by social rank,

When character's the test;

Nor by his earthly pomp or show,

Displaying wealth possessed!

He's measured by his justice right,

His squareness in all dealings made,

His honest, upright way.

These are his measure, ever near

To serve him when the can;

For man's no bigger than the way

He treats his fellow man‎

Lagbaja's Tale

Lagbaja hadn't time to pen a note,
Lagbaja hadn't time to cast a vote,
Lagbaja hadn't time to sing a song,
Lagbaja hadn't time to right a wrong,
Lagbaja hadn't time to love or give,
Lagbaja hadn't time to really live.
Yesterday, he decided he'll have time on end,
He died today, my 'busy' friend.

4 Nigerian Songs You’ve Been Singing Wrong Your Entire Life

I can’t wait to ruin your childhood memories!!

Everyone waxes nostalgic when they remember their childhoods. If you had a bad childhood, don’t worry I’m about to ruin the ones of those that had good ones.

Growing up in Naija, we had some songs we’ve been singing since we were toddlers. We learnt these songs and joined the multitude that has been singing it wrong for ages.

Here are some songs that many Nigerians have been singing wrong since they were kids:

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1.  Sandalili Sandalili

Every primary school child from the 90’s knows this song. We sang it and we were proud. But did you know we’ve been singing it all wrong since time immemorial?

The correct thing is Standard living, standard living.

I wonder how we made the jump from standard living to sandalili.

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2.  The most excellency is Jesus

This is another song many Christians sing. I bet you will hear this when you go to church on Sunday. The correct wording is:

The most excellent king is Jesus.

Don’t worry, it is okay to cry.

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3.   Jangilova epo motor

This was another favourite of us when it comes to playing games. I wonder where we got Jangilova when it is:

Jingle over like a motor

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4.  Osingo Osingo, Praise the Lord

This song is actually “O sing my soul, praise the Lord”. But as Nigerians, we have invented our own version lol.

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Hope I didn’t ruin so much of what you know?