The Power Of ‘Keys’

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The Power Of ‘Keys’

Finally,I made it from the capital city through other district capitals.I hate to remember how the seemly good looking public transport on which I was almost somersaulted but for the Grace of God,it sudden halted.The ball bearings were totally ‘eaten away’.It was a Sunday and I needed to be at my project location to see the commencement of a planned activity.That’s the challenge with development work: Deadlines!

Seven hours after that uncomfortable journey,I arrived at my door.” Oh Thank you LORD”,that has always been my practice and is almost my arrival mantra,especially from such tiring and very frustrating journeys.Perhaps,I specialize in such because majority of my work involves ” Wilson,you are needed at so-and- so to ensure that this program is carried out according to schedule.”.That’s been it for me.Drifting.Shifting.Moving.

So I stood in front of the ‘trap door’,moved my hand through that part of the bag where I normally keep my bunch of keys. Something is not normal today.I left the keys on my bed,seven hours away from where I’m standing !.And do you know what time it is ? 11:45pm.I don’t want to call anybody too.It’s harmattan,very chilly.That will be inconveniencing to Tony,my recently married friend.

For almost seventy minutes,I spent time gently ‘destroying’ the lock to my ‘trap door’. I’m destroying my own door to enter my own room.That’s counterproductive and inefficient.

You see.

Whenever you don’t have the keys to a thing,you struggle.even if that thing belongs to you legitimately.

You could journey several miles in education to that door of opportunity,yet you need the key to enter that door.Opportunities could be starring you in theface,yet if you lack the key requirement you will be overlooked.In destroying my door,I hurt my fingers,bleed mildly and wearied myself in the cold.why? I was using crude tools to force my way into a room that is legally mine.Yes,legally mine but I dont have the key at hand.

” And I will give you the keys of the kingdom of Heaven.Whatever you lock on earth will be locked in heaven,and whatever you open on earth will be opened in heaven(Matthew 16:19 New Living Translation)”

That’s the word of Life.

It’s not a religious promise,but a Life principle.It isn’t only for Christians just like how the Bible is not a ‘book for Christians’,but rather your Manual for Life. Well,our secular education mis-educated us with religion.  But you must reorient your mind to choose the path of Life.Not because you were socialized as such but because you seek life in all its fulness. You need that key to unlock life’s iron doors.

The key to my door is a very tiny metallic piece but is able to swing open that huge wooden door that secures me from externalities.Its able to tun the hinge freely,just that tiny metallic piece: Key.

The key to your life is also about making simple but phenomenally transforming decisions.Little Personal decisions. Getting the foundations right.

My key to Life’s doors is J-E-S-U-S.

A very simple KEY. Do you have that key?

Stop struggling to enter your ‘own room’.Just get the KEY. Continue reading The Power Of ‘Keys’

Love Isnt Always Convenient

Lets set the limits.

It’s not always the romantic,emotion-filled,”you mean the whole world to me” kind of feeling.Is it about feeling? Well,for me my feeling comes and goes.They are transient.What I feel in the morning differs from what I feel in the evening.Maybe that sounds quiet idiosyncratic.

But frankly,that’s the foundation of Romantic Love. A little touch.A little cuddle.Rose flowers.Sweet smelling cologne.Hot bath.Just the two of you in the shower with Dave Koz’s Jazz or Luther Van Dross pervading the air with such heart-warming,spin- chilling,erotic music.Yes.Those kinds.You know what I mean.Hahahahaha.

But when a lady commits her life to saving the wild species of bats in the Amazon forest from extinction,it is thought as unreasonable.Protecting butterflies.Advocating for the salvation of sharks and dolphins in the ocean.Maybe,she belongs to such groups as Friend of Amphibians or anything closely related to such.Sometimes,she is just passionately researching about the reproductive system of frogs or crocodiles when in fact she cant explain why her own womb is “dead”.That too is love.Storge,the Greek will call it.

What of a man who works hard,saves his income to support vulnerable orphans whose future is threatened by the ravages of HIV AIDS.?

What of the school child in Korea who will save his “candy money”to support a helpless child in Africa? Agape.

The mention of Love creates an idea of ” out of this world’s experience”,an endless streaming of joy and a seemly perfect life of a Utopian order.Living happily throughout.

Let me show you  another picture.

A picture depicted by a man who  so loved the world that he sends the only son he has into a “country” whose laws demands that until a sacrifice is made,liberty cannot be granted to the “enslaved”.The guiltless,innocent son came into the “country”,grew up like any other baby,went across the streets like any boy does.At 30,he begun a purpose “movement” that will change the course of humanity.In very simplified words,he stated

I am the way,the truth and the life,nobody comes to the father except through me.

That’s all.Those terse yet transformative statement  will place him in the hands of wicked and unreasonable men three  years after.

He was tortured.He was maimed.He was ridiculed.He was brutalized.He was dehumanized.Eventually,he was “killed” like a thief. But His father engineered it all.He knew his only son must be “sacrificed” to save the endless billions of people that will ever come on earth.

Do you know what the father of this 33 years old man said later? Shockingly,He mentioned that the “loss of His Son” is a demonstration of “His Love to the entire world” !

God sent His son Jesus to be “killed”so that a price could be paid for your adoption from the street of death, from the gutters of neglect, abandonment and rejection, from the squalor of poverty.Jesus loves you so much to allow himself to be “killed” for you to “live”.

Greater love has no man than for a man to lay down his life for his brother.

Loving is coterminous to giving.Giving is living.Only living people express love.

The height of your love is proportionate to the magnitude of your giving.

I tell you,that certainly  will not be convenient.

So,what are ready to give for LOVE ?

 

 

 

 

 

…..Shall we Begin ?

I think it’s long overdue.

Perhaps you too didn’t get me uncomfortable enough.You see I am blaming you for no fault of yours.well,its true that each person should assume responsibility for his own action but tell I  you what? When people are succeeding,hardly will you hear them say ” I am successful today because nobody believed in my skills and talent”.Yes ,some do but hardly.Perhaps I should quickly join that small group of people and thank those girls in Amazing Love School, for successfully laughing at me progressively anytime I make those basic and unexpected mistakes in English.Though I wept internally,I was pushed to stretch further.Such is life,you know.

With my infinix Hot note Android 4.4.2 phone,I will remain in bed each morning with my back on the sheets,head on that pillow with my eyes starring and peering into world of imagination.

What was I waiting for? Words of inspiration.

It comes.Yes it does,naturally. These words have blessed many and inspired several others.Somehow,I felt I have been selfish in its communication.

“Why don’t you expand the readership net to  envelop diverse background?”

” …get more interactive.Let others critic your work.People will want to comment on some of the pieces(now posts)” .

Yes, and such similar recommendations was the motivation for this platform.

“What should we expect?” was a question a lady asked me when she got to know I am migrating the pieces into posts.From whatsupp unto wordpress.From Wilson’s Breakfast  Motivational Nuggets  to Inspiration Communications. Isn’t life about change?

Help me answer her, ” Keep reading ,keep commenting”,one day the fire will be kindled alight in you.

 

Be Inspired.Don’t Expire.

Just Re-fire.Not Retired