Plenty shades of grey

In a world of chaos I like a bit of order and good grammar. I spell out my text messages correctly. I punctuate my Tweets. It’s a way of wrangling some verbal control over the world.
Imagine two self-help pieces: “How to help someone having a seizure”, and “How to help someone have a seizure”.
Same subject, different meaning. One helpful, one illegal.
It’s all about precision, and clarity. Where would we be without it?
Having said this, the world is full of nuance. Some people can’t cope with this. “I don’t do grey areas,” they say, proudly, “you know where you are with black and white.”
Which is true. You do.
But it’s just another way of saying “having no definite opinion on these hugely complicated things scares me,” or “makes me feel inadequate,” or, “makes me anxious,” or “harms my status as a person who has opinions on stuff.”
These people, in my experience, are often not fans of pro-cycling. Or if they are, they’re doing it wrong.
Because pro cycling is a sport with both rules, and etiquette. Two separate things. Both fluid.
Some rules must be strictly adhered to (no engines in bikes, for example), while others are more flexible; you can get a tow from your team car for a bit, if you’ve had a crash, or been unlucky in some other way, or are racing in your home country, unless public opinion creates a backlash, in which case you’ll be dressed down and chucked off the race.
Etiquette is equally slippery.
For example, if the wearer of the leader’s jersey crashes, the rest of the peloton wait for him, because to take advantage of a moment of bad luck isn’t the done thing. But if the leader leaps in to a field to publicly deal with a bowel movement (Tom Dumoulin in the recent Giro d’Italia), then you apparently carry on racing.
But then in the post-race interviews you deny you were racing, obviously.
Just to cover yourself in case the bowel-movement-in-a-field etiquette has changed and you didn’t get the memo.
The list of grey areas goes on. And all this stuff also goes through the filter of how popular you are as a rider, and how many favours other riders and team bosses may or may not owe you.
And then, of course, there’s doping.
I don’t want to go too deeply down that particular rabbit hole largely because I have a job to hold down and a family who I like spending time with. But you can’t ignore the fact that performance enhancement creates the biggest grey area of them all.
If you need black and white, you’re basically stuffed.
If you see an exceptional performance and instantly deride it as implausible, impossible, and performance enhanced, then you’ve just wasted five hours of your life glued to a bike race that you conclude is meaningless.
If you watch an exceptional performance and instantly proclaim it clean, beyond dispute, then if that rider turns out be a doper at some later date you’re a fool.
So the solution is to exist in the grey areas.
To watch cycling in a permanent state of uncertainty. Willing to believe what your eyes see, and equally ready to face the prospect of a subsequent positive drugs test.
Which may seem fundamentally unsatisfying, but is preferable to the spectacle of many other sports (tip: probably more so the ones where people are very well paid), where there are no drugs in the sport.
Until someone test positive, in which case they are a bad person and are punished. The rest of the competitors can then get on with competing in a sport where there are no drugs.
Until the next person tests positive.
Isn’t it better to learn to live with good, honest grey areas?
That’s how the rest of the world works.
Faithful C.C👥

Dare to dream. 

So today I woke up to a video on Stephen Curry, by the way the Golden state Warriors beat the Cleveland Cavaliers 4-0 in the series to win the NBA finals, this was after last year’s defeat and incredible comeback by the Lebron James led Cavaliers. This year was the year of the Warriors and they did not disappoint going unbeaten while at it. But that is not my point of discussion today As I heard the speech and how he was always the little guy but did not allow his size get to him and how he had to go through three months of reconstructive training to get to where he is now, that to me was passion and persistence and determination, and he said something in his closing speech that inspired this writeup, always try to be the best version of you, stay humble.

These ladies and gentlemen is my charge for today, in this time and age of uncertainty, of chaos, of recession and all, it is really hard pursuing your dream and utilizing your talent, when all you want to do is find your next meal, but people it is time to dare to dream, it is time you pursue that dream and act on it, would it be hard? I am not here to sweet coat it YES!!! Would there be times you would feel like giving up? YES!!! Would there be times when it seems the world would be against you and obstacles would emerge? YES!!! But would it be all worth it? YES!!! You heard me right your gift and goals if you are truly passionate about it would let you sit before kings and not ordinary men. People it is time to dust those boots, those pens, those drawing pads and start all over, it is time you invest in your dreams, take that course, go for that training and achieve greatness. We are all born with greatness in the inside of us, but very few tap into it. I would mention notable names to drive home my point.
Anthony Joshua the World Heavyweight Champion in Boxing, few years was caught doing something illegal and when he eventually did try to follow his dream, his own country rejected him that he was not good enough, but that did not make him relent and now he is recognised by the world because he never stopped believing, fighting and daring.

The news of Kechi Okwuchi’s singing prowess in America’s got Talent; one of two Sosoliso airplane crash suvivors in Nigeria recently went viral. To be honest the ill-fated accident was one many wanted to forget in Nigeria and we had heard little or nothing about the survivor until then, at least for most of us, she said Music (Her gift) was the only thing that kept her going, through all the surgeries and pain, she kept on singing, kept on utilising her gift, she didn’t allow the obstacles, the pain and life’s somewhat disadvantage get to her and now she is celebrated all around because she dared to dream when she could have sought pity. What is your excuse people?

 

The Social Prefect Tour is another young lady doing amazing things in the Tourism industry, I am proud to say I worked with her briefly, she did not allow the 9-5 Job stop her from pursuing her dreams and even when obstacles and storms raged she kept doing what she believed in, and now she is beginning to get the recognition she truly deserved. She had the dream and passion, dared to dream, went for it and now she is being celebrated.

And finally every Nigerian at this point knows about the #HalleluyahChallenge by Nathaniel Bassey, yes it was inspired by God, but I wondered if he felt it was going to catch this much fire in the hearts of many, maybe he did as a man of God but he dared to follow through and now it is changing lives because he didn’t keep it to himself but harnessed his God-given gift and we all are better for it.
I have taken up writing and my blog seriously this year, even though it has been tough, sometimes I feel like it is not worth it, but the lives of this people are inspirations to me and I would always look back on this post whenever I feel that desire to quit, because if this people had quit when the going was tough we wouldn’t be celebrating them now.
I am as encouraged as any of you today and I would not quit even if it is because of one person, I would not and you shouldn’t because trust me, whether you see it or not someones life is being affected by you and you can decide if it would be a positive one or a negative one…. Stay Winning and reach your apex
Faithful C. C👥

There is a tomorrow.

We are each of us tested from one day to the next. Sometimes small battles, sometimes larger wars, but our hearts, bodies and minds are capable of withstanding the barrage of life’s many sorrows.

If you falter one day, there is a tomorrow. If you are wronged in some way, there is a tomorrow. If you cannot stand the thoughts raging in the maelstrom of your ruminations, if the demons taunting you with bitter words refuse to relent this day then close your eyes and go to sleep. You can start again tomorrow.

Don’t be ruled by the shadows in your mind. Cast aside the ghosts of resentment, of self doubt and of self loathing. Don’t let your yesterday determine your tomorrow. Give yourself the time and the opportunity to begin again.

Withstand the storm, stay strong and use that dark day to make yourself someone more experienced, someone more capable, a person of great worth, potential, determination and strength.

Be stronger than the person you were the day before. Be greater than the person you were the day before. Allow yourself to become a better you.

All that stands in the way of becoming this person, is you.

FaithfulC.C👥

​Having problems is not a problem

Venomous snakes were being

ferried from Africa to Europe in a

plane. Unfortunately, the person

who packed the snakes forgot to

lock the box in which the snakes

were put. Once the plane had taken

off and responding to the

movement of the plane, the snakes

found their way out of the box.

Passengers in the plane could see

various snakes on the isle. They

screamed, some fainted and the

brave ones sought refuge wherever

they could within the plane.

The airhostess ran to the pilot to

inform him of this scary incident.

The pilot quickly informed the air

controllers on the ground.

“We are very sorry”, says his boss.

“We forgot to lock the box where we

put the snakes. They are indeed

some of the most poisonous snakes

in the world. So where can I land?

Please advise me before passengers

are bitten”, asks the shaky pilot.

“No do not land, stay there for a

minute, let me think”, advises the

boss. Surely, this sounds like stupid

advice to the impatient pilot. But he

has to follow the orders. A minute

is too long for someone faced with

such trouble he thinks. But he has

to follow orders.

After a minute, the boss contacts

him. “At what altitude are you

flying? He asks.

“300”, says the pilot. “Go higher”,

advises the boss. “But the snakes

will….” Before he finishes his

sentence the boss bellows “I said go

higher!”.

He complies.

“Now what’s your altitude?” Asks

the boss. “500.66”, answers the

shaken pilot

“Go higher”

“But sir…”

“I said go higher captain.” He

complies.

By now the snakes are all over the

plane, even one male member of

the cabin crew collapses. It is

unbearable. A few have been bitten

and have instantly died. But still,

the majority keeps on seeking

refugee.

“Now captain, keep on going

higher”, says the boss. The pilot

complies and keeps on going higher

and higher. “Now what’s your

altitude?” asks the pilot. “I am

reaching 1200”, replies the pilot.

“Now I am on 1200”, he says

quickly.

“Now stay there. Tell the cabin crew

that at this altitude the snakes are

now harmless. They can just pick

them up with their hands and

return them to the box and this

time they should not forget to lock.”

advises the boss.

This is true. One cabin crew

member tries holding one snake. It

is numb and harmless. Soon it is a

game within the plane with

passengers, some for the first time

holding snakes in their hands and

returning them to the box. “Look at

this black mamba, it was really after

me. Now I can even throw it and

catch it like a ball”, says one

passenger.

This was the end of the seemingly

dangerous ordeal in the plane. Even

those who had fainted were

resuscitated.

Now what is the lesson of the story?

In this life, the snakes or problems

will follow you. However, there is

need for you to increase your

altitude in prayer. And surely, there

is a certain point in praying that

you reach and this is the point

when even the most seemingly

unconquerable problems are

defeated; they lose power. In the

Name of GOD.

“From the end of the earth I will cry

to You, When my heart is

overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock

that is higher than I. – Psalm 61:2
Faithful C. C👥

Double Standards


Did your parents agree to our wedding?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“They were skeptical about the morals of a girl who was living in.”
“Didn’t you tell them you insisted?”
“Even if I did, it wouldn’t make any difference.”
“Why not?”
“How could you give in to my demands?”
“I love you. I cannot refuse you anything.”
“If you can’t stand up to me, how will you stand up to the world?”
“Don’t you love me?”
“I do.”
“Then?”
“I cannot go against my parents’ wishes.”
“If you cannot stand up to them, you don’t deserve to stand by my side.”
Charity begins at home, be loyal to your folks before pledging allegiance to the world.👌
Faithful C. C

Sex (The joy, peril and bluntness) 

THE SEX I WILL NEVER FORGET!: I can say that was the best sex I have ever had. We did everything in foreplay and the actual sex was not in this realm. Waves of or-gasm swept over her body and my very self felt highly satisfied. As I stood up from her and was putting on my boxer, something strange happened that has never happened in all my sexual adventure. Right there in the room, like in a trance, I saw an image like my self walked out of my body. I was so scared as the image bowed his head and was walking backward to the door. I screamed, I shouted, I was shivering seriously. My girlfriend stood up and was asking me what is wrong with me..She shouted that I should keep quiet, but, No! I kept shouting as I saw like myself walking away from me. To my surprise, I kept on telling my girl friend to look at this image and she said, she could not see anything. I became terrified. It was like I was in the oven, at the same time, it was as if I was in a cold room. I watched the image walked backward to the door & when it got to the door, it turned to go out of the door, as I watched the back of this image, I saw an inscription written on it ‘ EXCELLENT SPIRIT’. I screamed and shouted because,  though I am not a serious Christian, but I know what it means to have an excellent spirit and to lose it. I have been leading the whole department in my school. Lecturers consult me privately to explain some hard topics. I was a   genius. It is this brilliance and handsomeness that made me the desire  of most ladies on campus. While I was crying and weeping bitterly, my girlfriend bursted into serious laugher. I was asking her why the laughter, and she said, you are Number 5. I will get the remaining 5 to make 10. I asked her to explain what she meant, she just laughed harder. She carried her bag and walked out of my room and said, ‘enjoy your shadow’. Till today, I can’t trace this lady. I have tried looking for her, I can’t find her. Right from that day, I knew I became empty. I have the best result in my department, but no destiny results to show for it sir. I lost something that day, I knew I lost it. I have been praying and asking the Lord for restoration. Atimes, I feel like I am so empty. I wished that sex never happened or never happened between me and that lady.  I lost excellent spirit!  

This was a confession of a guy to me some months ago. He wept bitterly in my office. I could not comfort him. He graduated as the best student in his department but if you see him at that time, you will never believe he went to school. 

Dear precious one, there is something deep about sex! I know some will read this and scorn it. You only know yourself, you don’t know 2 out of 10 about the person you want to have that sex with. Are there no thousands of people who have lost their own ‘ excellent spirit’ too just because of 10 mins sexual pleasure. Flee fornication! Flee adultery!. One round of sex is enough to round off your glorious destiny. Enjoy sex with your spouse only! Singles, wait! You won’t die. Wait. Before you remove your pant for that guy /lady to commit fornication, think! Rule your desire or ruin your destiny. I am warned! You are warned!  
Thanks for reading.

Faithful C. C👥

Fading Universe 

Firstly, I would want to thank you for your audience at every point in time, for your patience in reading my write-ups, for your love in sharing the write-ups and allievating aching hearts. It’s been a long time since I wrote on my blog, not cos my ink was finished, not because I was weary of writing, but because I have always had a busy and hectic day, I tried combining blogging with my business but it always left me worn and torn. Time would come when I would write relentlessly and inspiration for the people would come spontaneously, always believe in yourself, believe God and you shall rise above your expectations. 

A friend of mine sent me this message on whatsapp, she is actually the wife to one of my pastors, a devout woman worthy of emulation, so I decided to share this message to the world, and to whom it may concern, cos definitely this has to do with all human race.I thought of a title to give to this then I wrote; Fading Universe

Please read and reflect on this:

​A preacher was driving home one night with his wife and two daughters in the car. It was raining and dark and because of the intensity of the rain he could hardly see past his headlights. On the way he had to drive over a huge bridge. There were signs posted all along the bridge that said “DO NOT PICK UP HITCH-HIKERS.” There was an institution for the criminally insane near the base of the bridge and sometimes people would escape from it and try to hitch a ride. On this particular night, as he turned his car on to the bridge, he had to drive exceptionally slow because he could hardly see the road. Somewhere near the top of the bridge a man suddenly appeared in the headlights. He was soaked, standing in the middle of the road with his shirt off frantically waving it over his head and screaming.

This preacher’s wife began to say, “Oh please don’t stop, try to drive around him!” But the man was unavoidable and there was nowhere for the car to go to miss him. So he had to stop the car and as soon as he did, the man slapped his hand down on the hood of the car and was screaming at the top of his lungs. The preacher looked over at his wife and said to lock the door after him and not to unlock it until he returned. His family was now crying and pleading with him not to get out of the car. He opened the door and stepped outside…He was immediately soaked from the rain. As he approached the front of the car to grab the man, all of a sudden he could make out what the man was screaming, “THE BRIDGE IS OUT! THE BRIDGE IS OUT! A BUS LOAD OF KIDS JUST WENT OVER!” As these words registered in the pastor’s mind, he looked back in the car at his wife and two daughters. He wrapped his arm around the man and wept in gratitude. The preacher stood there with the man for the next half-hour in the middle of the road, waving his jacket above his head screaming.”THE BRIDGE IS OUT! THE BRIDGE IS OUT!”

For a lost and a dying world, “THE BRIDGE IS OUT!” For a people heading to a Christless Eternity,”THE BRIDGE IS OUT!”

where are the men and the women who will stand in the middle of the road and forbid people to perish ?

HELL HAS OPENED IT’S MOUTH WIDE AND MANY ARE SPEEDING INTO IT. Where are those who will stand in the gap, on the streets, the highways and the byways to forbid multitudes with the Gospel of JESUS CHRIST from going to such a horrible place ?

SPREAD THE GOSPEL

Lovely Thoughts For LovelyPeople Just Like You. Always Remember JESUS Loves You . …..         

Share this message to all your friends, both Saved and unsaved THE BRIDGE IS OUT.!
Faithful C. C👥          Expounded this 📚🔭