There was a man who inherited a parcel of land, but to him that land is not fertile knowing fully well dat he has been warned never to sell the land, but because he couldn't think out of the box, somebody came to him to buy the land and he sold it, years afta, that parcel of land he sold was a gold mine, and he had to apply their as a casual worker so that he can feed his family.....may we not sell our inheritance for present needs IJN, and may our eyes be opened to make us know that we can always eat d best of wherever we find ourselves IJN, amen. Maranatha....He cometh soon.