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Good Morning all. From my short experience, i bring before you, few of the core reason why you just have to stop complaining. 1. It solves no problem. The problem is already there. Whether you complain or not, it makes no difference. 2. It is a time wasting factor. If it's a problem you can solve, then there's no point complaining. If it's the one you can't solve, then it's useless to complain. Just get to work and move on. 3. It may in turn, cause emotional defects. Some people, at the cause of their complain, will be forced to remember series of similar events that happened in the past and by that, the weight of them all will just be at heart during that moment. 4. It may limit your ability. Great victory is as a result of solving great problems. Even if yours is complex, you can still give it a try rather than just complaining. HAVE A NICE DAY. SOURCE > #AuthoritySpeaks. |
Melkos:Thank you for that. |
Kingwizzy16:Bro, the answer tire me too o. |
Albert Einstein, the great GERMAN Physist. His life itself will inspire you. *Anyone who have not made a mistake never tried out something new. *If you can't explain it to a six year old, then you don't know it yourself. *You can't solve a given problem at same level that the problem was created. *The two ways you should live your life are; first, as though everything is a miracle and second, as though nothing is a miracle. *Wisdom isn't a product of schooling; but as a result of a life long desire to acquire it. *Logic will take you from A to Z, but imagination will take you everywhere. *Imagination is the highest form of research. *We wouldn't have called it 'research' if we already knew it all. *Give me an hour to solve a problem and i will spend 55mins thinking about the given problem. *If 'A' is success, then A is x+y+z; where 'x' is work, 'y' is play and 'z' is the ability to keep mouth shut. *Life is like a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving. SOURCE: http://www.Goodreads.com
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Phaneroo:Everything he spent to do his research and produce this drug was $200.. Let's say he is selling it for $2000 cause he is the only one that has it. So? |
Ray happens to be a scientist. At the cause of his study, he discovered a certain drug which he spent a total of $200 to fully develop it and at the end, he placed the cost at $2000. The wife of James was diagonised with a strange illness of which she is expected to live for the next few days unless she takes the 'Ray discovered drug'. As a man who don't have the full amount to buy this drug, James went to appeal to Ray with the little he had but Ray insisted on full payment. Through appeal to people around, James was able to raise a total of $1000. With this money, he went back to Ray to plead again. This time, he even pledged to pay back the balance with interest but all thesame, Ray won't give in. Out of frustration, James broke into Ray's home and stole this drug. QUESTION. (Based on your own understanding and definition of what moral is) >Do you think Ray was wicked? >Should James have broken into Ray's home? >Who are you in support of and why? You can challenge other answers with your view. |
Let's assume a group of 20 men between the age of 25-30 being kept in a room alongside a Lion. This lion is a grown one that is all fit and these 20 persons don't have anything like a weapon except their bare hands. Who will make it out alive? Do you think the men or the lion will win? What's the reason for your answer? lalasticlala |
We should stop working for the devil , ignorantly ,by posting things that brings down the churches of God gradually like that of Turkey.[/quote]No.. You re getting it all wrong. When I said 1%, it was just a way to tell you that the true christians by heart are very few. Secondly, I am not ignorantly working for the devil. A godly pastor won't permit some of the things we see in churches today; which is to say that some of the pastors are actually devil's instrument. Thirdly, I never made mention that it's wrong to respect a man of God. Just take a look at that picture in my post to understand what am trying to speak against. Lastly, you say salvation is a personal thing and we should mind our cross. But I tell you that, if you feel a wrong and refuse to speak it out, simply because you are minding your business, the guilt of that wrong will remain with and on you. People like that will still speak against Catholic Church. I only aired my observation. Take it or leave it. Thanks for contributing. |
mighty2:I am totally wrong? Are you trying to say that my claims are not real? That it's every christian that respects God more than his pastor? That there are no eye service christians? That most church members don't build theories to defend the wrong moves of their pastors? Look, out of a thousand christian, those who worship God re less than 1%. |
I have encountered series of religious news in relation to christianity. In my life as a christian, I discovered that men respect their clergy men more than God. A man will feel somehow to kneel when praying in the church but will quickly kneel before the pastor for his prayer. They will always try as much as possible to build up enough theory which will defend the pastor's decisions; not minding what's written in the Bible.. Make themselves to please the pastors but still remain unclean to God. And so on... Is it not wrong for my pastor to gain his own respect and even the one meant for God? Why are those so called 'men of God' not not admitting they are just servants in the house of God? *Just My View Sha* Lalasticlala.
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awomike4u:When it comes to your area, you will definitly hear about it. |
PotatoSalad:Lolz... You wan spoil show for the guy. |
LifeIsGuhd:
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Sturmbannfuhrer:Lwkmd. Heavenly Race my brother. |
Mine was when I finally decided to get a voters card sometime in September, this year. After finger printing, it matched with that of someone else who already did his. On another attempt, it matched with that of someone else, different from the first person. It made me remain in that place until every other person was settled before I was called upon for another attempt. This time, it worked on first attempt! I won't forgive that crazy computer for wasting my time that day.. Lets hear yours. |
bedspread:May the earth reject the corpses of all these political sadists! |
Just this evening, i came across this caption below. Although it angered me alot but i decided to bring it up here to see what you think.. APC is a failed political party!
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lolz... Religion of today is just so funny. If all these things you stated and other factors that every church keep bringing up, confusing the said christians are the true defination of righteousness and the will of God,, then even you the 'op' isn't sure of your heaven. By the way, which one we go follow now because those that celebrate it will even come up with better points than yours. Abeg leave all those story jor. |
**Continuation** On reaching Ibagwa Aka, my dad rented a shop and house. In the shop, another new business of provision sales was started. Due to the fact that my father do travel often, in search for better opportunities, my mother became the instant sole manager of the business; not neglecting her initial frying business. From the two businesses, the major family demands were soughted out. From there, i made many friends from the neighbourhood which have a notable number of children. I can still few of their names like Chinedu Eze, Uchenna Eze, Odinaka, Onyinye, Afam, uncle Chiji and also late Aunt Uka. MAY HER SOUL REST IN PEACE. Due to that religious background, I instantly became a member of the Block Rosary in my area. Our center is called "The Mother Of Our Creator" Center which is along the Achum Street in Ibagwa Aka. The name of cordinator then (i don't know if he's still the cordinator) was Bro Sunday Mamah. A tailor by profession till this day. As a Rosarian, what was life like? TBC...... |
**Continuation** CHAPTER TWO: Life After Taraba State. A certain sharia riot triggered our return from Taraba state. What caused this riot is what i can't tell till this day but the most said rumor of then placed it as a riot between the muslims and their christian counterparts. Leaving Taraba by late 2000's, we headed to my maternal home in the Igbo Eze South L.G.A. of Enugu State. Initially, it was a complete turn over of life as we didn't return with any property. Thanks to the house which my father already built then. A four bedroom bungalow. After our return, my father kept travelling to Taraba alone and returning from time to time until it became obvious that his location of business have to be changed since the state isn't that safe again. Upon returning to make up for a better place, my dad took we all to a certain Community called Ibagwa Aka in same local government as mine. The current transportation cost from there to my maternity home is #50. Guess what happened when he took us there! TBC |
**CONTINUATION** As a growing up kid in Taraba State, the best of my days there were recorded from my time of friendship with Rev. fr. Bature. Although he is a friend to children but to me, it seem like i was the only legal friend. He gave me all the freedom that i would ever gave asked for. I could remember on the occassions of christmas, after going there with my brothers to be entertained. After that, he will strictly tell us to tell every other child that comes to his house that he's not around.. lolz... As a grown up, i just wonder why he kept using us to lie then.. It's always fun to be a child. After then, what next? TBC...... |
**Continuation** Born into a root-faithed Catholic Family, life was all i could have ever wished for from the initial stage. My parents, a member of both the church chior and Catholic Charismatic Renawal, were among the best classified figures in the church. By that, there's this kind of deep relationship between the priests in our parish and my family. My dad wasn't rich but he was not poor either. Then, in the setting of Mutum Biu, my dad traded provision and also worked as a Volcanizer. On the other hand, mum tries to also contribute to the family affairs through the sale of fried yam, bean cake (akara) and other related things. As the only son of the family, whose father died earlier than expected, my dad at an early age, was faced with the responsibility of taking care of his three sisters. This and other factors, were what pushed my father out to search for green pastures just after his SSCE. The wish of my parents were actually to raise a happy home. Did this wish of theirs turn to reality? |
Divepen1:Thanks bro.. I just changed some things. Hope it is better now. I don't have any experience in writing but willing to develop with every opportunity |
****Continued**** As a bait to draw sympathy, many people are found of always telling their sickness story when still a baby but, in mine, I hav/had no story to tell. Infact, my mother is still unable to recall any memorable event of me falling sick as a child unlike some of my siblings. The only memorable event, which i can relate to with my childhood (as a baby) can only be linked to the occured changes. Looking at my then picture, my head was running short of hairs unlike the 'me' of today and I came with a very fair skin.. Probably that had to change because of the northern harsh weather conditions. Although I can't get a more detailed and advanced information about my stay over their, maybe due to a short stay, but I will tell you that my stay over there had many things to do even far later in my life and it was fun. I can still remember, without being told, my Catholic Reverend Father Friend, whom i looked forward to just be like when I grow up. He was more than a friend to me then. #StayTuned. |
EPISODE ONE. CHAPTER ONE: The Life Begins. It was a joyous moment as the cry of a new born is heard in the family of the Mamahs' on the 2nd of May, in the late 90's. The fourth child, & their third son is born! Many heard of this; which as a result, numerous number of legs trooped in to confirm as well as to celebrate the goodnews. The neighbourhood is lively once more! It all started in the then little community of "mutum biu (hausa)" in the Gassol L.G.A. of Taraba State. "Although we humans may put up some principles or logics but at the end, God has the final say". My parents hoped to have me as a girl child (preferably) probably to balance the already available one girl child & 2 boys. A boy is the first child, a female(and my only sister) as second, while my immediate senior is a boy. Maybe they wanted the circle to move in that form but as nature will have it, it was not as wished. That was how I became an official member of the family. TBC....... |
In the life of every man, there is always this secret that will always remain with you. There is always be this experience which you will ever live to remember. There are also others that we will ever live to regret. There are some you will always want people to hear of. There will be some experiences that other ears except that of a trusted friend will never be priviledged to hear of. Life is always on a both side. You sad today, tomorrow, you are happy. You are poor today, tomorrow, you are rich. You fail today, tomorrow, you succeed. And more disheartening, we live today but tomorrow, we are gone. And it becomes a history of our existence. If the events of life smile at you today, do same in return because you may not be opportuned to do that by tomorrow. #StayTuned. Updates will always come whenever there's time for me but there must always be something in every week. For contacts: onyedikamamah@yahoo.com FaceBook: Mamah A. O. Thaddeus. |
PREFACE....... As a result of willing to share my life story, I have decided to come up with this little (imperfect) work. This is my first story on nairaland and it's no fiction! The story may not meet your standard because there are better ones here but nevertheless, after reading this, you will be glad you did. Every comments are welcomed (encouragements and criticisms alike). Copyright: Every thing that is contained in this work is a property of Mamah Thaddeus Onyedikachi, a current student of University of Nigeria, Nsukka. No part of this work is permitted to be published in any form and by anyone expect on legal terms with the Author. N.B.: The phone I use now is a button phone with typing capacity of '1021' letters. As a result, the updates will be short but will always come in more than an update at a time. Stay Tuned. |
BiggyB242:SMH |
BiggyB242:Pls are you a graduate of that school? |
Tell us something new pls. |
