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Many had hoped for a better tomorrow. Alas! they never saw the tomorrow they hoped for. Though still living but dead. They had become insignificant even in their own world. What a tragedy! What would you be saying, when the tomorrow you hoped for becomes an history, Or When there are no more goals to purse, owing to the fact that you are already stricken in age.Will you be languishing in regret with words like; "I wish I had done this or that..." or will you be saying; "Thank God I did what I ought to do each day of my life ".

I could recall a blockbuster movie by the then James Bond, titled; TOMORROW NEVER DIES". Yes! their will always be a tomorrow. However, every tomorrow will just be like any other day of fultility, Unless you choose to have the better tomorrow you want for yourself, and that can only be gotten by the preparation you made today.

Then the Lord answered me and said:
“Write the vision And make it plain on tablets, That he may run who reads it." (Habbakuk 2:2 NKJV)

Today is the tomorrow of your yesterday. Yesterday is gone and beyond your reach. Today is in your hands to control. But tomorrow, you never know. Therefore, use today which is in your control to produce the tomorrow you will see and be happy about.

Good planning is good when you do it today; "write the vision..." when? Today. Moreso, taking bold steps on plans made today is good for tomorrow; "that he may run that readeth it".
Do not only make plans for tomorrow, today. Also, do yourself good by taking actions on your plans for the tomorrow you hoped for.
Why wait and waste, do something. Waiting can be so disastrous as even time itself waits for no man. In decision making, the best decisions you can ever make are the right ones. The second best decisions are the wrong ones. The least of all and the most dangerous is not making decisions at all, just sitting, waiting and wasting.
Do not be afraid to take bold steps as regards issues that concern your life and destiny. Mere sitting and waiting will not bring that tomorrow you hoped for closer to you. The best waiting can do for you is to make you day-dream and give you false hope of an unrealistic tomorrow.

Friends, its high time we break ourselves loose from the laxity and procrastination that is creeping into our life in the name of "God's time is the best, let's wait". Every day and every time is God's, but the day you take a step for a change is your own day and that day, your change has just began. It takes faith to step out.
You have waited too long, now is the time to make the change for a better tomorrow. Go for that professional course. Be certified in that field you choose. That heaven on earth home can actually be yours only if you decides not to wait and waste but rather take a step of faith. Desperate people do desperate things. They are stubborn with there vision. They have a vivid picture of a better tomorrow and they settle not less of the picture they saw. The tomorrow you want for yourself will not come to you Unless you get up and walk into it yourself.
2015 © ABAIRE OLAWALE

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RELATIONSHIP PALAVA

I decide within myself to start following Sola and Deborah to church often, not because I am an ‘SU’ or I want to be a spiritual sister, but because I have a crunch on Mr. Daniel.
Mr. Daniel, popularly called Pastor Dan by the church members, is the assistant pastor to the residential pastor of our church. Mr. Daniel is also the branch manager of one of the leading commercial banks in my area. He is a tall, dark and handsome looking young. Pastor Dan has always been the answer to my prayer on the type of man I desire for a husband. He speaks so calmly, ever smiling and always welcoming. I won’t deceive you, Mr. Daniel is also ‘nairaloaded’.
To cut the long story short, I had always desire to get along Pastor Dan’s path in the past so that he could at least notice me. Alas! Our spiritual brother never took note of me o. I knew it was because of my flamboyant make-ups and my hot peplum gown that makes him ignore me. If you want to catch a monkey, you act like one. I joined the league of the ‘bless you brother’, though I knew I had a goal and that I was just pretending anyway.
It was after the service on Sunday, everyone were exchanging pleasantries as usual, so I decided to locate Pastor Dan before he enters the Ministers’ office. Fortunately for me, he was the one who preached that Sunday morning, so I hijacked the opportunity. “Morning sir, today’s message was so wonderful,” I said. You can’t imagine what happened afterward, I was surprise by his gesture, but at the same time was not too surprise.
I was surprise because Pastor Dan welcomed my greeting with a warmth smile and a side hug. That was unusual of him, maybe my feigning attitude had deceived him. At the same time, I was not too surprise because Pastor Dan’s spirituality was revealed in his manner of conversation.
“Would you like to see me in the Ministers’ conference room”, he said to me. I agreed immediately even before he concluded his statement. However, I was concerned about the reason why he wants to see me in the Ministers’ conference room. Could it be that he has fallen for me? Has he been eyeing me before now? Did he want to propose relationship? These and many more questions where running through my mind.
I summoned the courage and went with him to the conference room. As we sat down facing each other, I began so anxious to hear what he had to say. It wasn’t up to 10 minutes that we started the conversation before I started weeping. Those words from his mouth caught me to the heart. It was as if Pastor Dan knew all that had been the burden of my heart. He said many things about me, just like a prophet. About my life, about my future and what could be of me in the future.
As tears were rolling down my cheek, he asked,’ have you given your life to Christ?’, with sobbing, I responded ‘No’. He then prayed with me and told me what I ought to do. He also prayed for me to receive the Holy Ghost and I received it instantly. I started growing in the Lord. Sola and Deborah knew that I had change. They were so happy for me because my growth has been rapid.
I was already in my finals at the school of Nursing when the Holy Ghost spoke to me oneday. It was a trance, very brief. I saw a full name in bold prints, a name I heard not seen or heard of before, immediately I heard a voice in my spirit "that is your husband". I was not too surprise because Sola and Deborah had told me similar thing, which I never gave regards to out of ignorance.
I told Sola and Deborah to join me in prayers. As God would have his way, that same week, I came across a young man whom we meet in church after the Sunday service. Somehow, God brought us together and we exchanged pleasantaries. To my utmost surprise, his full name was exactly the same name I saw in that vision. We became friends and exchanged contact. I told Sola and Deborah about him and they both smiled at me. Mr. Paul Scott is a cousin to Pastor Dan who came visiting that same week. I kept my vision from him and Pastor Dan too. He calls often to check on me, send text messages, we became "close friends". This was how the whole thing started o. He told Pastor Dan about his interest for me. Pastor Dan called me to tell me about it, it was then I narrated the vision I once had to Pastor Dan.
It was a new beginning for me. I realize God does things for a purpose. My delay was God at work. Mr. Scott is indeed God's choice for me. I love him so much. He cares for me too. Our courtship has been so wonderful, We pray together and God has been revealing things about our marriage to us.
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THE END
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THIS RELATIONSHIP "PALAVA"
I am so fortunate, maybe favoured of God, to have such God fearing ladies as friends, even though I don't deserve them. To be honest with you, these ones indeed fear God truly, everybody knows it, even the devil knows it himself . Sola and Deborah never miss their morning devotion, not for a day, since the past two and a half years we've being together as nursing students. As for me, I am not use to those early morning, long duration prayers. Don't misquote me o, not that I don't pray, I do recite the Lord's prayer at least, especially whenever am in the bathroom preparing for the day's work. I must let you know, I don't joke with my sleep.
Sola could wake up in the middle of the night to study both her text books and the Bible too. Deborah's own is worst, did I just said worst, I mean too "spirikoko", She could pray for hours on her knees, praying in tongues. Little wonder our neighbours call them "SU" while me 'swaggalicious' sister.

Wait o! Could all these be the reason while they have such wonderful finance?
I think I know what to do, I said to myself.

I decide within myself to start following Sola and Deborah to church often, not because I am an ‘SU’ or I want to be a spiritual sister, but because I have a crunch on Mr. Daniel.
Mr. Daniel, popularly called Pastor Dan by the church members, is the assistant pastor to the residential pastor of our church. Mr. Daniel is also the branch manager of one of the leading commercial banks in my area. He is a tall, dark and handsome looking young. Pastor Dan has always been the answer to my prayer on the type of man I desire for a husband. He speaks so calmly, ever smiling and always welcoming. I won’t deceive you, Mr. Daniel is also ‘nairaloaded’.
To cut the long story short, I had always desire to get along Pastor Dan’s path in the past so that he could at least notice me. Alas! Our spiritual brother never took note of me o. I knew it was because of my flamboyant make-ups and my hot peplum gown that makes him ignore me. If you want to catch a monkey, you act like one. I joined the league of the ‘bless you brother’, though I knew I had a goal and that I was just pretending anyway.
It was after the service on Sunday, everyone were exchanging pleasantries as usual, so I decided to locate Pastor Dan before he enters the Ministers’ office. Fortunately for me, he was the one who preached that Sunday morning, so I hijacked the opportunity. “Morning sir, today’s message was so wonderful,” I said. You can’t imagine what happened afterward, I was surprise by his gesture, but at the same time was not too surprise.

To be Continued...
(#BEINSPIRED)
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THIS RELATIONSHIP 'PALAVA'. part 1


It wasn't my fault o. You wouldn't have blamed me either, would you? Come to think of it, my friends are already hooked up to theirs. They speaks so highly of them, even in their absence, especially Sola. Though Deborah talks of her own too, but not like the way Sola does hers. Am not jealous of them o, don't crucify me yet. They are my very good friends anyway. Hmmm! I am older than the both of them, despite the fact, I had not gotten a suitor.

Sola's fiance, a tall and handsome looking young man. His handsomeness is revealed by the charming look of his slightly bulged eyeballs. What about Deborah's fiance, Whao! he is a man every lady prays to have as an husband. The love and cares he showered on her made me conclude that indeed good men are like the back of a fresh orange fruit while we the "beautiful" ladies are the sweet juice in it.
If I had not known much about who a virtuous woman is, according to our pastor's wife everyday sermon, Sola and Deborah are living evidence of what my pastor's wife says about a virtuous woman.
To be Continued..
#BEINSPIRED
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[center][/center]Like all others, I joined in the race
Initially, I started out with a leisurely pace
Going at a much soothing pace
Until the tide changed before my face

Indeed, it has been a rat race
The case of a non- progressive
race
Running from place to place
With the hope of finding a resting place

Life tempest never cease to raise its eye brow at my face
Despite my struggle to get out of this maze
The hurdles of life seems to slow down my pace

My God! Where is your face?
As I look up in search of His face
There I saw a comforting gaze
With much pleasant smile on His face

He gave my grace
Which changed the course of my race
Oh! I never deserve His grace

If not for His grace
Despair would have spat on my face
His grace found me in that place
A place where all hope is raze
And the ashes of hope set ablaze

He lace my race with His grace
Now am not running as uncertainty in the race
Even after I had ran a purposeful race
I have the hope of a resting place

#Beinspired
A Nightingale Song of Grace
Composed By: ABAIRE

Many "Christians" doubt the authencity of the Holy Spirit. However, some christian doctrines doesn't even believe in Him, some even say He is not a personality.
By the help of nairalander filled with the Holy Ghost and power, we implore u to please make it know to as many Christians who has no tapped into the power of the Holy Ghost