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2. “Listen son, I have commissioned you to preach the good news of the father to the heathen and the whole of my creation. Mathew I shall back my ministerial work in your hands with signs and wonders and up to any region of the earth where thou step thy feet, there shall I make my name known and prove to men that the lord of host still does wonders. I will be teach you my word better than any scholar of the word may attempt, but give your understanding to learning for out of it shall thou show thyself approved unto all good works”. Immediately the voice ceases from coming, Mathew fell on his knees and began to worship. His soul was gladdened as he praise, yet crying. Too carried away in the euphoria of the great revelation that was revealed to him, he will never notice anyone knocking at his door. Jane, an African Briton lady who was also a course mate of his banged on the door of his room after she had knocked the third time. “Hey you wunderkind wont you come out now and get ready for our final day at Arizona”. Jane use to be a very close ally to Mathew, being a member of the campus mass choir coupled with the fact that they both took the same courses. Too elated with the voice he had heard Mathew quickly jacked up and flew into his white sneakers. He hugged Jane and they both flew off to the faculty hall from where all other students were waiting. |
Mathew finally built up a place in his heart for the chaplain’s counsel on the reality of his call to ministry. He took it with good faith and ponders all day on his final decision to obey the clarion call to do the lord’s work. The fear of how to go about Christian ministerial works though boiled within the intestine of Mathew, hereby questioning himself on the way forward since he wouldn’t be doing more of businesses again. He read literatures, listened to tapes and volumes of sermons by various preachers. Unlike his former attitude when sermon is preached, he now pays more attention when ever opportunity for sermonizing comes up. His ears hitch much more and in great anticipation he prays that the Sunday morning sermon comes up quickly. With great desire to learn he often asked the chaplain how church programmes were been financed. As the days unfold, as the time kept ticking by the seconds reading, minute following suit and the hours consecutively following its path, Mathew began to gain more understanding about his call to ministry. As some months were left to go for Mathew at Arizona college of science and technology many students anticipated what their final result and remarks would look like. With great expectation many had called their family members from near, far and wide to come and share with them in their drop of happiness. Mathew though got excited about the fact that he will be leaving the college in some few more days, but got excited the more that he will be settling to yield God’s call which he was actually contemplating in the first place. His mind burn with great desire of what the academic calendar at the seminary school was like. He thought of vacations, test and exams and even ponders on the practicality of all he would learn in the seminary some day. Gradually as the final days in college approaches, Mathew began to see things the way he hasn’t seen before in recent time. He was quite bewildered as he started hearing some inner voice and would often turn back, searching all around as if someone stood talking to him from the back. He was often left confound after he turned and found out that no one actually stood at his back. Like the biblical Samuel he often had walked down to the college’s chaplain, narrating what happened to him after which the chaplain tells him to pay more attention to the voice he heard when next he hears such. “That voice you heard must be that of the lord’s I can firmly assure you. It is the presence of the lord, so you just need to be ready to listen to his leading and follow it. Of course I know you can’t afford to contemplate following the lead of Christ, it is His lead that certifies anything you might intend doing in ministry”. Like a young chap who had just been told a secret about life, Mathew got excited again waiting for the next time such voice would speak to him. He waited expectantly like in the order of the upper room preparation for the holy spirit, hereby focusing more on how to remember and retain the instructions told him in the process. His mind became eager to meditate on the bible which has now become his closest companion. More knowledge of the word was revealed to him as the days comes and go. He got hold of inspirations on how to go about his Christian ministerial assignment and one afternoon as he yet read his bible the voice came visiting again. |
Nineteen sixty-five 1. Reverend Mathew Ajayi grew up living most of his years in the United state where he was born and raised. His craving for Theology suddenly sprung up at his early years, precisely when he was Nineteen. Though he still attended the Arizona College of science and technology then but the nudge for the gospel was really hunting him bad. He tried concluding his years in the college successfully even though many offers were brought to him, like scholarship to study pharmacology in one of the top universities he had long to attend. But the burning desire to evangelize God's word just wouldn’t let go. Finally the chaplain of his college came to him and told him about the trance he saw after a Wednesday fellowship held at the college's Chapel. “Hello Mathew. Can you kindly allot to me thirty minute of your time please? “It is no problem chap" he said abbreviating chaplain. Still surprised about what the chaplain was about discussing with him, he thought and pondered on the possible things he might want to talk about. He seriously ruminated over this as if he was trying to cram some arithmetical formula. ‘Or could it be the rehearsal I told the Choristers to let us extend till the following week. Or could it be the fact that I rejected the scholarship offer to study medicine in any top university of my choice? He just couldn’t help but imagine all the possible things the chaplain might want to discuss with him. Coming to his urgent rescue the chaplain said in his usual alto voice. “You need not fret Mathew or ponder on so many possible things I might want to discuss with you. Though I know it might be hard for you to accept this fact but I want you to take it with good fate and see it as God’s calling for your life. I know doing God’s wish for so many young folks and most especially an ambitious one like you might be hard but just please abide to the work of the master caller”. By now Mathew was already at suspense, he now has no clue whatsoever of the actual way the chaplain was heading. His ears popped up and he listened patiently the more like a student listening to lecture. “So tell me chap what actually is it? "Well, let me unveil them all to you as the spirit had revealed them to me. Well firstly I heard you rejected the offer for scholarship in one of the top university in the country. ” Is that true? Looking at his foolish self, Mathew fell down his head in pity and raised it up all over again in response. "Yes I did chap" "And why did you son". The word 'son' was often used by the chaplain to refer to his protégées or sometimes used to address the congregation whenever the chaplain exhorts them. Mathew braced up his voice stood more poised and continued. “For some few months now I have been feeling this sensation in me which is often accompanied with a nudge to go to the seminary. Though I must confess I never find it interesting in the first place because it wasn’t part of my dream neither have I for once consider it as my ambition. But it was just too repetitive as it keeps coming to my mind, and kind of notifying me of something I haven’t obey. It even extend to the extent that I keep seeing a young boy in my dream who often point to a glass made pulpit, saying something like; this is the way I want you to go. Not just once, twice, trice or quadruple times. I see this dream nearly every day now. I will actually love to accept the scholarship offer presented to me by the school authority sire but I think what I have heard and seen in this dream of mine is quite disturbing. As he yet spoke further he broke down into tears and muttered the rest of his words. I just don’t understand why God is treating me this way. I just don’t understand. After so many years of study in school. I just don’t get it”. Moved to sympathize with him, Pastor Edward brought out a white piece of handkerchief to wipe off his tears which was already forcing itself out like a flowing river of water. Within five seconds of moping his face with the neatly wrapped handkerchief, it soon got wet. “You know I once preached it in one of our sermon that God’s ways are not always pleasant in the first place. You just need to obey his leading just as that little angel had showed you in your dream. And coupled with those nudge you felt always, I can tell you this is the holy spirit leading and that brings me closer to the trance I told you I saw. “Please kindly tell it to me sir Mathew said? “You said it and I can assure you that you know it the chaplain said and continued. The lord has anointed you to come into fulltime ministry”.
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Peterwizzy:Of course you can get at Lagos Island. Go to a store called Hytech at Obalende. The name of the street is Aroloya. What they sell there is only cameras and camera accessories. |
lefulefu:No mind Dem jare. I even kinda wonder what is the 'maga' in what the guy has done. You both initiated a conversation and his ego was up to his usual excitement and then told you to leave your fare. Well lets think two ways, I personally wouldn't have done that unless when I feel like. That girl is not wise at all at such a thought. |
leo2008:Are you telling Penplayer not to reply what you said? Don't you know it is highly provoking. Very sorry to say this to anyone concerned. It seems one screw is missing from someone's bolted brain. Do you take writing for a child's play? 200 naira per article ke, on a website where you will make virtually some hundreds of thousand or let me even say millions. No tell me its a joke, you just can't be serious. |
tpiadotcom:You already stated it my brother. Old and new The olden days marriage will last longer than the new based on the fact that love use to be very much involve then in very relationship. And as a matter of fact, it is often at its peak. But reversal is the case of this present generation where conditions are attached to you getting married to your dream person. It always reversal based on some obnoxious principle we've attached with 'being with the right person' |
There is this principle I've got. If am yet to pay my major bills, I don't go for any ASO-ebi. On a normal day, there is nothing bad in having it but I just can't explain when I have some expenses to cover. Abeg, ASO-ebi park well jare. |
10 categories of folks you need watch out for on Nairaland One of the best forum to interact and get some mind blowing gist alongside the latest news in Nigeria and across the globe is Nairaland. I was surprised to read what a friend (don't stress yourself to think I'll be mentioning the name of the friend in question) wrote on his facebook page. It read in quote, "my day has always been fantastic with prayers, love from my family and a cool visit to Naija's most buzzling forum Nairaland". Well I'm not surprise since I am also guilty of this. But come to think of this, there are some folks you will see every now and then on various thread, pages of nairaland. Find their categories below. #10 The emoticon/funny picture artiste on Nairalanders why not go take up some artistic artisanship on the mainland (beside the turning to airport when you're coming from Ikeja) or probably take up your drawing book. (don't forget those days our parent chase us to leave the T.V and go get our drawing book) I just can't imagine why they often such attitude when vital issues are on board and the author of an article wants (in most cases) their respected opinion. As if that wasn't enough, some may even go as far as bringing up a funny picture that scorns the article (and I'll be like, where did this dude get this picture from). Well one word to folks ni this category, go find wife and stop messing around our pretty looking threads #9 The Nairaland Land owners If you say you never come across these folks, then I must confess to you that you've never really been to Nairaland.com at all. I don't know if Seun has started apportioning landed property to some folks Here, or what do you think could warrant someone saying he had booked a space when he ought to comment. Hello folks, one word to folks in this category. #8 the antagonistic guys or ladies the ladies are also trooping in seriously into this category. I wonder why they've forgotten so soon their place, I mean their noble art of putting together the kitchen wares, getting the kids ready for school and of course joining in their usual feminine gossip. This days on Nairaland you see ladies also venting their antagonistic spleen on an innocent (Idibia) originator of a thread. My question to you folks. Were you commissioned'from above to be a bozz in every of your film. You better fear God, if you try it with me. Well I reserve my comment. #7 The Beefers M.I already sang them a song (don't ask me what the song is). I wonder why these folks are never happy about something good. I saw one yesterday while I was enjoying a lovely view of a couple prewedding shot, and this guy was like; 'is it me or hasn't d guy got a bigger ass dan d gal'. Must you be on the beef side at all times? Abi you no wan marry ni? #6 Some Unbelievable wise ones guys on this forum can finish you If you talk some shit they (your readers) are not pleased with. This guys can really be saucy that they will never say anything sensible on a normal day. But on this same forum the same guys to whom you'll never expect some words of wisdom from simply because of their daily foolish talk can just ignite suddenly some witty remark and you be like. 'Ahaah, who dash am'. #5 The punctuation mark commentators let the sleeping thread lie and stop those useless punctuation of yours. It is not compulsory you comment when you know it is only fullstop, comma, question marks you will be adding to our innocent thread. Let this be the last time you do that, unless............... #4 Copy and paste folks bros I salute your courage oh, madam you too much. It will be very hilarious to note that some dude will come to Nairaland with great effontery and paste news article they've copied from some media house's website and at the end of it all, in order to get all the glory a (fake) journalist deserve, they will now fail to credit the original source, which automatically translate that they are the original source of the information. If you're still doing this you better stop it, because some of us here are regular visitors of virtually all of these media house's websites. God punish the devil. Don't forget the church song, 'all glory must be to the Lord' and not to you. #3 The Mums If you've never come across the mums before then you're not fit to be here. I wouldn't tell you who they are but from these few words you will understand who I'm referring to. "Umh like lalastica, (I never mean him oh, na just example) said you can't continue like these and expect your spouse will show her love to you. Why will you be bossy over her at all times, she's the one that will wash your cloth, do the home keeping cook your food (bath you, Did I ever say that). Umh single mother in Israel. You're welcome. #2 The Tribalistic Orubebe I wouldn't talk about this at all. Just imagine the recently concluded presidential election, try rendering the name Orubebe and then connect his reaction to happenings on Nairaland. Then you know what I'm talking about #1 You Think of all you've done on this forum and suggest who the last person could be. #NIFTYRULES |
Umh, highly interesting from our president elect. This is the good spirit of a compatriot and most especially the number one citizen. |
Activity77:You're right bro, so many folks has seen anything good about the Goodluck administration. Infact after I make this comment those Ewarriors will come hunting. |
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joseph1832:Nice one, lets see more of your works. And kindly extend my regards to Jemmima also. |
gottoboy:Hey bro to be frank with you, you're gonna be a good poet only if you could observe some few things. You can tell the story better only if you follow the pattern in which poems are arranged. I can bet it with you that you've got the stuff in you but provided you can learn more from others. Don't know if you've heard about allpoetry.com before but you can Check here and see some of my poems: allpoetry.com/poem/by/Niftyrules lest I forget you're also a good story teller. Do have a nice day Regards Niftyrules. |
you're such a good writer Bluestarry, but I want you to examine the following in your writing, it is just my personal opinion of your works anyway. No strings attached. *determine the age range of your readership *use the right diction *please kindly avoid repetition *be analytic enough when explaining your fact Overall, you're such an interesting writer for me, and the following are the trait I love in your writing; *quite love the way you drive your point home to your readers *i can see you're trailing in the path of the great author Chinua Achebe *your piece can easily be understood without much stress You're such a fantastic writer bro, but never rest on your oars. Goodluck. |
mkmyers45:Yeah, you've got other poet folk like me here too. |
An Ode to his Praise Listen brother Look not how much older God made the country, man made the town Thinkest thou not of the now For he shall tell you how So let be the strange gods And give the king of kings the bow Gone are the days When you need kill cow Or plough all day That the world would say Waoh But he came Changed ur name Brought you fame That you may be sustained Is it not much more giving him praise He gave to us faith And brought us this place Your errors he erase So praise him in Lagos Let the inhabitant of Abuja Say hallelujah Leave not your mouth ajar Make it praise filled For the lord got you raised So let the city talk of his faithfulness Where are poetic lovers online, I have not gotten any reply or comments yet? |
She Use to be my Love She use to be my honey The betterhalf I cherish than money Yes, she was once my love The dove I used to hug The angel that speaks the truth that you wouldn't contest But where is she now A fortnight prior halloween over there At the other end where I make ends meet where I make ends meet for us to eat Where folks on wheels come for a treat There she was feeding my food to the dogs Like a dumb donkey, I stood Still thinking my eye might be faking it But the truth came hunting me When I heard her sexy groan My bone suddenly became fury fused couple with the touch of awe, making me seem though conjured My mouth dripping with spittle kidding myself as if I was little I stood lonely all night waiting To see if she will come begging But the rage soon die down in me And painfully I let her be |
here are some collections from me, you can still read more of my works here: allpoetry.com/poem/by/niftyrules enjoy. Justice delayed When they fail to speak When they frown from the real When they dodge the innocent deed Should we then wear the wig and hit the gavel for justice See us not as law breakers Neither are we truce breakers We aint law men Nor law-maker But what happens when the jury fail to speak The bearer of justice Men of "valour" who ought uphold justice in all cases Hit the gavel in the right phases But failed us when we least expect What do we, when they fail to speak Should we stand at the peak Nod to see what will be Or Beckon to the alien we seek Of course no, washing our dirty linen for public view What then, do we when justice tarry We wouldn't tell this to all dick and harry Why not let truth rule Give to us a niftyrules And let justice rule |
lawrenceunaa:Yeah you're right nairalander, but the fact is that, what will be the best option when a first class degree holder no get job. The only problem I see in this generation of youth is our inability to wait, just a little patience we don't have. Even on our pc we look for shortcuts, likewise on the road and even while eating our Agege bread. Or let me ask, how many of you guys carefully loose the nyloleum before breaking the bread from the top? |
lawrenceunaa:Yeah you're right nairalander, but the fact is that, what will be the best option when a first class degree holder no get job. The only problem I see in this generation of youth is our inability to wait, just a little patience we don't have. Even on our pc we look for shortcuts, likewise on the road and even while eating our Agege bread. Or let me ask, how many of you guys loose the nyloleum before breaking the bread from the top? |
mctolspell:One will think you're an art student regarding the way you write. Nevertheless, @OP i've also been following you ever since you reopened this thread. I just hope you let us work together so that we can make this diary of yours a manuscript, fine tune it and publish it to the world. Or what do you feel. |
@OP Mehn This is superstory. @OP Mehn This is superstory. @OP Mehn This is superstory. |
cnnamoko: Being in a long queue, hoping to use an ATM service can be very frustrating at times. Thanks to these characters who make it annoying.Thank God am guilty of non. You're right bro, make I share for my facebook jare. No time |
austinoeze: u sound so reckless, irresponsible n foolish. i read Agric Econs n Extension n by God's grace d course has taken me to as far as egypt n China. am still very young bt d course has exposed me to d world. Now tell me wat regular course u read.The guy need to relax his brain cos its doing some over heating. Doesn't he know that anything agric related is career guaranteed and as a matter of fact, that's what our nation is now trying to invest more on. I need to know the school this guy attended and also ask him how many times he had change from one course to another. May God heal your understanding. |
