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HAPPY VALENTINE I stumbled across this program on radio which titled Critical Thinking on Lagos talk 91.3. The program usually holds every Thursday 5pm to 6pm. I found it every educative as the invited guest talks on the psychological nature of human and love relationship. I decided to share few of the discussions here. I hope you find it enlighten. Relax and you read along. Question: Do people think that love is sacrificial and patient? Modify So, learn to love your self before going into relationship. By Zeal_a |
CAPSLOCKED:True. May be a true Christian or may be not. The main focus of the writeup is Service to Humanity as seen from the Old man's ordeals |
SHOW ME The resturant was empty and I saw him sitting alone in the corner having a meal and, for some reason, was moved to speak to him. I walked confidently to the old man and on getting closer, I observed his old, wrinkled but yet, tender-looking face and figured he must have been well into his 70s and though dressed simply, he had a rather dignified look. I had a couple of the flyers and invitations for the launch of our new church and the old man certainly looked like he needed a good church to attend. “Good day Sir, do you mind if I join you?” he obliged with a beckoning of his hand. “Sorry to bother you sir” I continued, “but I wanted to ask if you’d be free this weekend?” “Why?” He asked. “We’re dedicating our new church building” and then I proceeded to tell him all about the church and its magnificence, the materials used to build it, the contributions, the cost and how its going to be the best and biggest in the region. “I don’t remember when last I went to a church” he replied with a faint smile. Though curt, he wasn’t impolite, just very direct and obviously a man of very few words, or perhaps he was just unimpressed with me. So, I decided to take it up a notch….. “Do you mind if I ask if you are a Christian sir?” “Are you?” was his rather odd reply; as if that wasn’t obvious enough, or perhaps he didn’t hear me inviting him eagerly to my church – what more does he need to know to conclude that I am a Christian? I still went on to answer him and told him about my church attendance and church work, of how anointed my pastor is and how I read the bible and how blessed I have been attending church. When I was done, for the first time in our entire conversation, he looked up at me square in the eyes. The look lasted but a split second and yet, it gave me goose bumps for it seemed as though it lasted an eternity. It seemed as though he had looked beyond my face and eyes; deep into my heart and soul and to be honest, it was a bit scary. I felt very naked. He then smiled at me, a gentle and seemingly pitiful/ sympathetic smile. He stretched out his hand and held mine. His hands were invitingly warm and soft. He then said to me: Show me your church and I’d show you my love. Show me your pastor and I’d show you my Saviour. Show me your holy book and I’d show you my purified and saved heart. Show me your blessings and I’d show you my peace that’s beyond understanding. Show me your tithes and offerings and I’d show you the street beggars that know me by name. Show me your magnificent building and I’d show the shelters I’ve built and the orphans I’ve put through school. Show me you speak in tongues and I’d show you the language of compassion that leads me to fund the surgeries that restores sight to the blind. Show me your well-dressed members and I’d show widows that fondly call me “husband”. Show me your destination and I’d show you the way. Show me your religion and I’d show you my God. Pa Abraham’s words pierced me, for somehow, it shattered my self-righteous indignation. Those words went through my ears, scrambled my brain and sank into my soul; they were words that addressed everything that I had ever held in my mind. Tears welled up in my eyes. I didn’t understand why or how, cos I don’t normally cry. He stood up to leave, letting go of my hand but I held on, almost desperately and somehow, the only words I could mutter were, “show me!!” Source: http://acandleonahill.com/2019/11/01/show-me/ |
THIS PAGE IS DEDICATED TO EVERY NAIRALANDER THAT HAVE DIFFERENT THOUGHT, SOMETHING DIFFERENT FROM THE RIGHT/WRONG. I WILL BE SHARING SOME ARTICLES HERE, RADIO STATION TALKS, AND FREE OBSERVATIONS ABOUT OUR SOCIETY AS A WHOLE. THIS THREAD IS SOLELY FOR EDUCATIVE PURPOSE. YOUR OPINIONS ARE WELCOMED. |
JasonScoolari:This is so captivating. The girl must be from a wealthy home I guess ![]() |
PlayerMeji:I understand your point, I'm trying to make impression to some gullible people. |
NB: Some folks here on Nairaland don't know what the share button does. It is not for dislike o. It is to forward post you want your followers on Nairaland to see. So if you see a post you detest or find meaningless, sharing it doesn't make you dislike it. Please help a brother out. Thanks. |
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Why do Nigerian like reading meaning to everything. This is what happens when your sense of reasoning has been clouded with superstitious stories. I challenge anyone who has seen angel face to face or has any evident to proof on how angels look like should quote me. By the way what happened is natural occurrence and can be proven |
Everyone is just commenting forgetting the purpose of the post. Well since when no body is talking about it. Let me be the first to wish you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU. To everyone out there, remember, there is someone out there that loves you for who you are so always keep it real. This life is once so live it to the fullest.
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When he finally confess he Adegboye Olatunji be like: Hmm Is not my fault. It's the devil's work Devil:
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She made it on one endorsement while me pursuing five point GP from the onset and I dey hear still dey find employment. Education is the key to success they say, but it seems they have changed the padlock. |
Story story! story! Once upon a time! Time time! End of story. |
Nice info at op. It's is even better as it is being run in malls like in other state because all these hospital especially LUTH are just too lacklustre when it comes to healthcare. This is a very commendable move from RFCA and shoprite. Nice job they got! Comment Ref: bravesoul247 https://www.nairaland.com/5668798/breast-cancer-awareness-shoprite-organise#86379214 |
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Food for the Oga's at the top . If you know you know |
FTC This her step-daughter is beautiful o. Keeping it Classic and simple. Happy Birthday |
Go to the Union first that should solve her problem if not all. |
FTC. |
all I can say is WOW. This kind family na argument dem go use kill person. www.nairaland.com/attachments/11025352_sisters_jpegb4bbb1d95c791c33c081d6d5af8b9fcb |
This matter of not about politics for those of you already involving APC. I heard he slumps while beating him whatever. Police has to investigate properly into the matter. www.nairaland.com/attachments/11027333_img0966_jpega94ed08181e67d82bb238b2952a4ae14 |
Kidnapping and sexual abuse (rape) . I hope the law for kidnapping offence is death sentence. Enough of this menace. > ![]() Kudos to Nigerian police. |
It is called creativity. The same way the writer of GOT television series, Avengers, Thor and even the writer of Nollywood movies created frictionless story to entertainment the audience. Although, there might be some element of truth in it. The point of interest is the gain the attention of the audience and no doubt Nairaland knows how to use it... |
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Brilliant and intelligent. wait first let me go and come and go come ![]() |
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