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Friday, 28 February 2014

Last Week In February


What happened this week sef
Bills, bills, bills
Thinking of my childhood when they were no worries about bills
I will get past this point
I intend to make it to the other side
God gives His energy to His word
So I am thankful because his word is working good for me

On the a lighter side @worshipandswag sent me my book 'Colliding with Destiny by @sarahdjakes. She'd sent it since ending of January, let naija post allow it reach my house nau.

She sent it. She kept mailing me. Have you gotten it? I'm like, 'I haven't o' (I'm using corner eye to wonder if she actually did send it, but its not polite to ask, what is my own sef? Don't trust much these days, 'Holy Ghost, help your daughter')

Finally I'm in the bathroom doing number 3 and they ring up my phone and say its the post office, my sister picks the phone and answers the call, if not I will just miss the call.
Any ways I come back upstairs and she says my book is finally here.

I'm busy all of last week so this week, after seeing a client, I head to the post office in Satellite to pick up my package. I'm feeling like someone receiving 'yankee' package. I don't even look at people very well, I greet sha. I collect the package and barely two houses from the post office, I'm pulling out my bright yellow long awaited book. Still have to rush to another client to work on a magazine.

I keep reminding myself of the on going book project I am working on. Probs is today is kinda Friday and I'm yet to see the book. My sister (the one who answered the call is hoarding it and she doesn't like books; she normally can't sit down to read a book, she's reading and reading and reading)
Well guess the book is that impactful...imma read it when I get the chance, we will probably read it at the same time.

Well that's my week

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Friday, 21 February 2014

United Nigeria?

The final message:

Osaro Osarodion struggled and moved into position. He was searching for his travelling bag amidst all the numerous bags that had fallen all over the buses. He needed his mobile phone. He might not make it but he wanted the people at home to know what happened.

He was a youth of promise but he had seen his dreams go up his flames when his house and business got burnt down on the same night. He looked through the windows of the overturned bus thinking, 100 men couldn't lift it up. He watched as hausa youths gathered outside their windows, with jerrycans full of precious kerosene. As the youth began coming, he read connected on his mobile phone and as the tears poured down, he said:

"Mama, e die wa. E wa te s' Edo, hausa mui ma who de, e so wa, ta m' Osaze, no ya ta me Odionwe. 'Hausa gbi ma wa. E e so wa'.

The words are translated:
(Mother, I was coming home. Before I got to Edo State, the Hausas ambushed us on the way. Tell Osaze, let him tell the oldest man in the village. The Hausas have killed us. I will not reach home).

This is the kind of message that caused the Edos to take to the streets killing the Hausas who are safe in Edo State. Less is enough to cause foreign Presidents and leadership to worry. Bauchi is burning and our leaders are at ease. Nigerians await action and still wait.

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The above is a true life story but the names are fictitious.

Tessa Doghor

She is one of the leading Social Media Managers in Nigeria with the ability to foresee trends and build on it before it becomes commonplace. She is intelligent and strategic. She is also an amazing writer. To get in touch mail her at

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Monday, 17 February 2014

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Thursday, 13 February 2014


What activity, task, or game most brings out your competitive

Competitive, not really
But I like competitions and I am participating in one
It is called 'The Writer' by the NakedConvos thingy

I love to write and read and share information
I love to add value and to serve in the area of my strengths
I love doing what I love doing

This is my shortest post so far

Meditation Scripture:
The word of God is quick and powerful!


I started blogging
And promptly forgot about what I was blogging about
I am doing the NakedConvos competition
Just submitted my entry, I pray I get picked
I really want to participate

Now about what I was supposed to be blogging about
Have you heard of. #NNPCGiveusourdollars ?
Hmmm I guess not
I love causes
I love to believe that change can happen
If not in our time, then in our children's time
Lord have mercy on us
I believe we have to fight for it

Not physically of course
Being seeing all day everywhere 'people will treat you in the way that you allow them to'
Looking at it in the Nigerian context
Our government will misbehave as long as we allow them get away with it
So our call is NNPC
I commit to retweeting it at least once a day as long as it constantly trends.

Maybe a couple of governmental officials will grow a conscience or get tired of the publicity
And decide to do something for Nigeria.

That's it.

To participate just search @omojuwa s TL
Then search these hashtags

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Tuesday, 11 February 2014


I wrote a #DearGodLoveLetter in honour of valentine's Day
at Mfoluwa's blog (Just click)

I loved writing it and I am glad for it
It is helping me build my intimacy with God again

I love being able to feel again
Without your heart, you cannot accomplish much in God's kingdom

If you don't feel any compassion for souls
How would you be moved to tell the gospel

I am not saying be ruled by your emotions (=flesh)
No be ruled by your spirit
but tell God your emotions
and pray about them

So am I going to have a lovely valentine?
God made the day anyways
and with the liberty to worship
He gave me liberty to enjoy the things He made too
So I intend to enjoy my day.


Thursday, 6 February 2014

Learning....but I'm not a learner

I love love God
I love the Holy Spirit of God so much
If you think I'm crazy to believe in a personality you don't think exists then I know you haven't experienced eternal life
Until you do, you won't understand
You won't get Him by seeking
I just know that I am better positioned than you by virtue of the fact that I know Him personally and I will never take it for granted. He's a love lovely helper, counsellor, confidante, revealer of secrets, comfort, legal advocate and more I'm yet to discover.
I hate pretenders and people who don't believe anything or can't and won't stand up for what they believe. This is the kind of person I am afraid to become. I will never become this kind of person. Living insincerity chokes me and neutralises my creativity so I literally cannot live in that position.
I love hot chilli pepper things.
Barbecue fish and chicken, chips, salad, food not eaten in a hurry.
I hate being cold. Yeah, I have been there, done that. Being cold and indifferent is being in a place where God's spirit can't touch you and its like being in Antarctica where no one can touch you, not even God's spirit. I will never ignore the holy spirit again. Can you imagine being in a place where you can have help by fellowshipping with God's spirit but choosing tradition over him. After all, you can't see him right? Maybe. But you're forgetting that this place is not your home and that God is a spirit. He's not physical. If you won't accept your shield (God) how does He protect you? Don't forget you have an enemy who's also a spirit operating on the earth. You need heavenly power to defeat him, don't be like an ordinary man who's under the control of the devil, acknowledge your father and trust Him.
I have never felt more powerful than when I have been in God's presence fellowshipping. When I have been there, I almost feel like His hand is physically on my shoulder guiding me, turning me in the direction He chooses. The most powerful person on the earth is the one who can consistently do what God says, that person would have the pleasure of acccomplishing God's will, His desire of the earth. I pray that the Holy Spirit helps me become such a person.
I hate weakness in every form. I have always hated weakness. I hate the weakness of the flesh, its prone to lying, stealing, hatred, envy, vindictiveness, slander, back biting, anger, I have expressed this a time or two too much for my spirit to be glad about it 'laugh'. I have seen it in so many others too whom I expected to be more spiritual than I. So I conclude that only God's fullness constantly can be the solution for this.
That I might be filled with the fullness of God always so that I can always manifest the fullness of God, that I would walk with the fruit of the spirit and manifest it daily. This I pray in Jesus name, amen.
I love my privacy. I would be happiest with my family and my friends only. No room for the public. That's what I believe. But we must win the world for Jesus, this is my earthly mission so that ideal cannot be.
You guessed it. I hate the public. Cos they're fickle. Even I am fickle sometimes. I am always surprised to find it in me. This is my guiding scripture for the public.
"Jesus knew what was in a man, he did not put his trust in them John 2:24-25.
At the risk of sounding immodest, I am pretty, beautiful even. I have even been called siren and mammy water a time or two and I am not a yellow girl. I am chocolate. I have a couple of yellow friends who can't go to certain churches because the pastors and members see marine spirits once they see a pretty face. Hmmm there's no end to Nigerian tradition. They see mammy water as more powerful than the blood of Jesus. They would never admit to this thinking pattern though.
As for ugly, ever heard the phrase, 'God don't like ugly?' I have. In movies. It means, God don't like sin or whatever. I don't like ugly religion.
I love gospel truth. I am for the gospel and the word of God.
I am for the cross and the covenant and the blood of Jesus. I am for the Holy Ghost and for the revelations of God's nature and attributes. I am for the Holy Spirit brooding on the waters and God speaking. I am for the christian and the church.
Someone told me yesterday, 'I don't believe in the church'. Some new believer may look at him and feel judgment. I looked at him and felt compassion. He is one of the 'lost children'.
How do I know that?
For you not to believe in the church, you must have once believed in it.
I looked him in the eye. I have a way of doing that. I looked at him and said, 'I believe in the church'.
I didn't say, I believe in the church, because I remembered the line about believing in the church from the Credo (Yes, I was raised catholic but God in His mercies still found me amidst all of the catholic tradition. That's a word for someone, no matter how much tradition you were steeped in or are steeped in, the word can pierce through and find you, the word is sharp)
I said so, because I believe the bible. I believe the Acts of the Apostles. They believed in gathering together. So if you can't go to church, go to cell fellowship, home fellowship, online fellowship. Just get the word somehow because you need the word to overcome this blinding word.
Our wrestling is not against flesh and blood. It is against principalities and powers......etc Get the word and ensure you are fighting the good fight of faith.
One of the prayer I used to pray as a fresh believer was that my water won't run dry. I am a well watered garden whose waters fail not. Meaning I will always have a. Word because of God's word. That God's Spirit would not leave me because I am recognised by God, that is why He gave me a deposit of the Holy Spirit.


"For the word of God is alive and active. sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow, it judges the thoughts and the attitudes of the heart"
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Tuesday, 4 February 2014

Sharing this joke!

So I am up late.
Just as I was about to go to sleep, I came across this joke from one of my bb groups and I decided to share. I promise you will laugh unabashed.

Akpos died and went to Heaven. As he stood in front of the Pearly Gates, he saw a huge wall of clocks behind him.

He asked, 'Why all the clocks?'

St. Peter answered, Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone who has ever been on earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie, the hands on your clock move.

'Oh', said Akpos. 'Whose clock is that?'

'That's Mother Teresas', replied St.Peter. 'The hands have never
moved, indicating that she never told a lie.'

'Incredible', said Akpos. 'And whose clock is that one?

St. Peter responded, 'That's Abraham Lincoln's clock. The hands have moved Twice, telling us that Abraham told only two lies in his entire life.'

'Where's our politician's clock?' asked Akpos.

St Peter replied, they are in the office. We're using them as ceiling fans.

It is funny and it is true
The funny part is what I'm focusing on though.
Do share.
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