Friday, September 30, 2016

I went a day without complaining.

So lately I realized I had complained and whined more than I talked, it was affecting my work, friendship and my devotion with God. I knew I had to stop complaining, whining and fault finding because God didn't like it neither did my friends not colleagues.

So my first day of intentionally not complaining started out great till I got to the hospital, I was asked to get a queue number I did get that, waited patiently as I read a book. While reading, a staff of the hospital asked me to follow him as there was a doctor who was not attending to anyone on another floor. I went there with him with the anticipation to get attended to and get back to work in time. On getting there I asked "where is the doctor?" He quietly replied "Sorry madam, person don enter her office" this means sorry, someone is in the office to see the doctor. I then responded "why did you let me come down if..." I literally lost my speech there, I heard the Holy Spirit tell me "no complaints, not today" that was it I sat and smiled. I am sure the guy will be wondering what went wrong, some other lady across the passage had a big frown but the moment I smiled she smiled too.

Well, I happened to sit beside a little boy and his mum we exchanged pleasantries and I continued reading my book. Somehow as we waited, another lady in hijab walked by with her son, this other boy would not walk past, he stopped, smiled and stretched his hand to get some of the biscuits the kid beside me was eating, it was then I quickly reached for my phone to capture this beautiful moment of border less and uncompromising love.

This teaches me a lot, you share joy when you don't complain, people get comfortable around you and more importantly you see the beauty in humanity. Had it been I flared up or complained I will be in a downcast mood to have noticed the beautiful show of love happening around me and I will have missed out on letting the lady across the hallway smile at my smile. Lol cliche right? But I mean it.

PS: Do not complain today, I mean try it is hard and you will get tempted to but please don't fall for the temptation.

PSS: Sometimes for us to stop complaining we have to caught out some folks from our lives, people that trigger anger and complaints are not worth sinning and getting moody over. Just move on already.


Saturday, September 24, 2016

Information is actually useless

Yes I wrote that right and you sure read it. Is it not true? Is information in itself not useless?‎
A comedy was about to play on your screen, and you skip it to read an article that seemed right. After reading, you realize you just lost time and a good laugh because there was no value for the information you acquired from the article. ‎

Again I ask, isn't information useless? Especially in these era of social media and technology craze where one has different bits of information flying in one's face.
This is a problem I call "information burden". This occurs when one has excess information and has no use for them. Even if one does, one becomes confused on what to do with what. Thus no use for the information one has or just obtained. That is no use of information and that is why it is useless.‎

I may be countered here because of the popular quote which is "information is power" and blah blah. I ask, show me the power you have with all the information you have. Not to say I don't read articles or posts, I sure do but I filter it, the title already gives a hint to what you are about reading. If it is not going to be an add why waste time on it? This problem of reading everything that comes our way is likened to doing many trades. "Jack of all trade, master of none". For information it will be "Reader of all, leader of none".‎

PS: Information is not useless if acted upon and used for the benefit of one or all.

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

I am called the Preacher's kid

Yeah I am a Preacher's kid (PK), I was called that in my undergraduate days, most of my classmates and friends called me a Preacher's kid. They will say I was very polite, jovial, sincere, helpful, decent and I loved church. Those attributes definitely made me a Preacher's kid. I always smiled and hoped the discussion ended there, which did most times.

Back then I was struggling with certain bad habits which made me somewhat unworthy of the name I was called. And no one saw that I will presume. They rather saw the beauty in my ashes.

Well that phase of "living not so right" passed and I was right on track as I should. That didn't change the preachers kid tag. When I started work, a senior colleague asked if my mum was a teacher? I smiled and said "yes, she's a teacher in church". He said "exactly", thats why I behave the way I do and say the things I say. I was stunned because this brought the good memories of being called a preacher's kid back.

I am really wondering what makes me different from my peers and makes me stand out.

Everyone compliments me for being beautiful, smart and responsible, the latter never eluded the compliment. I get praised for decent dressing. I sometimes get called 'Mary'. I will think that's good, ohh wait! I am not thinking, I know it's good. ‎

I am called a preachers kid, that sure gladdens my heart. I am curious to know what you are called. What do people call you?‎