Good morning Great Young mind, how is the week turning out? I hope, trust, fast, pray and believe that everything is turning out super fly for everyone oh! In the light of the gehn-gehn Movie that these crazy Abubakar Shekau and his wrong Boko Haram followers are acting, well all I can say is “There is GOD oooooo”, so the guy should brace himself for the Gehn-gehn Evil that will befall him pretty soon, cause GOD is watching them and I trust their time of doom is on its way. Having that the US Army are in Nigeria, I recently considered enrolling, make I kuku use the opportunity become US soldier now. But when I heard gun wounds are very painful, I jejely decided to decline :(
Oya back to the matter, the Journey of the 14-14 challenge has been a great walk oh, and we are currently in the 5th Month and I am like wow! This has given me the opportunity to meet great Bloggers like Ugo, T-Notes, Cee, Toinlicious, Bim, Seyram, 1+ The ONE, Ritah and others too many to mention, and each time I look back at the innovator of this Idea i.e The amazing and wonderful Ms Janyl Benyl, I cant but marvel at how much of a Blessing 1 person can be. In fact Ms JB deserves the NOBEL prize for the most gehn-gehn person ever liveth.
So going on top the matter
(Yeah I am a huge Wizkid Fan), waking up this morning, I got the
opportunity to think and look back at the past years of my life, and the part
most worthy of Note was my Child hood. As a child, I was scared of
literally everything, but what I feared the most was the DARK. I remember when my Banker of life Mum back then,
would come home from work with all them SUYA lineage things, and then in her
very calm voice SHE would say "Junior, go and get me plates from the Kitchen so I can
share this for you and your siblings". Effective immediate my heart would start
to Race, and the Happiness of all the orishishi delicacy, would turn to FEAR instantly.
Why? 3 Reasons: 1. Mother always came home from work at Night, so it was always Night when she would send me on such Journey to the evil Forest. 2. NEPA was very wicked during my childhood :(, I bet that I saw Power (abi na Light) for only 8 percent of my childhood.
Sometimes it was
like FESTAC Town was off the map of NEPAHOOD. 3. The kitchen was DOWN STAIRS!!! (NA THIS ONE FEAR ME
PASS). So summing up all the above usually gave me Goosebumps. You see, I always
feared that there was some Ojuju (Monster) crawling around in the dark
ready to devour me, but having that if I didn’t go down to get the plates, I wouldn't
join in enjoying the wonderful stuff Mum always brought from work, I always had to Boy-up, and step up. So I would
wear my heart on my sleeves, dash down stairs with my heart racing like Micheal Schumacher's Cars, and with candle wax spilling all over me as I usually went
with a lit candle that most times came back with smoke instead of Fire as
the speed don off am. I also can't count how many scars I got from falling
on the stair case while in Hussein Bolt mode :). But each time I got back up and
gave sweet mother the plate, Mum always gave me that well done my Boy smile, that one
that made me realize that for Mama’s smile, conquering fear was worth it all
time every time.
So the idea of my story is; most times when we try to do really great things, there is always this Loud voice in our heads saying it can't be done, saying we would fail, asking what if the monsters down stairs got us, what would we do? But just like I learnt with mama, its best when we ignore these voices, and simply strive for that thing which we want, its best if we take the candle(Idea) in our hands regardless of the Wax pouring on us(Pain), wear our heart on our sleeves, reach out to the door way of the stair case (start the process) and run to the kitchen to get the plate (Do the Dang thing) cause at the end, the Voice of Limitation will never cease, but will always be there TRYING to tell us what we can and cannot do(casue thats all Fear can do, Try and convince us), but it is left to us to decide what we want and don't want to do, cause its not these voices of doubt that make us, but the decisions we make that define us. Plus at the end, Mama's smile (The result of hard work) will always be worth it.
The Journey is the Reward- Steve Jobs (R.I.P)
Thank you for the last 7 minutes of your time, as it is you that gives us the Electrical Motivation to go on :). Each time I get Notifications of comments, my hairs practically stand, cause I am glad that someone somewhere sacrificed 7 Minute of their life for the Young and Confused dream.
As you conclude this week, my prayer for you is that, "Every situation in your life that currently tastes like Raw coffee, will this week begin to Taste like Pure Honey" #PastorJdBmode
Cheers, and do have a Ghen-Ghen Wednesday, + a Fabulous week ahead.
Unnecessary P.S: I think I met another girl, but with all these No’s of 2014, I have decided to become a Temporal Monk. ;)