Good morning great young mind, what's the 411? what's the story? In the GREAT words of my Jah rasta fried rice brethren "wat a gwan"? :) Permit me to start by saying a very loud shout out to Tibs of everydaytibs.blogspot.com and Amaka of seyonhundeyin.blogspot.com. They have been a huge motivation to keep writing, as Tibs has been encouragingly knocking on my invisible blog door, and Amaka has been batting her eyelashes at me all weekend. :( These were sure reminders that they have been silently EFFCC'ing the Young and Confused Blog, and having that they are overly important to me, (just as you reading this now), we decided that why put off what we can do today till tomorrow? so I jumped off the "later" wagon, and tada... :)
I am still so thrilled about the 14-For- 14 Challenge (I mean everyday I have to Blog about it ehn, you need to see me preparing like a 14 year old going to write Jamb), and I was reminded via a wonderful post on my Blog mothers page (See it here) that we are 7 months gone already, and I thought to myself ….Hmmmnnn if these were a pregnancy, the time to do push!! Push!!!! Push!!!! would have been around the corner **smiles. Why am I so thrilled about this challenge?? I guess its cause it has almost single handedly given more purpose to my life **Wears straight face. I mean I have given it more attention than I have given any of my past Girl friends, and trust me, it has been worth it, as to say “I have learnt a lot” is an understatement, plus the YnC Blog is growing really fast.. Shey you guys now see why Ms Janyl Benyl is so much of a wonderful Human being, and in the words of my Boy who I trained through Nursery school Wizkid, **I fit die on top her matter eeeeeh.... :)
So Fear... Fear kills dreams, fear kills hopes, fear puts people in the hospital, fear limits the true abilities of people, making great men walk through life in mediocrity, as against the great people they were created to be. Can I ask you a question? As at when you started blogging, were you not scared that you wouldn't have an audience? Now Looking back, don’t you feel great that you ignored your Fear? Life is teaching me that fear is an integral part of life, a part of existence that no matter how much we try to fight yeah, IT WILL NEVER GO AWAY, and the more we fight our fears, THE STRONGER THEY BECOME. Permit me to share my story of life with you.
Oya Tales by moonlight time… **Shines Teeth. During my 3rd year in the university, I was obliged to study how Curent flows through wire,
thinking about it now, I am like who created all those mumu syllabuses sef,
well sha that one e haf pass. THANK GOD. Having that we had just gotten into 300
Level, we were all thrilled about coming back to school, you know we could see
the light at the end of the Tunnel, we could countdown to Graduation. Upon
resumption, I was faced with 2 things, a lecturer that I was not only scared
of, but I was SCARED AS HELL OF and dreaded his very voice, and a course which I
found hard to understand, and sadly nature was unfair and paired both together.
My Woes begun :(. From the first lecture of that course, I lived and studied in absolute
fear. I remember telling my friends how afraid of both the lecturer and the
course I was, and they in their usual manner assured me that everything would
be fine, and brushed away my fears with light encouragements and saying like
water on a rock I would be fine. Deep within me, the fear grew, and so I knew I wouldn't be.
Day by day we went on and I struggled daily to overcome the fear, as against understand the course. You see I had subconsciously created in my head a phobia that could, and would not be solved no matter how I tried, and it had rooted deep in my mind, forming day by day into a reality, like a baby in the womb of a woman. You see I was pregnant, and my Fear was my foetus.. Fast forwarding to the end of the semester, and day on which we were to sit for the exam, I remember turning still to my friend sitted across the hall and saying to him in Igbo language “guy ujo na tum” which translates into “guy I am scared as hell”
(You see anything wey make me speak igbo na real wahala oh)
He assured me that I would do just fine, and then we received our question
papers... Mehn I did far from fine oh, I did terrible... Glancing through the
entire paper I couldn’t answer shingbain! As in every question looked as though
they were set by Einstein himself :( as the fear in my mind
had become real, i had given birth, and in the words of Job,
“that which I feared had come upon me.
It was sad. My hands shook and trembled like there was an earthquake, and I started sweating like a goat, I mean the sweat emanating from me alone could have caused a Noah kinda flood. Long and short is I flopped that exam, as I gave up 20 minutes in, and tendered an empty sheet.
The story above makes me ask why? Was I unprepared? Had I not studied well enough? Was I daft or dumb? The answer to all the above is a sure NO, but what I am sure I was was: I WAS SCARED. You see the fear in me had rooted deep within me and created a reality. Life through my eyes is an imbalance, but isn't it funny how those things we fear always tend to come upon us? Those things we dread the most just always seem to become a reality. Well that is life. Permit me to go a bit religious now but the Bible says “as a man thinketh in his heart, so is he”. We are what we dwell on, what we constantly think about, and what we constantly focus our minds on. Remember the Bible also says again that: we are created in the image and likeness of God (omo Tomi and 1+ The One don turn me to acting pastor finish shaaaa... See me quoting Bible like Oyedepo :) ). Having that we are created in the image and likeness of GOD, we have the ability to create just as God did of us, and just as we can create lifeless creatures with our hands, life is teaching me that we can create real living events with our minds just by focusing our thoughts on them. What we constantly focus on we become. If we focus on fear, we strengthen it and create it, and if we focus on faith and our dreams, we likewisely strengthen them and create it.
Just as in my story above, I am compelled to believe that I accepted my fear and then it ruined me as regards the subject above; I had failed not just in the Exam hall, but from the beginning of the course when I became sorely scared of it. So today I ask what is it you Fear? What is it that you constantly pray and beg of God not to allow come your way? Now having that you have identified it, I ask further; are you focusing on your Fear? Is it the first thing you think of in the morning and the last thing you think of before you sleep? Well if your answer to the above is a Yes, then I am sorry that from my sad experience of life, I fear that you are heading for the creation of your fear, and bringing it into reality. You are heading to bring that which you fear the most upon you. So from today I implore you to ignore your fears, Yes I do. I don’t promise you that they will disappear, but I promise you that life has taught me that focusing on that which you fear is like a magnet, with which you gradually attract it towards you, but ignoring your fears repels it further away from you.
So as you go into the second half of 2014,
oh, now now we don reach July....hhhmmmnnn man don dey old oh, I should be
planning my marriage by now…, that you focus on your Faith and try to strengthen
it, and that you ignore your Fears totally. How? By not talking back at it, by
not conversing with it, by just staying quiet and letting the voices of fear in your mind slide like water
on a rock. In my life, my fears talk to me in my own voice, and try to commence
a sorta argument, but it is us who have the ability to control the
conversation, to not talk back. And as long as you ignore your fears by not
replying, I promise you that life has taught me that they will disappear.
Thank you so much for tbe past 7 minutes of your time, you do me a great honor. My prayer for you is that as you go through this week, you shall not mistakenly step on your Tablet, or sit on that your Touch screen phone :p can I hear an Amen somebody. #PastorJdBmode
P.S: Permit me to kindly introduce to you guys a fantastic blogger, her name is Tibs, and in case you haven’t met her, or visited her blog at everydaytibs.blogsot.com then in the words of my mentor Dbanj oh!
not Bangaleee... You are on a
looooooooonnnnnnnggggggg tttttthhjhhiiiinnnnggg... Try visiting her Blog, as she
I s a real fab writer, and she always puts up some Positively thought provoking
posts, plus she can make you laugh for Africa.
P.P.S: Please you guys should pray for D Banjs career, I no know wether na front abi na sideways that guy dey go.
P.P.P.S: @ Cee, this is my 4th month, and in the great words of Micheal Jackson (R.I.P), I'm bad, I'm bad, you know it.... ***moonwalksaway.
P.P.P.P.S: When I was having my bath this morning, I remembered when I was 7. You see I was born fair, like an Onyibo, but at age 7 my skin started going Black (You see, I was supposed to be born in London, but the Angel that delivered me into my mothers Womb, lost his GPS and bam... I landed in Nigeria. Well my Parents are the best, so Thank GOD the GPS loss sef. :) ) . My Dad who was a big fan of my Boy must grow up in London had this kinda Iron sponge, and he would scrub the living day light outta me whenever he was opportuned to bath me. He did so in search for my once yellow colour. Hhahahah my Papa ehn..
P.P.P.P.S: Remember the You are a very Nice guy and I like you very much post? Well it was written out of inspiration from my 1st Girlfriend. Today is her Birthday, and I haven't missed it in 7 years. We dated for only like 2 weeks oh. heheh So i had this big plan of sending cakes and gifts to her office Today, but my Padis were like oya Mr Duru your Mumu don Reach, if you send her anything, we will deal with you. so I have decided not to call her sef. hhhhmmmnnn She hasnt missed my birthday also in 7 years. I hope i am doing the right thing sha... You see i am such a mumu lofa.
Do have a Fab week. Cheers.