See, that’s how it starts.
Step 1: Blame the other person for a mishap.
Step 2: Blame God for letting it happen.
Step 3: Blame powers of the enemy for being lazy.
Step 4: Blame the system for not working.
Step 5: Blame Nigeria, or your country and Africa, or your continent.
Step 6: Blame everyone except yourself.
Step 7: Feel bad and blame the other person, technically back at step 1.
A very crazy cycle, such an interesting game! Do you want to play? It’s called Blame Game, also know as Lame Game. You play lame. Took the effort to illustrate.
I had just finished reading an article about slavery and the undertones at the time. I felt all sort of emotions. Pain. How did these people feel? Pity. How could any sect have stooped so low to sell fellow beings? Disgust. Shouldn’t the buyers have known better than to commodify humans? Anger. What made the business boom and why did some think this was divinely ordered by demon gods? Laughter. This one I didn’t see coming! But yes! Laughter at what the future generations might have to say about us.
These are examples of what I saw in my head. What kind of generation would not have mixed gender football teams even as a trial on Fantasy football, yet claim gender equity efforts? Such backwardness!
What were they thinking? Driving cars and burning fossils? Who does that? Using trains when they could have thought of helipods? Having weddings on earth when all they had to do was enter their names into an online store?
Putting on shoes and killing several animals in the process of making hide and leather? Using water-flushed toilet systems? Eating out of plates when regenerative platform eating should be the trend? Such a wasteful and disrespectful generation!
All the traditions and customs as we know them being questioned and criticized simply because we’re in the past. I do the same sometimes with history when I look at the past from my now, their future.
Nothing made me more humble than the thoughts of how each generation continues to miss the mark, yet, blame the past generations. I saw how we have all fallen short and perhaps, could be the least socially just generation ever despite the seemingly unforgivable atrocities committed in the past.
It is true! We have all come short of the glory of God and were once darkness except through connection to Jesus, do we become light.
There’s almost nothing more fascinating to me right now than being judged by the past from the future. What would you say about this current generation if you were from the future?
How do you pretend that the path you choose is meant for you?
Where do you know the route you choose will lead you to?
If you don’t believe in destinations, I am curious about how you are where you are.
It took definite decisions and choices between more than one option
So then, how do you know?
Some say, “not how long, but how well”
Do you really believe this?
If you do, why not ditch maps!
So, it means we intrinsically hate dilemmas.
We would rather have clarity of purpose and clearly defined destinies or destinations with well expounded pathways
Albeit, this is almost never the case. A situation where all the variables are outlined, known and clear. So, what do one do?
Please don’t say algebra.😏 I know its limitations sometimes, the assumptions that you have a well thought out problem and ultimately a known destination can be troubling. Especially when there’s no said metaphorical map, all we have an incline of is the similitude of where we would like to be.
Need I say that the crossroads I speak of are those decisions that could be life altering? So, what do we do?
I leave this time again with no answers but more questions that I can answer. I may subscribe to the ideology of going to the all-knowing Father, but that may not be enough for you, so I leave you with questions. How do you deal with crossroads?
Perhaps, you might help me and others who are curious about what can help define life purpose or destinies…
As Women on a Mission (A platform/network/WhatsApp page I created few years ago), missions need equipment. And as women, our being equipped is most important as a team, yet as individuals. As led in my spirit, I would like to learn more, yet pass on certain virtues in my lifetime and I know this is important to not just me but all of us (Women on a Mission).
With this in mind, it is also said, show me your friend and I’ll show who you are. Two, evil communication corrupts good manners while good communication enhances good manners.
My point: Aside adding some more “women” on the page and some structure/flexibility to Women on a Mission, I want to see women grow based on your suggestion and inputs.
For instance, a broader perspective on certain issues that remain close to our hearts as Women on a Mission e.g. career choice, relationship with God, relationship with workmates, or “spouse” or intended partners, business, e-commerce, travels, etc. Or a time for prayer requests and testimonies. Perhaps, weekly nuggets. Maybe develop membership and network management such that each person on the network is well known with progress records towards chosen mission on a quarterly base. These are things that should help.
Call to action: suggest reasons why women seem to be ill-equipped for their missions.
I’m sure we’re so used to the cinematic caption, “the end”, that we hardly question if anything really ends. As usual, I question the status quo not to front social rebellion but to promote healthy positive changes as we question seemingly mundane things.
Just thought this is something for discussions. Does anything ever end? Is everything not just cyclic?
I wonder if anyone has similar questions… please feel free to share too.
What makes her amazing? She’s got this love for God and people that is more or less contagious She would cheer you up even if she’s sinking literally She’s the definition of selfless She has this unconditional love even for “outsiders” She’s always thinking of how to “adopt” more kids to God’s kingdom and even has more children than you can count She would give her all no matter what She’s my mother!
Seriously, others get so tired at the ninth month For some reason, I enjoyed almost eleven months and she still patiently loves me There are many times I just do some super annoying things, yet, she’s just patient and kind She’s my superwoman, making the love of God real to me everyday I wish we could give you the world, but it’s not ours to give So we’ll give you our words Thank you mother!
You’re an amazing woman, mother, lover, sister, friend and so much more! You’re deeply celebrated ma. Happy birthday mum!
Few nuggets I got while looking through old chats. It may feel disjointed, but there’s something for each one:
We start in faith, we continue in knowledge, we end in experience… selah!
It’s always not so clear when you’re on the chosen and right path, it’s more or less when you look back and see that Daddy’s always got it all figured because he ain’t in time. He’s not a dead God. We know we die because we live in time. Time defined our death. But he’s a living God! Not dead! Not timed! He’s out of time, he sees it all! That’s why the “mortal” man can’t understand God or his ways
I got my long-awaited answer. What is our purpose? Fulfilling our purpose: man in the image of God is the completion of creation and fulfilment of rest