Everyday Jesus wants us to be Careful with the Ministry of Teaching (1 cor 12:8, 1Tim 1:3-7,Acts6:10,Acts 9:1,2, 18:24-28, 2Tim 3:7,813b-15)


I was once privileged to have teachers of varying abilities. Some of them were enthusiastic about what they were doing that it reflected in the way they taught us. You could literally see their pain as they try to salvage the conditions of those that were bodily present but never learnt a thing. They cried, (and sincerely we assumed it was), wolf. We thought that their dilemma was uncalled for. We thought they had lost it and turned to determine wielding the cane as their panacea. How wrong we had been all along and never knew. We were wise in foolishness and accused the wise ones of folly. 

  The short account I artlessly delivered to you is just a preface to a little hazy discussion I intend that we would have. 


  Jesus is our teacher. Honestly speaking, he had the first set of Christians directly under his tutelage but coincidentally, just like my teacher, he had occasions where he was completely dissatisfied with the “never-learning” life of his students that he had to boldly say to them, “until now, una never sabi this mata”. He expected to have a group of forever improving students, the kind you can call polymaths or savants considering how much of himself he had invested in them. He had taught them by one of the best teaching methods, Guided Inquiry, when he looked back and saw that the Lecture Method he employed in teaching them back at the mount had little or no effect. His long but punchy lecture only got them cheering him on but when he rested his case, the only thing they went home with was his authoritative tone while delivering the lecture; they went home with no new lesson learnt, defeating the Instructional Objectives  of the Emeritus Professor.


So, he did a kind of sifting to reduce the class size of his disciples and as you know, “many were called but only few (the twelve) survived the screening”, to be taught to teach. After the programme had ended and Jesus made up his mind to retire from teaching undergraduate students, he told them to go scouting for students from all over the world and make sure that they were taught pass the fundamentals of our faith.


Many enthusiasts ran into the street preaching from “hear-say” the truth they never had as a reality. Technicians like the Seven Sons of Sceva also joined the mob only to get embarrassed by stubborn, masked reagents. Other people he really never commissioned took it upon themselves to become his marketers (though they never studied marketing), selling his goods to the public; painting the wrong picture as they were already outdated in terms of the new breakthrough in Heaven’s Education. In case you still want to doubt, when you cross the bridge ask Bro. Apollos who boldly and accurately taught the old Research Method. Well don’t be too quick to condemn the actions of that loving brother, we were all at that same level and if people like Priscilla and Aquila who proved that they have been taught by Jesus by not shushing us but patiently updating us never came to our resources, we would have continued on the woolgathering venture. They understood what Jesus implied when he said that those who are not against him are actually for him. They remembered how patient and loving Jesus has always been when it comes to the ministry of putting us right in the face of misconceptions.


And sorry, Paul, aka The Killer, saw that too. Believe it or not, it’s stale news telling you that Paul persecuted the Church because he was “law-loving” thinking that he was “God-loving”. So, the next time an opportunity came to show how abreast he was with the new spiritual law and his deeper revelation, he told little Tim to stay back and help people like me that might be walking straight into cuddle-sac of endless philosophizing to see their pit falls; not because he wanted them to be downgraded before their students nor to get more highly placed. He just wanted to show his love. He could not afford to sit on a professorial seat of Jesus Culture and watch the doctorate degree holders stuck at the point of no promotion courtesy of the wrong theories they kept on quoting in their works. He wanted to make sure they were sound spiritually in terms of insight, so that their students would not be academically poisoned. But I doubt if the aim of our correction is to promote faith from a pure heart or just to prove a point and get others defaced. Either ways, teachers beware.

TWS- THE EAGLE’S WAY

The Eagle gives us a perfect picture of how effective Rehab can be. The Eagle can live up to Seventy (70) years. To live this long, it goes through a process in its life. This process is not an easy one, it is a painful one.
The talons of an Eagle works properly for Forty (40) years. After Forty (40) years, its talons become weak. Thus, the Eagle will be unable to grab a prey. Its long and sharp beak also becomes bent. Its thick feathers become stuck to the chest due to its heavy wings. This makes soaring difficult. At this point in its life, it is left with only two (2) options; either to give up and die or go through a painful process of changes that lasts for about five (5) months.
If the Eagle chooses to live, it flies to the top of a mountain and sits on a nest. The first thing the Eagle does is to strike its beak against a rock so it can pull out. When that is done, it waits for a new beak to grow. The next process is to pluck out its talons. As in the first process, it waits for new talons to grow back. The third process is the plucking out of old and thick feathers, and also wait for them to grow back.
When all these painful processes are completed, the Eagle will then wait for Five (5) months to recover and renew its strength. It can then soar again and enjoy a renewed life for another thirty (30) years.
We are getting there.
Stay blessed.

#REHAB

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He found me…

…and just again I was disappointed. It felt like I slept through the journey and just when I thought I had landed, my hopes got crashed.
He, Mr Law, was really cool, even cooler you could chill drinks in him. He promised me satisfaction if I’ll continually obey. I could almost swear I had this locked in with a B and K because I was all ready to do what he wanted.
I gave in. Like a skin to a boil, I gave in for a swell time of my life.

I wanted to please him and earn his love and trust. But sooner than later, the usual dreaded realization dawned and I prayed to race out for it was all empty and void.
Worse still each try left me feeling so incompetent. He even made me see that it’s all my fault, all the time.
Maybe, I gotta get up and try and try and try…quitters never quit yea? 

I’ve tried many times but it just doesn’t seem to work.
Something tells me that there must be someone, yes that one guy…that guy that loves completely.

But where is he?

My Soul longs to see 

With him I crave to be

Maybe he exists only in my fantasy. 
Even if he does exist, how much longer should I wait?

How much more time do I have to spare?

“A woman’s time flies…” or so they say;

I hope I’ll still be in mine when he calls.
I am really tired of testing and trying, tasting and spitting out.

My soul gets parched each time I do.

I just hope I’ll still be in my time when he calls.
Still lost in the noise of my very own thoughts, Which had long started to sound like music, I didn’t realize I had wandered off into the road I once denied.

A road so broad yet lacked space.
In this vagabond state, unable to discern what the morrow holds and barely caring what happens next, I heard my name.
I was stunned ‘cos never before had my name sounded such harmony.

T’was the most beautiful sound that has ever walked into my ears. 
This voice so gentle yet strong and firm called for me to exchange my burdens for rest but having wandered so long, it sounded too good for trust…and again I felt there ought to be a price for it. Nothing goes for nothing.
In my state of doubt still, the voice beckoned. It still sounded too easy, I couldn’t give into that. My old lovers weren’t that nice.
The sweet voice persisted and then my eyes opened and I saw a spark of light which flickered in front of me.
Nothing and nobody can be compared to the one I saw standing in front of me when my eyes fully opened.

His eyes held so much love that penetrated and irrigated my soul.

The intensity of his tenderness was unbearable so that I fell, yes, I fell into his strong arms where my safety rests assured.

My head rested on a heart that beats for me and I drowned in a satisfaction that has never been conceived by nature.
I couldn’t help but ask Mr Grace where he had been all this while. As he spoke to me I saw his love. A love that is not affected by my inconsistencies. I didn’t even have to work for it…it was free! I just accepted it and that’s all I ever did.
He found me!

And sorry I was not in my time, I was in His.
-HIS Ruth

#EVERYDAYJESUS…IS THE TRUTH

Reading about it now may make no sense…seeing as the encounters cut across a large expanse of cultures,religion and time.
As I study the variables however ,
I soon discover me a constant, covered beneath paradigms that have been shaped by time and race in the telling.
Talk about the reality of the ‘Truth’…

One thing I’ve learnt about the truth is that nothing else is ‘ Realer’… than it.
So,running with that theory,come with me,let’s do a little time travel …..to a time before the A.D era..

Close your eyes and imagine….quickly

“You are on a boat with Jesus,and He is asleep.
Everything seems fine for a while, then suddenly
The winds decided they had somewhere they needed to be real quick ,but the waters would not let them pass in peace. Consequently a fight ensued and amid the snarling teeth of the turbulent waters and the biting wind,there lay this poor grass- your boat-underneath the feet of the two elephants.

Defeat,depicted by the depths to which you sink and then rise up for a few seconds….only to sink back again.
Tossed too and fro at the whims of a restless sea–the world.
See your boat sink as it filled in with water.
One man just went into the snarling embrace of the waves….
Say your last prayers, you’re gonna die.
Say your last prayers….to who?

That’s when you notice,HE’S STILL ASLEEP!
…like how could this things be?….You rush to His side with a mix of…what’s that emotion again?….exasperation?…confusion….awe
You’re thinking…’Dude…this boat is gone,how can You be asleep?…..then you say aloud….”Teacher,don’t You care that we’re gonna die?!”
Cut!

Come back to our time and see you. Your life….now.
Circumstances and turbulence on the news…
Scrutinize deeply to see your present predicament..

What is it?.

Failures. No cash. Unmet dreams and expectations. An ailment that defies medicine. Family fracas. A divorce. Obstacles on your path to destiny. Heartbreak. Lost contract…opportunity..a loved one lost…a besetting sin…an addiction…
What is it?

Name it…..
We are so good at being ‘real’…so count your failings.
Let’s do something we learnt in high school …..
Compare and contrast,
Discuss in details and give examples of how similar the scenarios are.
Your life and our time tour adventure….

I’ll ask a simple question,
What is the ‘truth ‘in both situations?
………………….think deeply and answer………………

Now let’s compare your answer to the real answer
John 14:6;
” Jesus said to him,’I am the way,the TRUTH,and life. No one comes to the father except through Me'”

Jesus said…I am the TRUTH
The TRUTH….the only real and and unchanging reality

From this I learn that ‘Truth’ is not an event or circumstance. Truth is a Person;Jesus!

1Corinthians 12:3;
” Wherefore, I give you to understand that no man speaking by the Spirit of God calleth Jesus accursed and that NO MAN CAN SAY THAT JESUS IS THE LORD BUT BY THE HOLY SPIRIT”

From this I learn that I can’t know the Truth of my circumstance except the Holy spirit reveals Him to me.

Like the disciples,we tend to look on the circumstances around us as the ‘truth’….
Bamboozled on every side, we cry out daily…
“Careth ye not that we perish?!”
But the Truth of the situation is revealed from God’s perspective by a sleeping Jesus,who knows that the waves cannot end His life.
He wakes up from His rest and scolds the fighting elements, like two naughty children….”Peace,be still”
I’m pretty sure He was thinking…”Shush! I’m trying to rest here after a long day. You just won’t keep shut….Now you’ve gone and scared these men!”
The Bible records, “And the wind ceased and there was a great calm”

I ask you again,in light of this light…
What is the ‘Truth’ of your situation?

Reflect and you’ll realize,
#EVERYDAYJESUS…..IS THE TRUTH!

He doesn’t just know the answer, HE IS THE ANSWER!…
To raging storms..
To bent old women..and lives..
To wine finished too early at a feast…or marriage
To a dead and buried Lazarus…or friendship
To an issue of blood that defied medicine…or cancer
To women with seven demons..or addictions..
To zealots that persecute the church or Boko Haram…
To age long feud…and wars…

#EVERYDAYJESUS…IS THE TRUTH

#EVERYDAYJESUS speaks well too

It takes a lot hard-heartedness for the prophets of Christendom in Nigeria today to carry on with their myopic denominationalism while the masses of faithfuls under their responsibilities suffer in the hands of thieves and looters who are ironically part of their congregations.
It is easy to perceive the epic perversion of our perspectives. We’ve all fallen from loving our neighbors as we do ourselves to loving our neighbors because we love ourselves. Instead of not casting away any person God has given us, we’ve let capitalism and shortsightedness teach us about life and righteousness.

Prophets ought to remind the people of their spiritual identity. Instead today’s prophets are focused on materialism while professing to be God’s mouthpiece. Slowly they have taught and indoctrinated a vast majority of their society to chase after all the wrong values. Politicians who the kings of today, Cheating capitalist who prey on the entire country with their connection to the helm of affairs all kneel and are blessed by ‘men of God’ who have chosen the way of greed and fraudulent opulence.

Prophecy when used appropriately is capable of fostering a general awareness of responsibility. People will be confronted with the reality of their acts done in the seeming darkness; these acts which damage both the image of the society and its name but also the distribution of resources. It also ought to be a sharp reminder of moral principles already established.
These effects of prophecy including social Justice and an awakened sense of responsibility will in turn drive the inhabitants of the society to inadvertently support and promote development without bias or fear, because even the law enforcement agents will work on cutting down on internal corruption.

This applies to all religions in the society.