....my oh so very random thoughts

Wednesday, 14 October 2015

God's Stellar Record

“He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?” Mark‬ ‭4:40‬ ‭NIV‬‬
The words from the passage jumped out at me. "Do you STILL have no faith?" STILL.....
In that moment I could imagine the frustration with his disciples, how can you imagine that you will drown with Jesus in your boat?
It took me a second to realize he was actually asking me, "after all this time, after all the ways I've proven myself to you, do you STILL not trust me completely"? In that moment I felt so ashamed.

I'm the type of person that likes to plan my day to a T. If I'm doing something or going somewhere, I like to know the when,what,how and where in explicit details. So I get a bit nervous when I don't know what's going to happen along the line or about things/situations I can't plan or control. So I worry.
I'm a worry wart. I worry when things don't go my way. I worry that they wouldn't. I worry about the future. I worry about worrying. And sometimes that worrying tends to translate into fear, which sometimes translates into panic.

The most recent being my board exams. It got to a point I realized I never had any positive thing to say when anyone asked me how it was going. All I did was whine and complain about how things didn't pan out as I expected. I remember on one occasion I was talking to my aunt about the exam and she said something that really struck me. She said "Records show that God has never failed you..." True words. So why was I STILL afraid? It was a big reality check for me.

And just as if to confirm his word, the very next day, a colleague of mine walked up to me in class and said "Don't worry, you will pass, I already see us in Abuja." And he walked away. I was a bit taken aback because he said it with such calm and conviction, almost like he perceived the conflicts going on in my mind.

After that day, an unusual peace washed over me, I can't explain it. And God kept to his word.

Dear person reading this, Records show that God is faithful, he has never failed you, you will make it again and again by his grace. He will be faithful to the end.
God bless you.

Monday, 14 September 2015

Netflix and Chill

"If a girl is alone with a guy in his room and he starts touching her intimately and she tells him to stop, and he stops, is the guy a  mumu (stupid)?"

That was the question a male colleague asked during a class discussion which he expected all the females to answer.
I recall being in a foul mood that day and on hearing the question I thought to myself "What in the hell kinda stupid question is that?! Surely he can't be serious? If not anything, that guy is a perfect gentleman"

Be that as it may, it was a legitimate/valid question, and it stirs troubling thoughts. Let me explain. Recently a slang has been making popular rounds on the Internet: "Netflix and Chill". Apparently it's supposed to be some sort of code for "come over to my house lets have sex, under the pretext of watching a movie" Sound familiar?

It's a play that guys have been using to prey on unsuspecting females for a long time, they just found a more fancy name for it. 
A guy invites a girl to his house to watch a movie and maybe gist with him or cook for him as the case may be. As per "let's hangout"  Alright so excited and eager to please female comes to his house with the intention of doing just and only that. Next thing you know he's touching her in places she is not comfortable with(behind close doors of cos because as we all know, that's only how cowards operate) Confused, scared or annoyed female tries to resist his advances and he gets defensive saying "Afterall is it not what you came here for" *insert flabbergasted emoji* 
Worse case scenario, he drugs her drink and has his way with her.

There seems to be some sort of unwritten code that if a girl comes to a guy's house unaccompanied, she is literally asking, in short, begging the guy to sleep with her, whether she actually says so or not. Says who? Were you raised by wild animals or what?

Young man, if she says stop touching me, I don't like it. Stop! 
Even if she is wearing the lowest cleavage and the tightest skirt, No actually means No! It is not a code word for "Please continue"
Anything after that is Rape. Don't allow the devil to use you.

It's all well and good to teach our females to carry themselves a certain way so that they can "find a good husband". But who is teaching our men to do the same?

Thursday, 3 September 2015

The Criteria For Death

My eyes hurt.

Driving in Nigeria, especially in Lagos, can be such a kill joy. It's a mixture of questionably sane drivers, bad roads and hellish traffic.
But if there is one thing Nigerian drivers fear on the road, it is driving besides or at the back of a trailer/tanker. I have a friend who literally freaks out if she's in a car that's too close to a trailer. Same with my mom, she stays as far away as possible from those things when she is driving. Safety reasons primarily.
So you can imagine my distress this morning when I read in the papers that a trailer fell off Ojuelegba bridge yesterday, crushing two cars and killing three people(an entire family)
First thing that came to my mind was "What the heck is a trailer doing driving on top of a bridge?" Never mind the fact that those innocent souls were nowhere near the trailer but somehow disaster managed to meet them still. Damn.

Which brings me to the peak of my frustration. Nigerians are too quick to say "Buhari this, Buhari that" yet we fail to realize that the problem of Nigeria is Nigerians. Obviously somebody should have been responsible for making sure that the container was latched properly to the trailer before putting it on the road. The driver shouldn't have been on that bridge in a very busy area for that matter. It took about 4hrs for the bodies to be recovered from under the trailer, speaks volumes of our piss poor emergency response system.
Please tell me is it Buhari that will come and supply us with common sense and a sense of responsibility? Aargh!

I don't know what the criteria for death is. But my prayer is that in these remaining few months of the year, we and our loved ones will never meet that criteria.

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