Intune and Attuned

What makes me think I have an obligation to keep writing and posting on this blog…well the answer is simple it’s my blog, and it carries my name, I created it and thus I have a responsibility to keep it functional; well if I decide to stop writing now, it won’t make sense to have created the blog, and taken all the pain to write, and post…..This is the way I view man and God. The other day I got into a pretty nasty discussion; we were talking about purpose, and this guy got so worked up when I was asking him about purpose. He asked me why I was asking him what his purpose is, when thousands are hungry; people do not have homes to sleep, poverty and wars going on….. At this point I paused, I had never tot about it that way. All this while it’s been about me and purpose, I saw purpose as a personal thing, I’ve never tot of asking a hungry child what his/her purpose is, I never tot of asking the beggar on the street what his purpose his. Well Deepak m...

I must say it makes a whole lot of sense leaving your locale to visit another habitat; in other words I mean it makes sense when you leave your country to another. You know apart from the fact that I came here for a course, and I probably can’t see the purpose of being here right now...lol; I was able to see the way people outside my local domain think and rationalize. Apart from local Indians , I met 5 other foreigners, and I wish I had a tape recorder every time I spoke to them, so I could play it back and probably laugh if it was funny, learn when I have to and straighten out crooked point if warranted to…lol When I think about the conversations we had, I imagine what God would be have been doing (probably laughing). The conversations started from nothing, became a big issue, and ended with little or no conclusions...lol (the dialogue could be likened to science’s description of man’s evolution and the prediction of man’s end). Basically, having to listen to a Congolese guy who is o...

Approximately 10 days from now I’ll be on my way out of India, and I just want to share some funny/major experiences. After I cleared from immigration and their likes @ d Airport, coming out with my luggage, I met this guy who was obviously Nigerian, and sure he was either a cab man, or someone who wanted to make quick money that early morning. Well, I ignored him! Am sure u are wondering why; well the manner of approach was terrible, he spoke in pigin, was too confident, and not gentle @ all. A few steps to a phone booth and I meet an Indian guy, who is gentle and sweet( don’t get nasty tots) he approaches me with a mannerism close to professional, but good enough to get a customer for the day. My call didn’t get through, and he drove me to a hotel, where I was charged 2,600 rupees, for less than 6 hours. Okay that was my first encounter of Indian 419’s……lol, as I later learned it was pretty expensive for the sort of hotel. Well I guess my expectation of the Institute, and the country...

Purple & White I t just dawned on me that the colour of my blog page is still pink and purple. Well just so you’ll know pink is in no way one of d colours dt I really like; but the purple is a significant colour for me, put it this way purple and white, it’s like a brand colour…..lol. Well sometimes last year before service, Which was when I created this blog, I attended the school of productivity, and I was crazy to be productive, I just wanted to get productive; my first strategy was branding; Purple & White - brand colour. I was going to get a complimentary card, I don’t know if complimentary is d rite word; let’s just say a business/complimentary card: it would contain all dt I had ability to do….lol. It was not going to be a company/enterprise kind of thing, it would av been just abt me and my abilities (what I could do as me, enjoying it and making some cash for myself). Well somehow Purple & White still remains the colour, but I got no complimentary / business c...

S ometimes in May, precisely before my B-day, i had a talk with my Dad, and you know we talked, i mean we really talked...sorry i just must have forgotten abt dis...sometimes in January the marriage thing was a big discussion btw my Dad & myself...so i guess as the year was drawing closer to the end, and service year coming to an end, the getn married thing was clearing off my mind....funny ehn. Okay i talked to pupsie abt gettn a good job after service, knowing that Oceanic Bank didn't av plans, even when i got a word from God concerning it. So i tot to myself, i cld go technical, do wat i studied in school, but Networking...and so began my search for a networking Institute in India. Got an institute b4 the end of that month and i paid a total of $300 for registration....Now all d while i was not consciously asking God if it was his will, hey but i knew deep on my inside that it wasn't God's will, even right now i know it.. Hey but there's no point crying over spi...

Before i start let me let yall know that i kind of consider thinking as one of my hobbies, by this i mean serious and effective pondering/meditation. Okay in recent times, i have come to realize that my life is based on God's grace. I am not being religious here, but its a summary of my life. Think you can handle the break down, then here you go: I was born to 2 individuals with personalities that are different but complimenting. Mum is more of Melancholy, while Daddy is a Choleric, the equation makes me a MelChol; just so you would know, my temperament is Holy Spirit Controlled. So you really can guess the sort of person I am; driven with compassion and also passion to fulfill purpose. Grace number 1 i got was tat i knew Christ as early as age 5, and i knew the Holy Spirit, even if i was not conscious of it, now i know it was the Holy Spirit. My parents never really allowed us out, except it was necessary or it was a family outing, and so i grew up Loving me, and relying on the Ho...