Month: September 2013

CHURCH MONEY!!!

#DIsclaimer: I am not an employee of any church community neither am I dreaming to run one. I’m just a full blown christian using my God given freedom to speak on my view on the usage of church money.

It’s a pity that it is now common to hear negative comments against the church community- ‘this pastor is just using our money for personal business’ ‘that pastor is cruising with our tithe’. True as it may seem, please if you are not spell bound in a place, leave there and relocate. Yes! go somewhere else; where you would be comfortable with whatever mode of conduct they operate with. While you are at it, read my view on church money usage hehehehehehe

Olrito!

The church I now belong with is a mega cool church. It rocks inside-out; you know, like that description of a virtuous 10/10 babe (at least that is how it is to me). You could actually take a day off and decide to lounge in church(aside ‘spiritual’ matters). It is comfortable, down to the rest rooms, with security guys watching over your stuff…

 

So, with this is mind, we agree that money is needed for it’s maintenance, right? Why then do we ‘blindly’ complain about the misuse of church money. Do we not see the ‘lush’ before us (that is if your church is anything like mine winks)? That even when we flee the ‘heated mosquito nights’ and run to church for different ‘vigils’, we actually enjoy cool nights in church as a result of the beautiful workings of the AC down to the toilets? Do we not feel guilty when we don’t contribute to foster stuff like this yet freely enjoy them?

People of the church, it is not like you are given an amount to offer in church, neither are you compelled to offer anything at all. It is actually a give as you can stuff; but when we want to use it, we use it as we can and never complain of misusing church things. Infact, it is at points like this that we claim full membership of the church(like seriously). We know we would pay heavily if it were a hotel or stuff like it. Why do we let material things come between us and God? Well that question is actually between you and God.

As for me, I know where my church money goes. It goes to the maintenance of my church facilities and the running of its organograms

our church nairas are being used well so stop the panic. lol.

On a more serious note though, I think we know all these that I’m ranting about but maybe, somehow, we just always¬† look foward to what/whom to transfer our aggressions; and because the church community is a representation of the body of Christ ( who would give you the left cheek after you have slapped the right…), we freely burst them there. This is unfair.

You that complain about money laundering in church, I thnk if you do not have a proof, please work on yourself and stop assuming that the society or the church is up against you. And for all of us in general, it might not be church money that is bothering us. It might be lesser or greater things, but let us work on the states of our hearts so that we can walk in and enjoy the liberty that God has called us into.

Let us not let worthless things burden us so that we can smile better and live healthier.

Like the pastor of that my rocking church will say, do one kind thing today and let God bless you.

winks

(please if this does not concern you, do not embrace it)

TO FEAR OR NOT TO FEAR

This one be like pidgin. lol.

Sha, straight to the point. Yesterday, I witnessed fear; I didn’t have N50 to spare, so I trekked from Ojota to Maryland (Lagos) for the first time in my life, and passing that flyover was very fearful(please don’t ever try it); the breeze from the speeding BRT buses almost blew me away if not for God ( for those that think BRTs run slowly, just trek next to it and prove me right). In fact, we were only 3 trekkers on that highway- I, a not so sound man and one of these regular Lagos hustlers. While I admired the guts of these ” guys, I was scared I was going to either be blown away by the buses or fall off the bridge(and die on one of those random faeces yuk)

Anyway, I continued my journey, reached my destination soundly, and I wont try it again… at least I hope so

So today, I witnessed fear again, but this time around, it was from my colleagues in my German class( I’m learning German: multilingual lady).

My class is filled with sparkling guys and babes- tushed peeps; married and single; yet most of these people become fearful in pronouncing German words when all they need do is follow the instructor while looking into their books and saying what they see in the ways the words makes sense to them. Rest assured hausaufgaben buchstabieren etc are not funny when pronouncing it for the first time, but to me, it is the student’s privilege to leave the correction job for the teacher, hence, give voice to whatever is in your mind and let the teacher correct you. But it seems that like me on that Ojota/Maryland highway, my colleages do not want to spare their 50bucks(their voice and other things), so they walk in the fear of being blown away by BRT buses and falling into shit. And guess what, these guys always look for who is laughing at them or who is waiting for their downfall( bla bla… excuses) just like I was expecting the next bus to destroy me or to miss step and fall…

It might not be german words for you. It might be something greater or lesser than that, but please give it all it takes and overcome that fear. Let’s not let fears hinder us from great achievements.

So, see you above your fears…