Life in a Mug

LIFE IN A MUG

Sometimes last month as about 11pm, after rounding up my days work, I decided to make myself a hot cup of lemon tea before crashing. I boiled some water, poured into the mug and headed to my room to prepare the lemon tea. I had barely opened the door when the whole content of the mug emptied on my hands. I wanted to scream in pains, but I shocked myself by gently placed the mug on the floor and dashing to the kitchen to run my hands over the faucet.

I learnt a lot from this experience.

1. Life do not happen

Bloggers Diary

#PastorsSeries

i started this series on facebook some months back about my encounter with a pastor and the response i got was very overwhelming. People shared their stories with me and i was shocked at the level of rotin the house of God'.

We live in a society that is very judgemental. It is not easy being a woman either too as people are ready to throw the victim jibe at you. The victim always get victimised and as such we are all sworn to a code of silence. So we keep quiet and the abuser gets emboldened to do more which gets the cycle repeated.

Stories shared on the Bloggers Diary are real life occurences

Episode 1


Oh baby!!! You get mind oooooooo.. See the kind skirt u dey wear go church.. My neighbor hailed me
Oge u don start abi.. Shey this skirt short for your eyes..
Chai!!! See yellow laps oooo. Any skirt wey pass your knee na short skirt and you come fair join
Ehn!! Leave am like that..
Sha pray for me oooo
I don hear you... You no go church today as u don do all night
yesterday.yeye geh
Laughter...

One hour later:
If you have given your life to Christ before and have backslid.. This is the time to rededicate your life to Christ, the pastor called out again.. The choir serenaded the song "I surrender all" coupled with the blend of different chords from the instrumentalist. The atmosphere was double charged with the anointing.. I looked towards the alter and some people had already heeded the alter call.. The pastor announced again that he was doing the alter call for the last time .. I was stirred in the spirit and I knew this moment shouldn't pass me by..I thought about how bad I have backslidden since I gave my life to Christ and decided den that I would heed the call.
First step, then the second and I marched my way to the alter. I was the last person. After the prayers and short counselling, we were admonished, given a card to fill before setting us free to join the rest of the congregation.

Five Hours Later...
Walking down to my friends place to proofread my assignment and print for submission Monday morning..still donned in my Sunday attire
Honk! Honk!! Hey young lady.. He called
I turned around to a man sitting in a car and signalling for my attention..
"Good evening sir"
"How you feeling now? You must be lighter and free"
Confused face
"I see you havent changed your attire"
"Don't you recall my face, I was the pastor who prayed for you today at the alter call"
"Oh!... Okay, I feel good now"
"Do you stay around here"
"Yea, two streets away"
"That's wonderful, can I have your number"
"Sure Pastor"

24 hours later..
"Taranran taranran ta... My Nokia phone rang
Checks Caller.
Pastor Paul
Picks call
"Good afternoon sir"
" Hello Vivien, how you doing"
"I'm fine sir"
"How was lectures today"
"Great Sir"
"Are you back from school"
"Yes sir"
"Can you come to the church office, I have something for you"
"Okay pastor"
Thirty Minutes later..
"Ah, Vivien.. You are here.. Have your sit...
..Small small talks...
...Brings out a book...
"Have this book Vivien..
"Thank you Sir.. Looks at title..(Secrets to Overcoming Sexual temptation).. Why is he giving me this I thought
"Let me address the book as a gift to you... He then scribbled.. From Pastor Paul to Vivien Obidike with Love..
Dated: ........
Make sure you read it
"I will sir"

Small talks...here and there.. Took my leave 5 minute later.

Episode 2... coming shortly

You don't need Validation From Anyone to be happy.

This is one of the headlines today - 22 years old slams critics as she is about to wed 58 year old

I don't think it is necessary that we begin to explain our choices to anyone. The incredible urge to explain to people around you why you had to make certain choices that makes you happy is really ridiculous.

You don't need any validation from anyone to live your life the best way that you can.

I read of recent the explanation Stephanie gave on why she waited three years to get pregnant and I thought to myself that it was really not necessary. You don't owe anyone anything. People will definitely talk because it is the nature of man to do so. After all the rants, your life is still YOURS alone to live, YOURS alone to account for, YOURS alone to make the most out it.

Quit this irristible urge to always explain to people who do not really care about you, people who only throw stones from afar because they lives are too empty and they seek for every means to justify their miserable lives.

Stowaway Teenager in Lorry's Wheel

This tragic scene shows a desperate young illegal immigrant who nearly died after curling up inside a lorry's spare WHEEL. The determined teenage stowaway hid inside half of a spare wheel in the false bottom of the vehicle. 

Spanish police said the young man could have suffocated because of the lack of air in the cramped space, petrol fumes and the scorching heatwave where temperatures have hit 40 degrees. 

He was found by customs officers at Aduana de Beni-Enzar in Melilla where thousands of immigrants are trying to get across the border.

One boy was recently discovered hidden in a suitcase whilst others have unbelievably climbed into car engines or hidden under lorry axles. The stowaway pictured above was however not alone. Officers found two other immigrants in the same vehicle, both hidden in cramped spaces in a hidden compartment under the floor of the lorry.

They are all of sub-Saharan nationality aged between 18 and 25. All three had to be given first-aid at the scene as officers feared they could die. 

Police said

More Than Your Body

"The best gift a woman would give a man is her virginity. If you do this, he would love you forever and chances of breaking up or cheating on you will be slim"

When I was in my teenage years, I heard a lot on the quote above but I never believed it then and will not believe it now. I was a free spirit, I always asked "what if" and was reminded of how it is, should be and why it should be left that way.

Still here today..still questioning and dismissing lots of things held by a large percentage of persons

I believe Sex isn't a Gift..
Your hymen isn't a gift to any man
Sex is an Art..An Art of Pleasure

Why should

Bloggers Diary - An Unforgettable Night

After much persuasion, I had to attend the vigil to please my mom..Who knows, the reason why I haven't made millions or married a billionaire might be revealed that night. I wouldn't want to miss it for anything.
I wore the longest skirt I owned, donned a shirt and was off to the life-changing vigil of the year..or so i thought.

The service started with praise, not the usual kind of songs praising God but those that seem more like warfare. I asked my neighbour if the pastor was around and was replied in the Negative.. I sighed. I thought there were different kind of praise songs depending on the segment being ushered into. I looked around and realised that my below the knee skirt was a micro mini compared to the larger than life curtains

Hard Truths

Some deaths are not ordained by God. So when you hear your pastor say 'God gives and God takes', just take it as one of those consolatory talks especially when the cause of death is self-inflicted.

When you follow doctrines that forbids you to take blood transfusion that would save your life. Don't say "God takes" cos he would be shaking his head at your brazen show

Justified

‘But you asked me not to leave’ I said in an usually calm voice
‘yes we did because it was for your own….’
‘I listened to you… didn’t i? see where it got me to’
‘we are going to get the best lawyers for you’
‘I don’t need your help’
‘Nana, but….’
‘Sergeant’ I screamed ‘take me back to my cell’
‘George has been arrested for questioning,
‘what!!!’ I shouted in stunned disbelief ‘how, when, why’ I said in a rush
‘Young lady, keep moving’ the officer gave me a little nudge

Seated in my cell with other inmates, I thought about my mum, about George and I suddenly felt tired . I flashed back to the incident that has shaped and defined my life and I felt no tinge of guilt, remorse or shame. I felt peace so divine. It was the best thing I have ever done in the last eight years. I felt so elated, so happy and cared less about the outcome of the trial. I felt so fulfilled. Finally, I have finally done something with my life.

I smiled as I pictured the look in his eyes as he begged me. His expression miffed with shock, disbelief and fear. The surge of power that engulfed me as I sunk the sharp