BEAUTIFUL LIFE

The valley of decision is quite the place to be. It can be very irritating and yet very hilarious at the same time. Lately I have found myself at such a place where the crossroads are so extreme that whichever route I choose to take leaves a permanent impression on me psychologically. Heck even emotionally, it has taken its toll on me. It is in this valley of decision that I have met the most selfish elements of people I hardly expected and the most loving elements still of people I have not expected. I have watched people who thought my life depended on them dwindle into hardly the dusty residue of a high speed car on life’s freeway. I have equally watched people who were just but a speck graduate into such amazing sources of support that cannot be neglected. I would like to believe that life is made up of three kinds of people. Those who impact you, those you impact and those who waste your time. Every category has the right to exist right where they are in regard to you a...

This Sunday I visited at a Church which is not my regular Church to fellowship with them. It was, different like really different. Religion and faith aside it was different. The sermon was superb with the preacher talking about divine visitation, why and how it happens then he summed it up with intercession for our nation that God would visit our institutions. It was well delivered and he kept time which is a big issue for me. Anyhow, before offertory time the choir did a rendition of Detrick Haddon’s Amen and boy or boy, my ears were under prepared for what then ensued. It was brutal, brutal, brutal like literally speaking. The female tenor pitched not sang through the song. The soprano was too soft, the alto guy was too loud and the instruments were double loud. So the lead singer had to shout to out compete the instruments and I was seated near one of the speakers. The shocker for me was that there were no monitors near the choir so they by no means could have guessed wha...