Tuesday, February 24, 2015


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 as a person and each category is useful. However, one has to learn where to strike the balance between who they impact, who impacts them and who does not necessarily make a difference.

I fear that I have gotten to the point where the people who do not make a difference, I have to literally push to the side and ignore them because in this valley of decision, they are the cause of unnecessary stress. Yes, I totally mean that.
Obviously people will have opinions but I reserve the right to take what is important and discard whatever else does not build me.

If there is one thing I am grateful for though, it is the companionship of the Spirit of God. For every time people have decided to be fake and selfish, he has been super cool and selfless. Oh yes He has and has made it even so much easier for me to trust Him and His will and wait for those who He has deemed relevant to my season.

I believe that every single amazing person has not found their way into my life by chance but by the guidance and leadership of the Spirit of God. So while I may say this season has shown me the hearts of man, it has also shown me a gracious God who uses men to bless men. I have encountered God in people in the most powerful of ways and I have come to the realization that man is extremely frail and powerless. I have also come to the realization that man wielded to the will of God is unstoppable and able to do pretty much all things through Christ who strengthens us.

If you ever find yourself in the valley of decision, don’t be moved by the storm but be confident that the God you serve, He’s saved people before and He will not let you die in your movie. Cheers!!!


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 what they sounded like but even more I looked around and I seemed to be the only uncomfortable person in the place. Everyone else was enjoying or not minding the performance. The people in the sound booth seemed unbothered by the volume levels of the different things happening. It was really strange for me.

So I had service, finished, moved out but the performance kept bellowing in my head like woaah! I am still asking myself what, how? And its not that I expected to hear Detrick himself but I atleast would have hoped to hear something neat and practiced. I am not in any way saying they did not practice the song because I am sure a lot of time and effort was put into preparation for the special but mayne no! they could have and should have done better.

I’m pretty sure that practice cannot have sounded much different from what was delivered but was it that they were super excited about the song or that that’s usually how it is?
I really sometimes wish that as the body of Christ we could aspire to greater things because really, if some unsaved person that is crazy about music passed by during the performance, they would not have thought twice about continuing to where they were going.

We have been gifted tremendously in this Kingdom of God but we need to step up and steward our gifting accordingly. The singer can have vocal training or just do their own vocal exercise though its more motivating as a team. The team leaders (read music directors) should determine what the choir can do and what they cannot do. If the song has not been nailed at practice, the performance won’t just magically become good. Choose another song better suited to the choir’s level of vocal maturity and be wise about which back-ups stand on the microphones.

Find out individual singers’ strengths and weaknesses and place them strategically on the team for a full, beautiful sound. Not every singer can lead a song and not every singer can back up especially not if they have not had the necessary training as a singer. Every singer has a different vocal range and vocal maturity and should therefore be helped accordingly and placed strategically.
But hey, that’s just what I think. Have a beautiful week people!