I want to start by asking you a question; `If something monumental happens in your life and you put it on the social media, take for instance Facebook, but nobody likes it or comments on it, did it really happen?’ I ask this, because I have seen people who had something great happen in their life, something worth celebrating which they actually celebrated and are happy about, but because they posted this thing on Facebook and nobody or very few people liked it and/or commented on it, they become so gloomy and sad almost as if that great thing never happened to them. This got me thinking about the fast-growing addiction and craving of we young people not just for social media validations, but societal attestation and approval.
Saturday, 13 October 2018
Sunday, 9 September 2018
OPERATION BLOW WAS A STUPID PLAN
Although,
my story is not as exciting as the Green Arrow’s, I believe I started out like
Oliver Queen this year. Maybe, not exactly to save Nigeria or even Port
Harcourt, I needed to save myself. From what exactly? You see, I had
just finished National Service and was plunged into unemployment. I am not even
joking. This was legit one of the craziest
phases of my life. Guys, there was no law firm that I did not apply to in Abuja, even lagos sef.
I was so busy applying for jobs that you
might as well say I was employed by unemployment itself 😔 Then, I started going around with folders too
oo. Even with that, do you know that there were some firms that I went to with
my CV, by the time I entered the office, I had to ask myself this one na kitchen abi na office? 😂😂. Nobody told me to carry my CV and run from
those places. Those are the types of firms that you will be the one paying the
owner salary😂😂. But truthfully, the worst thing about
the whole process was that most of the firms were not getting back to me. They
initially weren’t even dignifying my application with a response. It was like I was applying to another universe. Please Guys, when we own our law firms in the
future, can we not do this? The least
you can do is reply the applicant. A simple "your application was unsuccessful" would suffice. Why would
you ignore my application abeg? Am I a ghost? 😂 Let me just tell you people the truth, "dat thing is rude, And Jesus is coming soon, you better repent"
Sunday, 5 August 2018
A WORTHLESS CURRENCY: MONEY
Other than the fact that my name is Ijeoma Unachukwu, people seem to think that there are a lot of things not igbo about me. First, they say, "Ijeoma, how is a right handed Igbo girl like you only able to count money with her left hand?" I know right? How is that a thing sef? Apparently, my Igbo friends say it points to my grave disrespect for money. They make it look a taboo, like when you collect something from an elder with your left hand.😂😂 Is it that deep?
When I look back, maybe they were right. Maybe I didn’t value money as much as I should have. Because I almost always had enough or knew the people that did. And as long as I was able to take care of myself, that was enough for me. But something changed this year. And it would have changed for anybody who started out this with year like I did: unemployed. All of a sudden Money had value. And this girl could miraculously count money with every part of her body including her toes sef.😂 Don’t get me wrong oo, I wasn’t hungry and begging. It was anything but that. There was just so much to do and money felt like a great obstacle to doing them. Kai, money did me strong thing. I mean I was so worried I was having sleep disorders. I did not sleep for 3 good nights. Guys, it was only in this year I knew this saying was no joke: Them get some kind sickness wey only bank alert fit cure. Walahi, I was having a melt down.😞 So much worry, still no money. So I told myself "Ijeoma, issa wrap! I'm not doing again. I don't have the money"
But one day as I desperately flipped through scripture to steady my mind, I saw an almost archaic verse that usually meant nothing to me. You cannot serve God and money at the same time. You will hate one and love the other. Stay with me, stay with me, I'm not about preaching. I could see the over familiar stale words in black ink but for some reason, I could hear something more profound in my heart. It couldn’t be me he was talking to. Abi did anybody see me pursuing money, greedily or not paying my tithe?, 👀👀 As I tried to gloss over the passage again, I realized I was stuck. Maybe, there was more to this text. Maybe I didn’t have to be greedy or stingy to serve money. Maybe, there was another group of people who still ingeniously served money: Most them products of their experiences, people who had gone through life managing money at every point. Maybe they had gone overboard and now money was managing their dreams. Worse of all, maybe they didn't know.
Now I’m sure you are saying, Ijeoma keep quiet joo, does that mean that money is somebody's god? But what makes a god a god mbok? Isn’t it the fact, that you let it dictate what you can or cannot do? Your capabilities and limitations? Ok, let me explain. Asides from my recent weight gain,(please its not your business) the only reason I am not dressed like the flash running up and down, is because God has placed a limitation on my speed. So despite all my appeals to God, I have to walk from point A to B like every other mortal in slow motion. Why? because by God's design I don’t have the capacity to run like the flash. I just can’t do it because he says I can’t. Now when you let the presence or otherwise of money dictate whether you can start a business, go to school or amount to anything in life, no be god be that?
I know some of you are still thinking you are not a part of this group. But how many times have you let lack of money stop you from doing what you really want to do or pursuing a dream. How many business ideas have you let money kill? Dreams of furthering education massacred? Because each time you do this: let money tell you what you can or cannot have, you are no different... drops mic
As the previous chairman of this covert money serving group, adjusts my agbada, I feel like I still have to give you a brief profile, just in case you want to know what they really look like. For these people eh, when they have money, they worry about losing it and don’t use it to pursue their dreams, and when they don’t have it, they worry about how to get it. In other words, they are too much of a boss, that money can't win with them. Their case is really in heaven. In my opinion, what they really serve is the presence or lack it. And for some reason, when they don’t have it they feel paralyzed, like they can't do jack. So in reality, what they are saying is that the extent to which they can go in life is dependent on how much money they have in their wallet. Eventually, their sense of lack overwhelms them so much that they despise God.
But can I say the truth? The thing is when you let money determine your potential in life, you forget that most of the greatest people on earth used what we generally referred to as nothing to gain everything. I think it shows that perhaps the currency for your dreams may not be money. And maybe, just maybe, if you had the right mindset, what you have i.e, your determination and skill set, may just be enough to get you what you need which includes, money. Selah. Abeg pause and think about this paragraph. Its deep
I have said all these to say one thing. You may not have all the money in the world but you do have a choice. Its either you choose God or money. And if you really choose God to be your God, I’m sure you will realize that asides from being a speedster, there are really no limits. No impossibilities. So do you know what I do now, when I hear lack yelling so loud in my heart trying to intimidate me or my dreams and I am tempted to worry about all the things I may never do or the heights I may never attain because I lack money, I remind my self of one thing, I serve God not money and then I continue on my course. Only God determines my limits and I will become every single thing he says I will become. So let me tell you the truth, Guys, we have to pursue our dreams. Just start out, Money will never come until you do.
However, I wish to proffer you a more superior and infallible currency. A currency that defiles all money, cash and cheque, just because it can fetch you the world and a whole lot more: Faith, for with it, Everything is possible and that includes your dreams...
Never give up!
Thank you for reading. Please if this has helped you in any way, can you please share? Can you also comment on what money has stopped you from doing? and what you didn't let money stop you from doing. I know I would like to learn from you!
When I look back, maybe they were right. Maybe I didn’t value money as much as I should have. Because I almost always had enough or knew the people that did. And as long as I was able to take care of myself, that was enough for me. But something changed this year. And it would have changed for anybody who started out this with year like I did: unemployed. All of a sudden Money had value. And this girl could miraculously count money with every part of her body including her toes sef.😂 Don’t get me wrong oo, I wasn’t hungry and begging. It was anything but that. There was just so much to do and money felt like a great obstacle to doing them. Kai, money did me strong thing. I mean I was so worried I was having sleep disorders. I did not sleep for 3 good nights. Guys, it was only in this year I knew this saying was no joke: Them get some kind sickness wey only bank alert fit cure. Walahi, I was having a melt down.😞 So much worry, still no money. So I told myself "Ijeoma, issa wrap! I'm not doing again. I don't have the money"
But one day as I desperately flipped through scripture to steady my mind, I saw an almost archaic verse that usually meant nothing to me. You cannot serve God and money at the same time. You will hate one and love the other. Stay with me, stay with me, I'm not about preaching. I could see the over familiar stale words in black ink but for some reason, I could hear something more profound in my heart. It couldn’t be me he was talking to. Abi did anybody see me pursuing money, greedily or not paying my tithe?, 👀👀 As I tried to gloss over the passage again, I realized I was stuck. Maybe, there was more to this text. Maybe I didn’t have to be greedy or stingy to serve money. Maybe, there was another group of people who still ingeniously served money: Most them products of their experiences, people who had gone through life managing money at every point. Maybe they had gone overboard and now money was managing their dreams. Worse of all, maybe they didn't know.
Now I’m sure you are saying, Ijeoma keep quiet joo, does that mean that money is somebody's god? But what makes a god a god mbok? Isn’t it the fact, that you let it dictate what you can or cannot do? Your capabilities and limitations? Ok, let me explain. Asides from my recent weight gain,(please its not your business) the only reason I am not dressed like the flash running up and down, is because God has placed a limitation on my speed. So despite all my appeals to God, I have to walk from point A to B like every other mortal in slow motion. Why? because by God's design I don’t have the capacity to run like the flash. I just can’t do it because he says I can’t. Now when you let the presence or otherwise of money dictate whether you can start a business, go to school or amount to anything in life, no be god be that?
I know some of you are still thinking you are not a part of this group. But how many times have you let lack of money stop you from doing what you really want to do or pursuing a dream. How many business ideas have you let money kill? Dreams of furthering education massacred? Because each time you do this: let money tell you what you can or cannot have, you are no different... drops mic
But can I say the truth? The thing is when you let money determine your potential in life, you forget that most of the greatest people on earth used what we generally referred to as nothing to gain everything. I think it shows that perhaps the currency for your dreams may not be money. And maybe, just maybe, if you had the right mindset, what you have i.e, your determination and skill set, may just be enough to get you what you need which includes, money. Selah. Abeg pause and think about this paragraph. Its deep
I have said all these to say one thing. You may not have all the money in the world but you do have a choice. Its either you choose God or money. And if you really choose God to be your God, I’m sure you will realize that asides from being a speedster, there are really no limits. No impossibilities. So do you know what I do now, when I hear lack yelling so loud in my heart trying to intimidate me or my dreams and I am tempted to worry about all the things I may never do or the heights I may never attain because I lack money, I remind my self of one thing, I serve God not money and then I continue on my course. Only God determines my limits and I will become every single thing he says I will become. So let me tell you the truth, Guys, we have to pursue our dreams. Just start out, Money will never come until you do.
However, I wish to proffer you a more superior and infallible currency. A currency that defiles all money, cash and cheque, just because it can fetch you the world and a whole lot more: Faith, for with it, Everything is possible and that includes your dreams...
Never give up!
Thank you for reading. Please if this has helped you in any way, can you please share? Can you also comment on what money has stopped you from doing? and what you didn't let money stop you from doing. I know I would like to learn from you!
Saturday, 9 June 2018
THE EXODUS 2
“Aunty you no dey see
road”
“Ah ah, oga, I am sorry” I got so lost in thought that I bumped into a plantain chips hawker. He was so angry😡. It was almost like he wanted me dead instantly.
And for some reason, instead of retaliating, I understood his plight. It was a Nigerian thing. We all had something to be angry about. If it wasn’t the
government, it was the bad roads or the super eagles who travelled all the way to Russia to "fall down" through out a world cup match. Let's not even talk
about NEPA abi PHCN, who refused to give us common light to watch the match sef😒
Tuesday, 29 May 2018
THE EXODUS
As I looked on unexcited
in the midst of the vibrant Pentecostal pew, I let myself get swooped away in
my pool of thoughts. Don’t get me wrong, the revered man of God was preaching
with so much profundity.👏👏 Actually it was his trademark. He was one of those men
whose words got you so high you’d think you could fly. But, after so many years
of hearing the same thing in different shades and mannerisms, perhaps I was
tired of jumping up and down😑. Ride on
Sir!, Preach it! the young man behind me kept yelling and jumping frantically.
"Sir,
please you are spitting on me" I said as I turned to wipe my neck. "like its only you that came to church", I murmured as I turned to face my front annoyed. 😒😒😒
Saturday, 20 January 2018
PANIC ALERT
"No No No....this can't be happening
again”. I tried to force air through my
lungs for the umpteenth time. The white bathroom walls were rapidly closing in
on me again. I couldn’t breathe. I really couldn’t breathe. It felt like
someone had knotted my thoracic cavity into a perfect bow. My black suit felt tight.
My inner wear too. Everything felt tight! I needed to strip, but I was in
the office. I ran cold water through my braided wig for some relief. Dang! I
threw the wig to the dark blue tiled floor. I turned off the water faucet
while I held on to the washing hand basin for support. "Ijeoma, you
will be fine”, was all I could unconvincingly mutter while I tried to look at
what was left of me in the mirror. My vision had depleted over the weeks from
my poor eating habits. I looked horrible. How was it that
I had done all these to myself? I mean, No one beat me. I wasn’t owing
money. Didn’t join a cult that was after my life either. I was just really
afraid. It was a type of fear I had never felt before. Fear that felt so
tangible, scathed my mind and terrorized me with a worse
possibility, “ What if I had just made the biggest mistake of my life".😱😱😱😱
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