Showing posts with label Passion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Passion. Show all posts

Friday, February 3, 2012

Apologies


Baby Me With A Guilty Look
Hi Folks, 
I am sorry, indeed remorseful, for the long, long hiatus. Just as one who’s been rightly measured and found wanting, I am guilty. For since the middle of December I have been unable to ensure the flow of blog posts, not for lack of enthusiasm but a tight schedule, comprising of my work, my distance learning program and my church commitments. 

However, as I have come to decide, The Liv’2ROCK Company is as important, and for that I have devised, through mastery of time and planning, a way to a good comeback, with the continuity and unbroken service that you deserve.

Here is looking forward to an awesome 2012 as we continue in the adventure of discovering our better selves in Christ Jesus, the Author and Perfecter of Our Faith!

Yours sincerely,
Samuel

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Here Is My Heart - A Thousand Times

Since 2am, today, I have been hooked on this particular song, Here Is My Heart, by the band Jesus Culture. I have played it incessantly and sung along more than I can count - most of the time with my hands raised up to the heavens.

I can’t explain why, except that this song ignites the desperate longing to give all of my heart, my soul, my strength, and my mind to my Father and God who loved me first.

Though it is a very simple, short song, it is very true to the heart. I hope you enjoy listening, and I hope it means something to you too:

Artist: Jesus Culture
Album: Your Love Never Fails
Song: Here Is My Heart by Kim Walker


*Video, Courtesy Youtube.


Friday, November 25, 2011

Jealosi


From the beginning, it was quite clear where I was heading with my life. Like my mother, everyone thought I was sweet. I was the most lovable kid in Church, or so our Pastor would say. I guess he said so in a way to woo my widowed mother; but nonetheless, I think he was right, for my lovability abounded for all to see. For though I was the youngest choir member, and though learning the drums proved forever difficult, I was always the one who would come first to church to set up for rehearsals. I was that committed, I was that much of a Church Boy.

Happily, I was showered with much attention for being the last and only son. And for that, I was the envy of my three elder sisters. Particularly, Comfort, the eldest, would knock my head at any given chance, as if to remind me of my place. But mother would always come to the rescue, lessening the sting of my sister's abuse. She'd explain that my sister was suffering from a disease called jealosi. She reminded me that I was the one with a bright future and it was only natural for others to be green with envy. She said I had greatness inside of me, waiting to come out. “Just keep living your life to the glory of the good Lord”, she'd often say. I believed her, and I was truly inspired.


 As a result, I talked a great deal about how I wanted to become a chemical engineer and a doctor all at the same time. Chemical Engineering was going to be my passport into one of the oil companies in Nigeria – where the salaries were fat. As for becoming a doctor, I just wanted to be like Ben Carson, the world famous neurosurgeon who was black and successful. How I was going to achieve both feats was not my problem. I was just simply young and vibrant, and of course, mama's boy.

Friday, November 11, 2011

The Sanctified Soldier

It’s been a while since I’ve had a blown–off–the–face–of–God’s–earth experience with a song. This track, “Conqueror”, did it for me. Rock mixed with deep lyrical rap! Are you kidding me? You’d love it, especially if you’re particularly big on asserting WHO YOU ARE in Christ. So give it up for Pastor J, The Sanctified Soldier:



INFO:   
Artiste: PASTOR JIMMY ODUKOYA aka PASTOR J
Genre: GOSPEL ROCK
Director: SESAN
                                                                                                                                                               
*Video Courtesy of Youtube.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

With Kate, I Know It’s Not Love

“Love…does not seek its own”
-1Cor 13:5

In my heart I know it’s not Love. Though it’s passionate, it’s surely not Love that I have for Kate when always I desire nothing less or more than to undress her, touch her and have sex with her, to my heart’s delight...and content.

Really I know it’s not Love – nothing to do with Love or the “making of Love”. It’s just sex, spelt L – U – S – T. That’s what I feel and it’s all about gratifying, satisfying and pleasuring ME - just ME. 

So it seems when I asked Kate out and got into this boyfriend–girlfriend thing it was really just sex to get. And get. And get. Not Love, to give - even once.

Now here we are, all messed up – Kate and I – wondering why I think we shouldn’t continue anymore. 

Well, I guess it’s a little clearer now. At least for me, it is clear enough: With Kate, I know it’s not love.


Friday, July 8, 2011

Making Certain Our Dreams

Somewhere on the Lagos Island, near Race Course, you find a billboard with the message, “Make your dreams come true”. It is so big and bold in a way that no bystander with eyes can avoid seeing it.

It’s in ways such as this that this very message, so urgent and pressing, has been drummed repeatedly into our heads. It is the clarion call that says to us, “You cannot give up now, but make certain your dreams come true”.

For our own sakes, let’s not act as though we are deaf to this reasoning! For life, to every one of us, is but a short time between eternities. The time to rise to the occasion is now, not tomorrow. This time is when we stop letting dreams be nothing more than dreams.

Let a great measure of curiosity possess our minds. Let’s seek to know what latent power lies within us. Let’s bring to bear all that we are, so the world will have no doubt of having met us.

By will, by faith, by our heart and sinew and nerve, by all that is in us we must make it against all odds. Excuses must not and never be our defense.

And be it that when the years have well come upon us, our children should brim with pride when we tell of our journey’s tale. A tale of dreams accomplished.

Monday, January 4, 2010

Two Reasons

My writing was set off by two very personal reasons: the love for literature and the zeal for positive influence. These reasons, simple but meaningfully relevant, are the passions that have driven me onward in my journey to become nothing less than a proficient and competent writer.

First, it was my fondness for literature that ignited my interest to write. I held a special fascination for the works crafted by the Masters. It was by their woven pieces of art that the writer in me was inspired. Thus, in light of their creations, sublime and brilliant, I couldn’t, even if I wanted to, fight the lure to write.

Soon enough, my writing found a second purpose in my desire to influence my world. I came to believe that as a writer I had a duty to enable my fellow man endure and prevail. And in lifting the heart of my fellows, I saw the opportunity to divulge the truths and insights I have come to know. This, above all, has come to be my greatest motivation for writing. 

However, in other to justify these reasons I have done nothing short of pursuing my dreams. I have voraciously devoured books and texts pertaining to the art and style of writing. I have joined writing circles where my works have been constructively critiqued. And of course, to learn even more, I have critically read the literature of many exemplary writers.

Additionally, in an effort to attain a professional status, I decided it wise to seek the guidance that only experienced tutors can provide. This decision has brought me to the Writers Bureau; an institution I hope would help me in achieving my goals to become an established journalist and ultimately, a fiction writer.

Surely, not too long from now, through my toil and persistence, I would have made giant strides in my writer’s journey and I would have become the writer I’d aimed to become, with my aspirations fully met and realized.