Hi people...trust your week has started with great smiles. I'm sorry there would be a hold on the developing story (or rather there has been a hold on the story). This week, I'm putting up an entry that is poetry. Its written by a medical doctor by name Ekundayo Otuyelu. I'ld love you to read it and not copy it...if lifting is needed please contact me so I can contact him. Thank you and have a wonderful week in Jesus name, Amen! Sickle Cell: A Prenatal Diagnosis. On the darkest night, when even the sputtering flame of the meanest candle is denied me, I will still cling to my memory of today. I have tended the dying, prayed with men and women hopelessly clinging to whatever shreds of life are left, and all of it has stirred my soul. But how different it is to celebrate life at its beginning. To hold a wailing infant in my arms, celebrate a first cry which brings joy, to marry the dream of two into one dream, one life, one heart. Such a thing I did today, The woman was lov...
Service was great! I did not sit in my usual place sha, but I did not see Felix after church. Dunno what happened but church folks just said hi and asked how I was, where I was and if I was going back, like there was never a Felix…hmm!! Maybe pastor said it in church or something…dunno sha! I saw Pastor Matt today. Twas emotional. He’s a good shepherd under our Shepherd! He noticed all the happenings, from the time Felix had come back from Ogun till date. Shocking! Encouragements, advice, prayers…he did all today. I feel quite better. Like the trip to the Uk was uncalled for sef. But then I got new shoes…so no p! As I was leaving his office Felix came in…I hadn’t seen him in three weeks. Felt good seeing my ex…mehn! I hate that word! I said hi and moved on…he did same too. He looked good I must say…Kai! Lemme get over the human! But then, he looked…sober. Maybe not but because I wanted him to look like that, I’ld say he looked sober! ……………….
“Crucify HIM! Crucify HIM!” they screamed. They had no idea what it entailed. My LOVER took the shame and bore my cross. HE could have turned them into dust But HE thought of me and continued. I can imagine how they crucified HIM. They clearly would have torn HIS rotator cuff muscles; The supraspinatus, infraspinatus, teres minor and subscapularis. The teres major too would have been displaced. Deltoid screamed for help as all supply by the axillary nerve was cut off. HIS muscles were all worn out before they got to Golgotha But yet LOVER held the forth. HIS fasciae became history For though HE did nothing HE remembered me and claimed my shame 5 Forints I cannot give HIM for this For not even a billion and a second “trili-zillion” Euros and Rupees cannot buy that for me. Then the soldiers hit HIM again “Continue now, don’t drop it, do you think we have got all day?” They said that to the KING OF GLORY…but HE carried the cross once more ...
THANK YOU LORD!
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awww!!!! thanks Micheal!!! :)
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