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Thank you for the calls, texts. pings and emails. Thank you for the Facebook messages and Wall posts. Thank you for making my day special and memorable. Thank you SCM Uniport for the invitation to minister on my birthday. I could not take some calls as a result of that, and then there were some network issues for a while in that 24 hour window. I am sorry if you did not get through or I did not take your calls because I was either preaching at the time, had my phone off because I was on a plane (going to PH or coming back to Lagos), or I was exhausted from the two trips and asleep. For the people who were busy forming and did not want to contact me, ees you dhat know oh! You suppose know say I be one kain pessin wey, wen you dey form for me, na waka I dey go. I cannor come and go and kee mysef for you, nde. Fa fa fa fawul! For de ones wey dey form love, wey no efen say, Man of God, take this one billion. It is for the ministry and my contribution for the acquisition of a private jet so dhat aero frustrators and any other airline wee nor do you badt tin again, God ees washing you weet omo. On de last day, you wee stand before all of heaven and your Facebook timeline, as well as your bank account will be on display. You will hexplain why you chose to ignore the leading and des sontin hinside of de bone of ya heart, to sow into de ministry. I am a year older. It does not feel different and yet it IS different. I feel something on the horizon that is coming my way. I do not know what it is but, I just feel it down in my bones and I wait eagerly for it. Until then, I keep on doing what I know and love, with renewed vigor, love and joy. It was so great to be in Uniport again after so long and see how things are now. Life is so funny and God has a way of shocking you. I stood in front of my old department, took tons of pictures and memories flooded me - good and bad, as I passed through Aluu and Choba. It was great going down memory lane. I recall entering MBA1 and taking pictures, not caring who was watching and remembering how we would rush there for GES100 early mornings, because the class would be overcrowded and stinking of sweat, unbrushed teeth and farts. LOL! We would hardly even hear the lecturer as he spoke. It are well oh! :D Thank you all, so much for everything. God bless you real good.
Posted on: Fri, 23 Jan 2015 07:51:50 +0000

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