Olaniyi Olanrewaju

When Christianity as a religion entered Europe, it met a myriad of gods worshipped by the people which coloured their culture and belief systems. They were passionate about their gods and they had several festivals to celebrate and re-ignite their passion and devotion to these gods. The Church, which was the Catholic, was able to penetrate the people and establish Christianity as another religion among the people; however, Christianity was not established as a way of life among the people. Even though, they gave their lives to Christ, they still think and act as people who worshipped idols. As a result of this, the people still kept on participating in the festivals and rites of the gods despite pledging their allegiance to Jesus. It became a fierce battle that the church had to come up with an idea to keep them busy during the days of the festivals of the idols, so the church placed her own festivals and celebrations either a day before or on the same day of a pagan festival. The d

It was a great occasion for the houseflies as the ugly aroma from my buttocks gave them a pleasant invitation. The sad lullaby they hummed made me more furious, but they certainly were enjoying the sudden emergence of feces from my anus into my trousers. It was along hard battle trying to keep the feces in, till I got home, but for the benefit of perhaps the flies, I lost and the disgrace came in a grand package. Well, to defend myself, I have been suffering from diarrhea for a while now and each time I hear the alarm in my anus, I go straight to the toilet. Each victory was good news and an encouragement, but this time, I lost. Sad pathetic story that is a picture of the walk of some of us struggling with an addiction which is a war with several battles. Sometimes we win, other times; we defecate on our body and become messy. Addiction is just like a rope around the neck of a goat tied to a tree. The goat can experience a pseudo-freedom as long as it stays within the circumferenc

4th May- The day i left home This is quite long,but pls read through....my own journey to "Canaan" I began the trip with uncertainties of what will happen, but like we always do, we believe the best. The ABC luxurious bus was quite comfortable afterall 6K no be small money. The bus host gave us some rules that we must obey. He said we should off our phones(...which i obeyed at some times  only to extend my battery span); he also told us that the toilet facility is meant for urinary alone(...i didnt even drink water after my breakfast because i didnt want to urinate throughout the journey. The bus took off at 07:46 and i brought out a book to read to enjoy the trip. Suddenly, they began to show a loud igbo movie of a prince(...heir to the throne) who had no regard for the tradition of the land. After the movie, comedy followed and later, music followed. That was how i wasnt able to read my book at all-Disappointment Number 1. When we were on Ibadan-Ilesa road, we b

OUTER COURT-LOVE YOUR ENEMIES Our love for our enemies, as important as it is, it is 30- fold of our love walk. “Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for He maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.”(Matt 5:43-45). Jesus told us to show love to our enemies, just like He does, giving them RAIN and SUN. Who is our enemy? Since our life is hidden in God, run the same course with the father and ultimately carry the DNA of God, we have the same enemy. Rom 8: 7-8 shows us the enemies of God-in-man: The mind and the Body (Flesh). Our mind and body are in constant war with the God kind of life within us. How do we love them? Jesus said we should be li

I was in my room one afternoon when a thought came into my travelling mind: I wish I can remember what happened to me when my mum gave birth to me. I tried to imagine the things that happened to me on that day. Many were good, but sincerely, some were in fact horrible. One of those things I imagined was how fragile I would be which will make people cherish and carry me with extra care. Everyone would want to carry the little boy and feel the latest work of the Almighty. Any slight sound from me would call for many attentions as all eyes were on me. Some would dance around me, some would just laugh and chat beside me. Kids would fix their gaze continuously on my face as if on it lies the latest playground. Some more wonderful things that would happen to me then was that I would be the recipient of kisses from everyone: young and old. Some men would even throw me up. While all these are going on, the only thing I would see on my face is a smile. For goodness`s sake, why would I be