25th Day- The day i left camp
A plateau is defined as a largely level expanse of land at a high elevation; tableland by the dictionary. Plateau state(...Shere hills in particular) is the highest point from sea level in Nigeria. The sky is closer than any other place. When it is raining, you can clearly see the clouds pouring down. Also, the mango here is as big as a coconut. I bought it once and i couldn't finish it. Yam is so abundant here. It seems like everyone in this state is a farmer.
On camp, there is hardly a breathing space. Secular music are all over and the rooms are filled with all sorts of vulgar languages.
The timetable of the camp says that we wake up by 4am to prepare for morning meditation and parade which will end by 8-8:30am. We are expected to take our breakfast before 9am when lectures will start. Lectures end by 2pm and evening parade starts by 4pm till 6pm. The timetable is so packed that you might forget all about God.
These are the strategies the Lord used to uphold me:
-I pray/meditate when i am on the parade ground.
-I made friends that are burning for the Lord and we discussed scriptures a lot.
-I make sure i read my bible everyday; even if its just a verse.
-I attended NCCF meeting everyday to get strenghtened coperately.
-I play songs from my phone to determine the atmosphere around me.
-I engaged in spiritual warfare with the principalities of the land in prayers with respect to evangelism.
I spent most of my day at the NCCF tent arranging bags. The passing out parade wasn't long and posting letters were distributed. I began to feel nolstagic about leaving the camp. One highlight that still rings in my heart was when the NYSC officials were dancing one evening and the time clocked 06:00pm which is the time for a trumpet to sound and everyone will stand still facing the Nigerian flag. That evening, though the trumpet sounded, the officials kept on dancing and nothing happened. I remembered a picture that prays for a grace that breaks protocol.
By virtue of being a state executive in NCCF, i was posted to NCCF as my place of primary assignment so i moved to Jos at the National Secretariat(...Plateau is the national headquaters of NCCF). During the journey, it rained ice! Plateau is really a place for tourism. There is certainly no state like this in Nigeria.
I took some time to pray in the Spirit after dinner and went to bed. Tomorrow will be for local government registration.
This marks the end of my orientation as a corps member and the beginning of an apostolic course and also the end of DiaryOfACorper.
I will share more scriptures tomorrow.
Thanks for your audience. I love you
#DiaryOfACorper
A plateau is defined as a largely level expanse of land at a high elevation; tableland by the dictionary. Plateau state(...Shere hills in particular) is the highest point from sea level in Nigeria. The sky is closer than any other place. When it is raining, you can clearly see the clouds pouring down. Also, the mango here is as big as a coconut. I bought it once and i couldn't finish it. Yam is so abundant here. It seems like everyone in this state is a farmer.
On camp, there is hardly a breathing space. Secular music are all over and the rooms are filled with all sorts of vulgar languages.
The timetable of the camp says that we wake up by 4am to prepare for morning meditation and parade which will end by 8-8:30am. We are expected to take our breakfast before 9am when lectures will start. Lectures end by 2pm and evening parade starts by 4pm till 6pm. The timetable is so packed that you might forget all about God.
These are the strategies the Lord used to uphold me:
-I pray/meditate when i am on the parade ground.
-I made friends that are burning for the Lord and we discussed scriptures a lot.
-I make sure i read my bible everyday; even if its just a verse.
-I attended NCCF meeting everyday to get strenghtened coperately.
-I play songs from my phone to determine the atmosphere around me.
-I engaged in spiritual warfare with the principalities of the land in prayers with respect to evangelism.
I spent most of my day at the NCCF tent arranging bags. The passing out parade wasn't long and posting letters were distributed. I began to feel nolstagic about leaving the camp. One highlight that still rings in my heart was when the NYSC officials were dancing one evening and the time clocked 06:00pm which is the time for a trumpet to sound and everyone will stand still facing the Nigerian flag. That evening, though the trumpet sounded, the officials kept on dancing and nothing happened. I remembered a picture that prays for a grace that breaks protocol.
By virtue of being a state executive in NCCF, i was posted to NCCF as my place of primary assignment so i moved to Jos at the National Secretariat(...Plateau is the national headquaters of NCCF). During the journey, it rained ice! Plateau is really a place for tourism. There is certainly no state like this in Nigeria.
I took some time to pray in the Spirit after dinner and went to bed. Tomorrow will be for local government registration.
This marks the end of my orientation as a corps member and the beginning of an apostolic course and also the end of DiaryOfACorper.
I will share more scriptures tomorrow.
Thanks for your audience. I love you
#DiaryOfACorper
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