tremdagenham – Page 7 – TREM Marks Gate – Kings House

Get Up!

This is not a poem.
Life is tough.
Get up.
When the enemy knocks you off your feet, get some sand in your hands and throw it in his eyes.
Then get up.
If he’s holding you down on the ground somewhere, grab him by the leg and bite him with all your strength.
Then get up.
The enemy doesn’t fight fair; well, neither do you.
Kick him in the groin.
Then get up.
You?
You are never out of the fight, and the fight is never out of you.
Get up.

Negotiate.
No matter the situation; negotiate.
When the landlord says he will throw your property on the street.
Negotiate.
When he throws your property on the street.
Negotiate; with him or with someone else.
When your bills are overdue.
Negotiate and renegotiate.
You can always negotiate.
Never close your mouth in the face of adversity.
When you are going after that contract.
Negotiate, or fight.
You are never out of the fight.
You are never out of the negotiation.
Negotiate or fight.
Then get up.

Life is tough.
Refuse to give up.
When faith seems futile, refuse to give up.
When the word hasnt manifested yet; stubbornly refuse to give up.
When depression tries to become your room mate.
Refuse it.
When life is hard to live.
Refuse to die.
When adversity comes.
Refuse to be intimidated.
When you are refused.
Refuse to be refused.
Refuse, negotiate, or fight.
And then get up.

Get up!!

By Chakadizulu

Why Did You Ruin My Life Mom?

Obinna had recently gotten a job but the salary was meager.

He rented a small but neat apartment and decided to marry Oluchi who had been by his side while he was in the University.

He knew they would have to live on a tight budget but trusted that God would bless the work of his hands and cause him to prosper along the way.

Oluchi had happily taken him home to meet her mother so they could proceed with their wedding plans.

She got a rude shock when her mother blatantly refused Obinna on the grounds that Obinna is a struggling young man.

She had prayed that her daughter would marry a wealthy man with a nice big house, cars etcetera. Oluchi was therefore a disappointment for bringing someone like Obinna home to her.

Many attempts to get her mom to accept Obinna proved abortive. No one could talk to her nor reason with her.

Oluchi’s mom further ensured that she said and did things to separate her daughter and Obinna. Finally, she succeeded as Obinna and Oluchi, with heavy hearts, bade each other farewell.

Tony, Michael, Chibuzor all came one after the other to ask for Oluchi in marriage afterwards.

Her mom equally rejected them, for the same reason. They were not rich enough, therefore, not good enough for her daughter.

By now, Oluchi’s mom had made life difficult for her daughter for bringing “the wrong kind of men” home.

Therefore, for peace sake, Oluchi brings Frank, who fits the description of the wealthy son in law she prayed for home to introduce to her mom as her fiancé.

Oluchi knew that she did not really care for the man and deep down, knew he could not make her happy. However, she was tired of the cold treatments from her mother and had gotten to the point she just wanted to marry and move out of the house.

Dancing for joy, Oluchi’s mom congratulates her daughter and ended the cold shoulder she had been giving her daughter.

After the wedding, Oluchi tolerated her husband, whereas her mom enjoyed all the benefits of being an in law to a wealthy son in law.

After they had a child, things took a nose dive for Frank. He could no longer afford to stay in the nice big house, so they moved to a tiny apartment in a rickety part of town.

All the money and comfort was now gone. They could barely afford to eat. Sometimes, Oluchi had to go to her mom’s to obtain food or some money to fend for her family, especially for her little daughter.

On her way home from her mom’s one day, a car pulled up beside her. It was Obinna, her ex fiancé.

Obinna was shocked to see Oluchi so dishevelled and unkempt looking. He asked her to get in the car, asking directions to her home.

As he dropped her off, he made her confide in him and she narrated the difficulties that had befallen her within five short years.

Clearly, Oluchi had become a bitter and angry woman, filled with pain and regrets.

Obinna on the other hand had become financially comfortable, with a nice big house, nice cars and a happy and contented wife and kid.

Obinna drove off with a promise to return and when he did days afterwards: gave lots of money to Oluchi to start a business.

He brought lots of diapers, food, clothes, toys and drugs for Oluchi and Frank’s baby. He also bought food stuff in bulk for the family and even gave Oluchi money and food stuffs for her to give to her mother.

As Oluchi handed the items to her mom, she asked her mom why she ruined her life, weeping bitterly, a question her mother was too ashamed to answer.

Oluchi is now separated from her husband, raising their child alone, whereas Obinna and the other men she genuinely cared for after him have all moved on happily in matrimony.

Yvonne says: There is no denying the influence of mothers in our lives and the Bible commands us to honour and respect our parents, however, you cannot blame anyone for the outcome of your life. You have to take responsibility for your life: decisions, actions and reactions, even to parental counsel.

Oluchi’s mother’s reason for rejecting Obinna and the other men Oluchi genuinely cared for afterwards is wrong.

While I understand that no parent wants their child or children to experience lack, I frown at parents who push their child or children into matrimony for the sake of financial liberation and the power that comes with it, regardless of whether or not their child or children will be happy in the union.

Please, if you are presently doing that or intend to, Stop it. Remember that wealth can evaporate tomorrow.

As a parent, your concern should be the happiness, peace, well being and longevity of your child’s marital home.

I understand that money is important for all of these factors to fall in place but money is not and will never be a sole determinant of these.

Do not singlehandedly be the source of your child’s marital unfulfillment, frustration and failure.

Instead, pray for the prosperity and wealth of your child and his/her spouse, especially when you can see that he/she is someone going somewhere to happen.

I equally pray that God will help Oluchi (all real names withheld), heal from the pain and bitterness, forgive her mother and restore her marital life.

Her marital life may not be the best choice she made, but she is already in it.

May God’s grace reunite her and her husband and grant her inner peace and affection for her husband, as God’s grace teaches her husband to be the sort of man that she may grow to care deeply for or love someday.

May God also restore her husband’s finances.

I am certain that Oluchi’s mom will no longer interfere in their lives now.

May God help us all in Jesus name, Amen!

Until next time, I love you with the love of God! Shalom!

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Glorify His Name

birds sing…

to glorify your Name

the sun shines

 to glorify your Name

the wind blows

to glorify your Name

the flower dances

to glorify your Name

the rain falls

to glorify your Name

the dark’s quietness

 glorifies your Name

the sunlight brightens the earth

to glorify your Name

your children obey your words

to glorify your Name

I glorify your Name

forever

and

ever

Juliana Awala

Disciplines Of The Wealthy Part 1

If you practice these disciplines, you will become wealthy.

A study of wealthy people shows these disciplines are their points of similarities, and like the wise one said, “Everybody can walk on water, If they know where the stones are”.

I’d like to start with the discipline of making their passion their vocation!

If you see anyone complaining about their job and eager to close early, then you have seen someone who will not be wealthy. Clearly, their work is not their passion! They are stuck with it to make ends meet, but they are squandering their dreams. Wealthy people make their passions their vocation! They find what they genuinely enjoy doing, and put their energies behind it.

Some people can’t seem to understand why some people don’t seem to have closing time. They seem to enjoy working and feel fulfilled making things happen. When you find that spot in life, then it’s all a matter of time and the application of the other disciplines.

Greatness is found in the intersection of passion, skill and economic value.

Stop wasting your life trying to survive; there is more to life than breathing.

By Charles Ezeh

Upgrade Yourself

It is no longer a myth that we exist in a global economy where knowledge trumps resources and where physical effort is constantly being exchanged for mental effort. We live in a world, where poverty is not a lack or presence of cash, but of clarity, skills and passion.

Sharing money equally among the citizens of a country is no cure for poverty. Every entrepreneur has once been flat out broke, so not having money doesn’t mean anything.

Wealth is not a function of what you have, it’s a function of who you are becoming by how you think and what you know. What you have can be lost, but what you know can’t be taken from you without you losing yourself. Oil is valuable, only because man created the combustion engine, sand is valuable because it’s the resource for silicon chips. It is mental effort that creates physical value.

In the next few days, I’ll be sharing the key disciplines of the wealthy. By practicing them, you give yourself a good chance of being wealthy. They are really simple, but the poor in mind won’t practice them.

By Charles Ezeh

The Birthday Gift

I dreamt I was invited to heaven for the birthday party of our Lord Jesus Christ.

I thought of all the kinds of gifts I could buy for my Lord.

The more shops I visited, the more confused I became.

I thought of buying him a pair of shoes, but what kind of shoes will I buy for him who uses the earth as his footstool?

I thought of buying him a three piece suit, but what kind of three piece suit will I buy for him whose robe train fills the temple?

I thought of baking him a nice cake; what kind of cake will I bake for him who fed the Israelites in the wilderness with manna from heaven?

I thought of buying him a bottle of nice wine, but tell me, what kind of wine will I buy for him who turned water into wine?

I thought of buying him a telephone; what kind of telephone will I buy for him who listens to everyone even at the same time?

I thought of buying him an aeroplane; what kind of aeroplane will I buy for the one who is omnipresent – he is everywhere at the same time?

I thought of building him a very big house, but what kind of house will I build for him that already said to us: ‘In my Father’s house there are many mansions, I will go there and prepare a place for you’?

I thought of giving him money, but how much will I give to him who said ‘silver and gold I have, in blessing I will bless you, I will give you everything?

I thought of organising a group of orchestras to sing for him, but what kind of group will be able to sing for him who already has the heavenly host of Angels that sing for him.

I finally thought and realized that the only gift I can give to my Lord, is my PRAISE.

Chidera Jonathan, 12 years old contributed this poem from TREM Clapton, United Kingdom.

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Men Called Him Prodigal…

What have men called you?
What they call you is insignificant
What matters is what God has called you
For He alone has the right to define you
 
Men called the son prodigal
Because he took his inheritance and squandered it
But God still called him a son
And a son he remained, was celebrated with the fatted calf
 
Men called him blind Bartimeaus
Yes blind he was, but blind was not his name
When he met Jesus the story changed
And he that was called blind, left seeing
 
What will I say of the woman caught in adultery
Defined by men by her sin
But grace reached out to her and redefined her
She left His presence empowered to sin no more
 
What about Hannah
A woman so loved yet barren
Even the Priest considered her a drunk
But received her petition and left a joyful mother
 
What about Elizabeth
She that was called barren encountered grace
And she became the mother
Of the forerunner of Jesus, John the Baptist
 
What about the tax collector – Zaccheaus
Who men had written off to hell
But encountered Jesus and not only hosted Him
Had salvation come into his house
 
Think about what men have called you
Realize and be convinced that no one can define you
But He who made you for a purpose
Discover His definition of you and walk in it
For therein lies the victory
 
Oluwayomi Uteh

Wisdom For Entrepreneurs Part 2

If you are in business or desire to start, then these are nuggets from the very road. I’m over 5 years on this road and there has been more learning than earning.

8. It is better to have visibility online than a visible office. None of my big clients have ever come to my office to confirm it. For most of them, my address is my email address. The cost of a decent we presence is less than 10% of brick and mortar, don’t waste your capital.

9. Start small! No matter how rich you are when you want to start, start small! Starting small positions you to be able to restart if you fail. Earthquakes also happen in business, your ability to rebuild lies in not being discouraged by how small your enterprise has become. If you start big, you are more likely to lose steam in the days of adversity.

10. Prepare to fail! Failure was a bad word in school, not in the world of business. Business is about taking risks, about venturing with the possibility of failing, about managing your failures and giving wings to your successes. The attitude of an entrepreneur must demonstrate a different view of failure. Failing is a necessary bus stop on the journey to success. Usually the seed that becomes the mighty oak tree first dies before it grows!

11. Get guidance. It’s presumptuous to make a switch into business without guidance. No matter how much of a technical person you are in your field, business is a new field of it’s own. Surround yourself with mentors, look out for people ahead of you, learn from them. Submit to higher wisdom. Safety is found where there are plenty of sound advisers.

12. Barter! If you don’t have money, don’t lack sense. If a fool and his money soon get parted, then logically a wise man should soon be reconnected to his stash of cash. The origin of money is barter, always think, “what, apart from money can I exchange for this?” A courier company batters newspaper delivery for regular adverts about their service. An events center offers free events to crowd pullers. Find a back you can scratch in exchange for yours. Money is not everything!

By Charles Ezeh.

What is Death?

What is death? What happens when someone dies? Does he/she just go into oblivion or does another life continue after shutting your eyes and not waking up on this side of eternity? What if you knew for sure you had only 48 hours left to live, what would you spend them doing? What would you do differently?

I have read stories of people with near-death experiences and it would seem that at the point when the end seems apparent they see a play-back of their entire life in a matter of seconds. Besides, I have experienced it myself. I did not remember if I had a house, car or money in the bank; all I remembered were my relationships with people and what would happen to me in that subconscious but real state.

I was alone and the only connection I could make was with Jesus. He was more real than the hospital bed I was on and when I came back to consciousness I realised that whenever I do shut my eyes for good and never to open them on this planet, I am sure that I will not be alone when I do open them on the other side.

Now don’t tell me He doesn’t exist or matter. Wait until it happens to you or better still, why wait until it happens? Why not get connected now that you are still conscious so that if you do shut your eyes and never open them again on this earth, you can find a true friend who never leaves when you wake up on the other side.

Minister Olufunke Fasanya writes from the United Kingdom.

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Who am I?

Who am I is the question I ask myself
As I walk down the streets of the world.
The answer is unknown to me
As my personality changes day to day.

All appearances deceive, they tell me
Yet mine seems not to
Perhaps it’s because mine
changes with each person I meet.

You say I am trustworthy
So why do I not trust myself?
You claim that I know the path to life
So why do I feel as lost as Dorothy?

Who am I? Who am I?
The mirror questions me
And I cannot answer it because
I am nothing beyond the eye.

In bed,
I twist and turn
My sheets in a jumble
The monsters in my head rumble.

The nightmares possess me
The demons
Whisper all around me
Who is this person to be?

I lay in bed, scared
As my deepest fear threatens to become real
That it may be possible that all I am is nothing
That I am like water, changing shape with every object I am put in.

I helped others
To find their humanity
But mine is lost to the wind.
How is that possible?

Am I a mirror who shows people themselves?
Am I the people pleaser who becomes anything to please people?
Who am I? What am I?
These questions…

By Oyinkan