Have you ever found yourself in non-purposeful circles, wondering what you were doing there and how much time investment you have wasted impressing and surrounding yourself with some wrong people? Most times we find ourselves attached to some unnecessary peers, because we just want to spice up the moments and have fun.
Therefore, we end up spending too much investment, knowing that life is short, and other great factors are yet to be achieved.
Here are ways to help you cut off unnecessary friends, stay happy and independent.
1. Set boundaries
learn to draw out a line between yourself and your peers, remove all strings attached. setting gaps and discipline to be independent and discover who you are. Set times when you need to be in a conference or be alone. let them know your worth and principles.
2. Talk less listen more
When you are in group chat, listen to what they have to say, talk when it is necessary. Don't bring up suggestions or topics to generate another discussions. It's feels polite to listen to people's opinion than to do all the talking.
3. Respect yourself:- Never engage in a fight in public places, "it is the position of which you place yourself, that you would be addressed.
4. Engage time and energy doing other things.
Spend quality time studying, checking out plans, improving your skills and knowledge.
Follow your planner, set times you would want to be in group discussions and flee afterwards.
5. Go for counselling
Seek for higher knowledge from people, go for counselling programs; I think the internet as also helped in terms of showing guidance to people who needs assistance. Seek other psychology blogs and websites, like www.marcandangel.com
www.psychologytoday.com.
www.wikihow.com : they are great medium for support.
6. Interact with passion fulfilled people
Move along with people in your line of career, decision makers, rub minds with experienced people.
Realise life is short, you cannot end up impressing people, focus your mind on achievement and God's purpose for your life and how your life will affect generations and citizens around. Cut of those friends and move on.
Oyin Olowoyo
Sunday, 30 November 2014
The greatest things of life never happen in the crowd, the most beautiful things never come from the strongest looking suits. The best of art is not that which is visible or seen, audible or heard, but that which cognates feelings in spite of its appeal to the senses
I swore I was going to die, when I was buried, forgotten and felt lost, but when the world thought I was a material at its end, they didn’t know I was just a seed.
I was just a sperm cell in the womb, a seed in the ground, an idea in a mind, a seedling in a nursery, a yolk in an egg, a crucified in the eternity of things, unknown to the world, the place of dark was my place of growth.
Dreams are always bigger, aspirations are always higher, desires are always for more and life seeks itself to grow. Nothing grows together, if it doesn’t first grow alone, a symphony is never developed together, but first each member built first, alone.
Steve Araba
Dreams are always bigger, aspirations are always higher, desires are always for more and life seeks itself to grow. Nothing grows together, if it doesn’t first grow alone, a symphony is never developed together, but first each member built first, alone.
Steve Araba
IT'S ON THE FLOOR!
- Thomas Odia
Don't be discouraged when you're being constantly frustrated. Never give up when everything seems not to work out. Don't give in to pressure from the enemy to compromise your faith in The Lord. Believe in yourself. Encourage yourself in The Lord and humble yourself before Him, bring yourself down. Soon, everything will turn around for good; like the stone the builders rejected, you will be celebrated as the chief corner stone on which everything depended. The glory you seek is on the floor.
It is not about how high you get, or how much you know. It is all about how low you can go. Everybody keeps trying to get high. But it's not about how high you get; it doesn't matter how low you find yourself. It doesn't matter what anybody or everybody says about you, as long as you are getting higher... from the floor! Stay focused; stay connected. It's about getting on the floor. So, don't you miss out in what our Saviour and Redeemer is doing. Get off the traffic, get down and pick it up! Because your glory... is on the floor!
- Thomas Odia
Don't be discouraged when you're being constantly frustrated. Never give up when everything seems not to work out. Don't give in to pressure from the enemy to compromise your faith in The Lord. Believe in yourself. Encourage yourself in The Lord and humble yourself before Him, bring yourself down. Soon, everything will turn around for good; like the stone the builders rejected, you will be celebrated as the chief corner stone on which everything depended. The glory you seek is on the floor.
It is not about how high you get, or how much you know. It is all about how low you can go. Everybody keeps trying to get high. But it's not about how high you get; it doesn't matter how low you find yourself. It doesn't matter what anybody or everybody says about you, as long as you are getting higher... from the floor! Stay focused; stay connected. It's about getting on the floor. So, don't you miss out in what our Saviour and Redeemer is doing. Get off the traffic, get down and pick it up! Because your glory... is on the floor!
Saturday, 29 November 2014
IT TAKES A CHILD
Author Unknown
We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly eating and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, “Hi there.” He pounded his fat baby hands on the high-chair tray. His eyes were wide with excitement and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin. He then, wriggled and giggled with merriment.
I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man with a tattered rag of a coat; dirty, greasy and worn. His pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and his nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.
We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. “Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy. I see ya, buster,” the man said to Erik. My husband and I exchanged looks, “What do we do?”
Erik continued to laugh and answer, “Hi, hi there.” Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby.
Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, “Do ya know patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek-a-boo.” Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk. My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.
We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. “Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,” I prayed.
As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to side-step him and avoid any air he might be breathing.
As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby’s “pick-me-up” position.
Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man’s.
Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love relationship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and submission laid his tiny head upon the man’s ragged shoulder. The man’s eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor — gently, so gently, cradled my baby’s bottom and stroked his back.
No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time.
I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms for a moment, and then his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, “You take care of this baby.”
Somehow I managed, “I will,” from a throat that contained a stone.
He pried Erik from his chest — unwillingly, longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, “God bless you, ma’am, you’ve given me my Christmas gift.”
I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, “My God, my God, forgive me.”
I had just witnessed Christ’s love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking — “Are you willing to share your son for a moment?” — when He shared His for all eternity.
The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, “To enter the Kingdom of God, we must become as little children.”
Meditation: Therefore, from now on, we regard no one according to the flesh. Even though we have known Christ according to the flesh, yet now we know Him thus no longer. – 2 Corinthians 5:16
You will succeed in Jesus Name!
Daily Dew
Author Unknown
We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly eating and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, “Hi there.” He pounded his fat baby hands on the high-chair tray. His eyes were wide with excitement and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin. He then, wriggled and giggled with merriment.
I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man with a tattered rag of a coat; dirty, greasy and worn. His pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and his nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.
We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. “Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy. I see ya, buster,” the man said to Erik. My husband and I exchanged looks, “What do we do?”
Erik continued to laugh and answer, “Hi, hi there.” Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby.
Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, “Do ya know patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek-a-boo.” Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk. My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.
We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. “Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,” I prayed.
As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to side-step him and avoid any air he might be breathing.
As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby’s “pick-me-up” position.
Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man’s.
Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love relationship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and submission laid his tiny head upon the man’s ragged shoulder. The man’s eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor — gently, so gently, cradled my baby’s bottom and stroked his back.
No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time.
I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms for a moment, and then his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, “You take care of this baby.”
Somehow I managed, “I will,” from a throat that contained a stone.
He pried Erik from his chest — unwillingly, longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, “God bless you, ma’am, you’ve given me my Christmas gift.”
I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, “My God, my God, forgive me.”
I had just witnessed Christ’s love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking — “Are you willing to share your son for a moment?” — when He shared His for all eternity.
The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, “To enter the Kingdom of God, we must become as little children.”
Meditation: Therefore, from now on, we regard no one according to the flesh. Even though we have known Christ according to the flesh, yet now we know Him thus no longer. – 2 Corinthians 5:16
You will succeed in Jesus Name!
Daily Dew
Friday, 28 November 2014
Your inability to give someone a second chance might eventually cost you a lot of unexpected damage... Learn to tame your emotions...
Do not get angry blindly...
Appreciate who is appealing now, don't b carried away by the freebies of a new company.
When you forgive someone, you neutralize their power. When you develop the heart of acceptance, you carve a saner heart for yourself. Have you ever imagined how many chances God has given you so far? Second chances shouldn't be a thing of stress, you can only relearn and unlearn from its experience. Make the world a place worthy of living for everybody...! Have a great weekend and God bless you real good!
EMIRalty
Do not get angry blindly...
Appreciate who is appealing now, don't b carried away by the freebies of a new company.
When you forgive someone, you neutralize their power. When you develop the heart of acceptance, you carve a saner heart for yourself. Have you ever imagined how many chances God has given you so far? Second chances shouldn't be a thing of stress, you can only relearn and unlearn from its experience. Make the world a place worthy of living for everybody...! Have a great weekend and God bless you real good!
EMIRalty
Thursday, 27 November 2014
Have you ever found yourself in non-purposeful circles, wondering what you were doing there and how much time investment you have wasted impressing and surrounding yourself with some wrong people? Most times we find ourselves attached to some unnecessary peers, because we just want to spice up the moments and have fun.
Therefore, we end up spending too much investment, knowing that life is short, and other great factors are yet to be achieved.
Here are ways to help you cut off unnecessary friends, stay happy and independent.
1. Set boundaries
learn to draw out a line between yourself and your peers, remove all strings attached. setting gaps and discipline to be independent and discover who you are. Set times when you need to be in a conference or be alone. let them know your worth and principles.
2. Talk less listen more
When you are in group chat, listen to what they have to say, talk when it is necessary. Don't bring up suggestions or topics to generate another discussions. It's feels polite to listen to people's opinion than to do all the talking.
3. Respect yourself:- Never engage in a fight in public places, "it is the position of which you place yourself, that you would be addressed.
4. Engage time and energy doing other things. Spend quality time studying, checking out plans, improving your skills and knowledge. Follow your planner, set times you would want to be in group discussions and flee afterwards.
5. Go for counselling Seek for higher knowledge from people, go for counselling programs; I think the internet as also helped in terms of showing guidance to people who needs assistance. Seek other psychology blogs and websites, like www.marcandangel.com www.psychologytoday.com. www.wikihow.com : they are great medium for support.
6. Interact with passion fulfilled people Move along with people in your line of career, decision makers, rub minds with experienced people. Realise life is short, you cannot end up impressing people, focus your mind on achievement and God's purpose for your life and how your life will affect generations and citizens around. Cut of those friends and move on. Oyin Olowoyo
4. Engage time and energy doing other things. Spend quality time studying, checking out plans, improving your skills and knowledge. Follow your planner, set times you would want to be in group discussions and flee afterwards.
5. Go for counselling Seek for higher knowledge from people, go for counselling programs; I think the internet as also helped in terms of showing guidance to people who needs assistance. Seek other psychology blogs and websites, like www.marcandangel.com www.psychologytoday.com. www.wikihow.com : they are great medium for support.
6. Interact with passion fulfilled people Move along with people in your line of career, decision makers, rub minds with experienced people. Realise life is short, you cannot end up impressing people, focus your mind on achievement and God's purpose for your life and how your life will affect generations and citizens around. Cut of those friends and move on. Oyin Olowoyo
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