An Eternal Flame

I wake in deep thought… dear God, save me as my life is riddled with missing parts. An eternal flame burns for my father whose life was cut short, fifty-five years ago today, by carelessness. Though I am a product of divorced parents, no one can take the place of your biological Father.

I think of all those special moments in life I wasn’t afforded the luxury of my father. We couldn’t build a model together, fly a kite, or throw a ball. He couldn’t teach me to hunt or fish. He never taught me to drive, yet it I became the chauffeur to his own loving mom and dad. My dad never experienced my graduation day, though I pray he looked down upon me from heaven. He didn’t meet my important first date. Late at night, I cried myself to sleep for the many times I missed his love.

The void I tried to fill was grander than a canyon. Nothing can fill the shoes left behind of my six-foot-two, father. This morning, an eternal flame still burns inside me, and I memorialize the father, I did without, in my entire life.

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Seeking God, I know it is He that connects the bridges of all the days of our lives. My time on earth is limited, too, as I look at my own son and ask God to watch over him. Someday, maybe, he will understand the meaning of picking up the phone and giving his dad a ring. Our moments are too short to waste on regrets.

I listen to the busy world as it is getting underway, but I feel the warmth from the Son shining down from heaven. It is God who has saved me in all my lonely days. Many children grow up in a happy home, and I, too, wish I could claim the same.

The sun is now covered by a swirling storm system. Still, an eternal flame for my father will forever endure whatever weather arrives today. I pray God grants me the moment I can stand by my Father again someday. I’ll give him a hug, he so richly deserves, for making me the son I became in his honor.

It was once said, “You can’t miss something you never had.” I strongly disagree! You can’t imagine what it’s like to walk a mile carrying your own father’s shoes. Yet here I am… throughout my life, without him here, beside me.

“God, my Father, I so pray Your holy hands will guide me all the rest of my weary days alone. Never lead me astray. I pray that not another child will experience the pain I’ve suffered and endured by the loss of my Father. Lord, let me be an example of Your love to other children who has had a parent pass to be with You. Hear my thoughts, on this day of memorial, and tell my father I said hello.”

I love you, Pop. May you rest in peace till the day we will walk in God’s light together.

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A story created a bird

Hello my inspirer!
Do you know what you created?
You did something amazing;
That explains why,
Wherever you are,
I send you my thanks;
Thank you from my heart;
Thank you for your energizing story!
What you shared on the web;
It so inspired me,
It gave me wings
To soar in the sky;
No.doubt.it went.viral;
And is rocking the world;
Storming hearts and minds;
Shaking and transforming lives;
Nothing can stop me
From flying,
Since you have made me
A kite;
I will use the wings
You have given to me
Through your story
To fly;
And the sky will serve
As my springboard.
Thank you;
And thank you
A million times.
Let it be known
Your story turned me
Into a bird;
Your inspiring story
Created a bird;

Tell me your story

Tell me your story;
That I may make it
A case study;
In it to find
The road signs
That will regulate
My driving;
From it, I will draw
Wisdom and imbibe
The hows you turned
Your stumbling-blocks
Into stepping stones
Of success;
To climb
To the ivory tower
You today, occupy
When just yesterday
You sat on mud
With no hope;
And despsir your bed fellow;
I want your story
To be my blue print;
Like a spring serves
As a source
From which to draw
fresh water to quench
one’s thirst,
Your story will be that knowledge spring,
That will keep me afloat
To successfully sail
Through the stormy sea
Of life
That lies so vast
Before my very eyes
To safe shores.
Yes, I want to hear
That narrative of yours;
How from rags you amassed
Riches that turned
A beggarly life
Into a kingly one;
To tell me your story
Is to gift me;
To show me how to fish
Rather give me a basin
Of fish to eat.
Therefore friend,
If you love me,
To do me good,
Tell me your story
And how you did it.

Laiky’s amazing story (Be inspired today 360 by Ngobesing Suh Romanus)

When I first knew Laiky, he was sitting on mud. I don’t know if he ate some of it, but he had no source of food. He permanently starved.

Do I say he was lost? That would be for lack of a better description.

Honestly, I felt so sorry for him. The world did not seem to want him.

Had you seen him, I feel convinced you would have felt like me.

I really thought it would have been better he had not been born.

Thirty years have gone by. That memory never left me until recently. I carried it along, feeling sorry that the world should have people like that.

But do you know what? Who are we to question God? I just got to ask myself that rhetorical question.

God works in miraculous ways. It is hard to understand his mysterious ways. At times you think he is going west when he is actually going east. At times he is going North but arrives in the South.

In common parlance we say God writes straight on crooked lines. Some will say he rides straight on crooked lanes. That says it all.

He wrote straight on Laiky’s crooked line. When I saw him after thirty years, you cannot begin to guess where he was.

I bet that the furthest stretch of your imagination is not likely to give you the right answer.

Today, Laiky is my President. The President of our country. The man I pitied so much for sitting on mud is my President. He lives in a palace.

I can’t just start to believe. It is more like a fairy tale to me. I know it may not mean much to you because you do not know him; where he is coming from. You have only learned about him; but I am talking about someone I know.

I wonder if he himself remembers he ever sat on mud. Can he recall how it was when he now lives in an ivory tower?

I am still to take time to go step by step to understand how and when the magical transformation occurred.

What I can say already is that miracles do occur; and moving from rags to riches is a possibility for every normal human being.

If I happen to get details of this story, I cannot keep from you. It has so much inspired me.

What I take home from it, and hope it is your take home also, is that anyone can rise from rags to riches. You can go from the bottom of the mountain to the top.

Another way of putting it, you can go from oblivion to prominence. You can go from the foot of the ladder to the last rung; from an unknown quantity to a world renowned figure.

This is not mere fiction. It’s reality. With God, everything is possible.

Smart people make quick money and become rich while foolish people become poor

Greedy people want to become rich quick. They jump on every opportunity they find. But beware! Don’t be stupid! Otherwise you may instead become poor quick. It’s easy. Look at what happened to a whole village. The people wanted to be rich. Read their story:

Monkey business.
A lot of monkeys lived near a village.🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒

One day a merchant came to the village to buy these monkeys!🐵🐵🐵🐵🐵

He announced that he will buy the monkeys @ $100 each. 🐵💵

The villagers thought that this man is mad.😇

They thought how can somebody buy stray monkeys at $100 each?🤔

Still, some people caught some monkeys and gave it to this merchant and he gave $100 for each monkey.

This news spread like wildfire and people caught monkeys and sold it to the merchant.😬

After a few days, the merchant announced that he will buy monkeys @ 200 each. 🐵💵💵

The lazy villagers also ran around to catch the remaining monkeys!🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒

They sold the remaining monkeys @ 200 each.😋

Then the merchant announced that he will buy monkeys @ 500 each!
😮💵💵💵💵💵

The villagers start to lose sleep! … They caught six or seven monkeys, which was all that was left and got 500 each.🙊🐵🐵🐵🐵🐵🐒

The villagers were waiting anxiously for the next announcement.🙄

Then the merchant announced that he is going home for a week. And when he returns, he will buy monkeys @ 1000 each!🐵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵

He asked his employee to take care of the monkeys he bought. He was alone taking care of all the monkeys in a cage.🤠🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒

The merchant went home.😎

The villagers were very sad as there were no more monkeys left for them to sell it at $1000 each.☹😞😓

Then the employee told them that he will sell some monkeys @ 700 each secretly. 😶

This news spread like fire. Since the merchant buys monkey @ 1000 each, there is a 300 profit for each monkey.😬

The next day, villagers made a queue near the monkey cage.🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐵🐒🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑

The employee sold all the monkeys at 700 each. The rich bought monkeys in big lots. The poor borrowed money from money lenders and also bought monkeys!
🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒🐒💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵💵

The villagers took care of their monkeys & waited for the merchant to return. 😕

But nobody came! …😤 Then they ran to the employee…🤠

But he has already left too !😉

The villagers then realised that they have bought the useless stray monkeys @ 700 each and unable to sell them! 😩😫😨😰😭😭😭😭😭😭.

This is the story of bitcoin and other similar wonder banks as well as other greedy ways of acquiring wealth.

Watch out for the next monkey 🙈🙉🙊 business

It will make a lot of people bankrupt and a few people filthy rich in this monkey business. 🐒😉😅

That’ how it works🤣

This story looks funny yet it makes sense when you think deep

This story was sent to my WhatsApp group by a member.

God is good all the times

Some one posted this story and asked that it be shared. I enjoyed reading it. You will also:

A King had a male servant who, in all circumstances always said to him:

“My king, do not be discouraged because everything God does is perfect, no mistakes.”

One day, they went hunting and a wild animal attacked the king. The servant managed to kill the animal, but couldn’t prevent his majesty from losing a finger.

Furious, and without showing gratitude, the King said, “if God was good, I would not have been attacked and would not have lost one finger.”

The servant replied, “despite this, I can only tell you that God is good and everything He does is perfect, He is never wrong.”

Outraged by the response, the king ordered the arrest of his servant. While being taken to prison, he told the king again, “God is good and perfect.”

One day, the king left alone for another hunting expedition. This time, he was captured by savages who used human beings for sacrifice.

On the altar, the savages found that the king didn’t have one finger in place and do released because he was considered not complete to be offered to the gods.

On his return to the palace, he ordered the release of his servant and said, “My friend, God was really good to me. I was almost killed but for lack of a single finger, I was let go. But I have a question. If God is so good, why did He allow me to put you in prison?”

The servant replied, “My king, if I had not been put in prison, I would have gone with you, and would have been sacrificed, because I have no missing finger. Everything God does is perfect, He is never wrong.”

Often, we complain about life, and the negative things that happen to us, forgetting that everything happens for a purpose. God knows why you are reading this message today. God is good and perfect.

A good attitude will determine your altitude. When you look at your life, career, job or family life, what do you say? Do you praise God? Do you blame Satan? A good attitude towards God makes Him move on your side. Just sit down and say, “Today , I am thankful I had a peaceful sleep. I am thankful I am alive with possibilities. I am thankful I have a roof over me. I am thankful I have a job. I am thankful that I have Family and Friends. Above all, I am thankful that I have God in my life.

Be blessed and don’t be envious or shocked when others prosper because you don’t know what they have been through to get there (tests, trials and tribulations); so thank God for what you have.

Little is much when God is in it. It is well with God’s grace. Everything God does is for our own good.

Boatman educates Professor (Be inspired today 138 by Ngobesing Suh Romanus)

I read a very interesting story of how a boatman taught a big lesson to a Professor. I actually enjoyed reading the story.

As it goes, the two men were traveling together by boat and chatting. The Professor asked the boatman:

“Do you know Geography?”

“No!” replied the boatman.

What of physiology?” pursued the Professor;

“I do not,” he replied.

“Did you study Geology? asked
the Professor.

“No!”responded the boatman.

“What of astrology and ecology?”

Each time, the boatman said he had not.

“Poor you!” concluded the Professor. “How can you know nothing about these wonderful subjects? It means you have wasted half a lifetime.”

The boat man was silent. Shortly after, a great storm arose and their boat began to swing from side to side as it was tossed by the angry waves.

The Professor began to fear and tremble. Realizing the boat could overturn and they would sink, he asked the boatman:

“What are we going to do? Do you think we are going to arrive safely?

“I am afeaid we may not,” the boatman responded. “The wind is strong. It won’t be easy for us to arrive safely.”

Hearing this, the Professor began to shiver.
Unfortunately,the storm only grew worse; and he became even more frightened.

The boatman looked calm and unafraid.

Shivering the Professor asked
“Are you not afraid?

“Why should I?” responded the boatman.

“Because if the boat goes down, we go down with it.”

“You said it,” said the boatman.

“What do you mean?” inquired the Professor.

The boatman saw that the Professor was really frightened, and understood why. He did not know how to swim. He asked:

“Mr. Professor, you studied wonderful subjects like arithmetic, history, geography,psycology, physiology, and philosophy, but what about swimmology?

“There was no time for a thing like that,” responded the Professor.

“Then I am sorry for you Mr. Professor. I may have wasted half of my life, but you are soon going to lose all your life since you had time only for important subjects and no time for an unimportant subject like swimmology.”

A bitter lesson the Professor learned.

Don’t miss your luck (Be inspired today 98 by Ngobesing Suh Romanus)

I found this story about judging from appearance so interesting that I read it twice and shared with my spouse. Kamal posts beautiful stories on her site. This one is not only very interesting but also it has a big lesson.

When I read it, my spontaneous reaction was I wanted to know more about the main characters.

I wonder how you will react to it. I think it is a story every body should read. We all seem guilty at one time or other of misjudging people from appearance.

Let me leave you to savour Kamal’s sweet story.