When people talk about serving God or their journey with God, I can't help but to wonder about their relationship with God and if He actually answers their prayers or not. I also wonder if they feel as if their life is on hold. On a normal day my relationship with God is uaually a 7 out of 10 but it seems like...
Surrounded by Disney princesses and nothing but the color pink. A twin bed that felt like a California king bed, a wall full of memories, desires and the people i admire.A huge spray paint tag of my sister's name and I that almost earned me a slap from papa dearest lol. A closet full of colorful clothes and shoes that i'd either end...
Dear Mr. President,
We're from different generations so I doubt you were a rebellious teenager who felt like your parents didnt give you enough freedom, BUT I do know you were a prisoner of poverty(after all the poster outside the PDP office says you walked to school without shoes.) I know although now you live a rather lavish life, you still remmeber how it feels to be poor. Now lets take a trip down memory lane, as a kid you only want the good things never the bad but in your case unfortuantely you were forced to experience the latter. For the fact that you were forced your freedom to enjoy good things in life was prevented by the bastard we call poverty.
Now Mr. President think about the 234 girls who were taken from their school, imagine how they feel to have their freedom taken away from them within the blink of an eye. Their freedom to see their loved ones, their freedom to movement and their freedom to life has all been taken away from them just like that..i know you at least experienced these freedoms but imagine if you didn't.. Sure you keep telling the nation that you're doing your best towards the situation,but your best isn't good enough and your wife crying "chai chai there is God ooo" won't help us find where these poor girls are..Yes there are 1000+ more girls in this country but these 234 girls that are missing are also the future of this country.. Mr. President you're a man, I think it's about time you do what every man does when problems arise: take charge and let these evil men know that enough is enough.
Sincerly,
A Very Concerned & Annoyed Citizen
We're from different generations so I doubt you were a rebellious teenager who felt like your parents didnt give you enough freedom, BUT I do know you were a prisoner of poverty(after all the poster outside the PDP office says you walked to school without shoes.) I know although now you live a rather lavish life, you still remmeber how it feels to be poor. Now lets take a trip down memory lane, as a kid you only want the good things never the bad but in your case unfortuantely you were forced to experience the latter. For the fact that you were forced your freedom to enjoy good things in life was prevented by the bastard we call poverty.
Now Mr. President think about the 234 girls who were taken from their school, imagine how they feel to have their freedom taken away from them within the blink of an eye. Their freedom to see their loved ones, their freedom to movement and their freedom to life has all been taken away from them just like that..i know you at least experienced these freedoms but imagine if you didn't.. Sure you keep telling the nation that you're doing your best towards the situation,but your best isn't good enough and your wife crying "chai chai there is God ooo" won't help us find where these poor girls are..Yes there are 1000+ more girls in this country but these 234 girls that are missing are also the future of this country.. Mr. President you're a man, I think it's about time you do what every man does when problems arise: take charge and let these evil men know that enough is enough.
Sincerly,
A Very Concerned & Annoyed Citizen
Do you ever wonder what would happen if a crises was to happen in your country? What would you do? How would you react to the situation at hand? Would you pack up and leave your family behind if you had the opportunity or stay back with them and prepare yourselves for the possible outcomes? I've always thought about the situation in my...
"Oh you're Nigerian!? " - A question that was so frequently asked when I was in 6th through 9th grade. I used to think it was a good thing that I didnt look like "those other africans" because I wanted to look like a fellow American especially since i grew up around mostly white kids and for them to say my name was...