WHEN MY LIFE FLASHED BEFORE ME: WHAT IS MY LIFE? A VAPOUR? (1)

Dateline was Wednesday, November 25, 2015. I think it was a strategic day…

First it was our wedding anniversary…

Second, it was the day that my whole life flashed before me as if the end had come for me…It was as if my chest jammed and was  commanding my whole system to pack up without delay or issuing any reasonable ultimatum…

In a twinkle of an eye, I was losing grip and control of all my sensibilities and my space…I couldn’t just help the dictate of my body and the system thereof…Everything seems to be shutting down in very quick succession…

At that point I saw the futility of life and human pursuits…Alas nothing mattered, to-do, weekly report, queries, progressive discipline, deadlines, speaking engagements preparation for same, promises, obligations, successes, failures and matters, irrationality of regulatory bodies like the Corporate Affairs Commission, whose  nuisance of its operations impugn on your integrity and professional standing as a Solicitor, the state of the nation, the Third World mentality and the African tragedy of wasting its best minds, and many more of my many concerns…it dawned on me like never before that breath is an anchor to all human pursuits and my life is like a vapour, which appears for a while.

Suddenly, there was pandemonium…Chaos was abundant in the air…I saw the wife of my youth of nine years, my darling Oluwafunmilayo (my friend and my sister and the mother of our children, who have chosen to pitch their tents in my loins in the last nine years of our marriage, until the time appointed by the father), running upstairs…
She was earlier getting ready for a time at the spa and wedding anniversary dinner…

She returned with a small bottle and began to fill my mouth with many tablets, which I later understood to be baby aspirin, when the battle for my life was over and won…’Love, what is the matter,’ she yelled helplessly…Tears rolled down my wide-opened eyes as I couldn’t muster the strength to say a word…This expressive and boisterous fellow that I am, was for once in a long time without available energy and spirit for expression…

‘Call his brother,’ Oluwafunmilayo instructed one of my staff. Pronto my twin brother was on the phone. ‘Please brother Kenny come quickly, your brother is not talking anymore,’ she cried out.

I was carried into the car by two of my staff, Damilola and Damilola.Our Graphics Artist, Williams, who I gave an instruction just before the drama began, watched me in deep shock as I was being moved into the car. My wife was behind the steering…I mustered all of my strength to say just two things, ‘Grace Springs Hospital,’ This is the hospital established by The Fountain of Life Church, where I have worshipped in the last 18 years, since I came to Christ…Grace Springs Hospital is more than a hospital to me…It was a place of contact and connect with the anointing and grace upon my father in the Lord, Pastor Taiwo ODUKOYA.

As we drove as our Magodo GRA(Phase II), I muttered the second word, ‘Call PK.’ PK is Pastor Olakunle SORIYAN. He is a mentor and covenant brother. He is a pastor in the Fountain of Life Church. In fact he took me by his hand to the church and helped me to find my feet in Christ…We have being through a lot together, fought and won many battles together…I felt his voice will reach my spirit quickest in this strategic day of adversity…’Friends are born for adversity,’ says the Holy Writ.

I believe that in the battle for life, chances author irreparable loss…’Two cannot work together except they agree.’ Pronto, PK was on the phone and he began to call me back to life…I heard him…He spoke of my glorious destiny…He spoke of unfinished assignments…Wow…He was not just praying… He spoke with the voice with which my inner man was trained to respond to the instructions of heaven in undiluted obedience…By the time we was making the third or fourth declaration, grace was supplied in torrential flow, hallelujah, I heard him clearly, normalcy returned to by spirit, soul and body, I shouted, ‘amen’ from the depth of my soul and I became very calm.

My brother has taken over the car from my Oluwafunmilayo, having joined us at Magodo Gate…We arrived at the hospital and I was attended to immediately…I was placed on temporary medication and series of tests were recommended…ECG and all, five tests in all. The doctor on duty, a doctor in deed, observed me for another thirty minutes and released me to go home…The doctor said the results of the test will determine if I will be referred to a cardiologist the next day…First thing in the morning, Thursday, November 26, 2015, we went to run the tests…In the evening, my wife and I were face to face with the doctor for interpretations…Everything was fine, says the doctor…What happened to me could have been the contraction of the muscles in my esophagus…I wish what I felt that day was as simple as the doctor finally explained it…

My cholesterol level was said to be high…I was advised on diet and exercises, I have abstained from in the name of being busy with work…My work schedule received some knocks and advise was given for a realignment of my work life with the reality of the mechanism of the human body and the necessary attention it deserves.

Case closed…I returned home…And my phone, on which I write this piece which my wife confiscated from me since Wednesday was released to me on Friday, November 27, 2015.

But I am not done yet…I have picked some fundamental lessons from this humbling experience, particularly on my work and lifestyle, which I must share with you next week…

I don’t want to keep you longer than I have kept you today…And remember, I am writing from my knees on this LORD’S Day and they are beginning to ache…My wife also have been wondering what I am beginning to do on the phone again…I guess I should wrap up now for peace’s sake.

I am Taiwo AKINLAMI and I am Sober on My Knees on this LORD’S Day, saying, My LIFE is like a VAPOUR

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REPORTED SODOMY IN KANO STATE BOARDING SCHOOL: MY SINCERE TAKE

Two weeks ago the Kano State Government  directed the immediate closure of Hassan Gwarzo Boarding Secondary School, a private school, over allegations of sexual abuse on the male students. Apart from the fact that It was alleged that some boys were sexually abused by some unknown men, the case of sodomy was reported at the boys’ hostel in Sallari Quaters, Kano.

The state government thereafter set up a 14-man committee to immediately investigate the situation and report back to the government for appropriate actions.

This sad story brings to the fore again the issue of protection of our precious children, particularly within the school environment. This story is an index to many other cases of bizarre abuses within and outside the school system, which come to our table in seemingly  ceaseless torrents as Child Protection experts. I daresay that never in the history of mankind are our precious children subjected to the kind of siege of abuse they are subjected to today, particularly in places, which are supposed to the havens of succour and protection for them.

Yet to many of our primary and secondary caregivers, it is business as usual. Needless to say that the response of the Kano State government, though may be considered commendable is the typical and predictable  responses of the persons and individuals saddled with the all-important responsibility of protecting our precious children from abuse. We seem to have embraced, as permanent and sole solution, the culture of response over the better culture of prevention.

Again permit me to submit for the umpteenth time that any child protection mechanism, which is built on response through the fire-brigade and sporadic machinery of enforcement like we see in Kano State is NOT IN THE BEST INTEREST OF THE INTEREST.

Prevention through establishing the CULTURE of Child Protection through the instrumentalities of Intelligence, Strategy/System, Implementation and enlightenment is the globally compliant and BEST INTEREST OF THE CHILD-focused approach to Child Protection. It is our expert opinion and professional optimism that abuses of all kinds are PREVENTABLE as outlined above.

The truth is that abuse of any kind does PERMANENT and VIOLENT damage to the the spirit, soul and body of the child, except there is divine intervention. Therefore it is better for children not to be abused than for us to begin to run the costly race of response after the child has been abused. Thus I agree with Fredrick Douglas that it is easier to build strong children than to repair broken adults. It is also important to note that it is more costly to respond to abuse than to prevent same. UNICEF submits that it is 4(four) times costlier to respond to any form of child abuse than to prevent same.

Today’ caregivers either persons or institutions are inexcusable in this matter. Does your family, workplace, religious places of worship, community and schools have Child Protection Policies, which creates a PROTECTIVE ENVIRONMENT for our precious children.

It constitutes nothing but contributing out destructive quota to the irreparable damage of the present and the future of our precious children to read this piece and still remain passive and unconcerned and stand aloof concerning this critical matter concerning the collective destiny of our precious children.

This is again a clarion call from a burdened soul to our collective conscience to again stand up for the BEST INTEREST OF OUR PRECIOUS CHILDREN. Make it your top priority this new week to develop Child Protection Policies for your FAMILY, WORKPLACE, COMMUNITY, RELIGIOUS PLACES OF WORSHIP and YOUR SCHOOLS. Our organisation, Taiwo AKINLAMI Academy is available to provide IDEOLOGICAL and TECHNICAL support if you contact us by either sending us a mail @ principal@taiwoakinlami.com or send a text to 08033620843.
Do have an INSPIRED week.
I am Taiwo AKINLAMI and I remain Sober on My Knees on this LORD’S Day.

From UYO with DIVINE INSPIRATION

My team and I arrived the serene Uyo town, Akwa-Ibom State on Thursday, November 5, 2015 having been invited to preach the Gospel According to Child Protection to teachers, school leaders and invited guests at the annual State Conference of the Association of Christian Schools International(ACSI)…
We had a great time as God gave us unusual utterance…
I received the inspiration for this message as I prepared for the Uyo Program…
I wish you an inspirational reading:
NONE can lead ANY until he leads ONE…
To LEAD ALL I MUST first LEAD ONE…
It is either ONE or NONE…
For FAITHFULNESS in LITTLE cheaply UNLOCKS the fortified CITY, called MORE…
The attempt to LEAD ALL before LEADING ONE is FATAL in SELF-DECEPTION…
It is a MAJOR ATTACK and UNBEARABLE INSULT on the ORDER of LIFE, which UNDOUBTEDLY provokes LIFE to RESPOND with SUREST of all FAILURES…

Can I LEAD the WAY to WHERE I have not SEEN or TAKE OTHERS WHERE I have not BEING? Selah…
Can the BLIND lead the BLIND?
Yes!!! It is ONLY that their DESTINATION is as SURE as a devastating DITCH…

I am Taiwo AKINLAMI, Sober on my knees on the LORD’S day today, I declare boldly to this present world and beyond:
I LEAD ONE and I SEEK to LEAD NONE until I LEAD ONE and LEAD him EFFECTIVELY…
I mean until I LEAD him FRUITFULLY and he’s KNOWN by NOTHING but his FRUITS…
My MANIFESTO, as found in the CONSTITUTION of LIFE, authored by the MAKER of all things is EXAMPLE…
I am the GUINEA PIG in the LABORATORY of the IDEOLOGY upon which HE RESTS my LIFE in His ETERNAL WISDOM…
I DRAW MEN unto HIM, WHO SENT me…
I am the ONE you TASTE and SEE that HE WHO sent me is GOOD and GOOD INDEED…
I LEAD ONE…
I LEAD ME…
I LEAD I…
My LIFE is my MESSAGE…
My STORY is my INSPIRATION of POSSIBILITY of TRANSFORMATION for ONE and for ALL…
I am the RESULT…
I am the EVIDENCE…
I am the CHANGE…
I am the FIRST FRUIT…
I am HIS GRACE REVEALED…
Yet, I am not PERFECTION…
But I am not HYPOCRISY…
I LIVE…
I PRACTICE…
I PREACH…
I WIN…
HE LEADS ME…
I LEAD ME…
I LEAD ONE…
I LEAD ALL…
Do have an INSPIRED week.
I am Taiwo AKINLAMI
http://www.taiwoakinlami.com
@taiwoakinlami