WHAT COUNTS IN LIFE?

Every thing in life counts.

What other people put as their top priority  could be a least priority to someone else. The basic thing is to know what your priorities are and put them in a scale of preference.

Due to technological advancement, everyone own a smart phone and most people live their lives on social media. they cant stay a minute without their phones. This is what count to them. As a result of this, a lot of relationships have been broken. People do not want to talk to you anymore, they prefer you chat with them on social media networks.

Recently, the number of deaths from suicide has increased. This is traced to depression. a warm hug or a little word of encouragement could have kept them alive.

To me, what counts in life is the time i spend with my family - kids, parents, siblings and a few friends, followed by the work i do.

Lonely, lonely me

I cannot believe this is me sitting all alone with no one to talk to. My friends have all gone. The quarters where I stay is as silence as the grave, my place of work is cold. What a life. Every day I walk the lonely path and cross the quiet road to work- the once lively road I used to know has suddenly become strange to me.  All the shops under locks and keys and everybody behind closed doors for the fear of the unknown.

My heart bleeds ‘cos the people I used to know have all gone. As I stare at my friend’s house, uncontrollable tears roll down my cheek. This is where i used spend the better part of the evening sharing the bible, watching tv, gisting and eating together.

Now I spend hours at my window staring into space. This is what loneliness has done to me. Eating has become a task for me as I can no longer eat alone. I am beginning to lose weight all to loneliness. I try to read but cannot concentrate because I am lonely. 

Even the church has been deserted. Service was cold. The beautiful and lively faces have all gone. God, what a life! Heaven I need a hug right now. Oh lord, fill this void and emptiness shine your light on my darkness.

Lonely, lonely, all by myself. All alone in my tiny world. I’ll just close my eyes and drift away from this lonely place.

TRUST NO ONE (04-07-2011)

There should have been a whisper in the wind. Or maybe a deep chill in the bone. Something about what the day has in stock. Most times we brush away what the mind tells us but today God was on my side because listened and didn't brush away what my mind was telling me. I have an appointment with a pastor and my gut told me to put on a jean trouser and i top- i wore exactly that.

I got there and took a sit. Without wasting time, i told him what had brought me and we discussed about it. After the whole discussion, he asked for my phone. He wanted to see my pictures- Strange. but i gave him to go through it. Before i could say JESUS, this pastor had grabbed me like a goal keeper would grab a ball.

What is it pastor?, I said. Just relax, he replied. What?!. This is surreal i thought. the Bible says "For we wrestle not against flesh and blood...". this is more than flesh and blood, i was determined to wrestle with him. Thank God for my strength, i grabbed hold of his shoulders and pushed him away, he fell over the table and hit the ground. I rushed out only to be faced with a barking dog. God where are you? i whispered, i was caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. He tried to hold me again but when he saw that i was ready for a fight he relaxed and said "OK, OK am sorry". Please i want to go or i would scream, i replied. No one will hear you if you scream and if you go out the dog will bite your heels, he said.

I was in a confused state. I had no option than to beg this devil that calls himself a pastor. 'Please let me go'.

I will let you go on one condition promise me you would come next week, i looked into his eyes, they were burning with lust. God forbid i thought, but i quickly said yes just to get out. He chased the dog away and guided me till i was out of the compound.

There is nothing like freedom no matter how little it is. Fresh breeze greeted my face as i stepped out and i felt so much relaxed. I headed for my house. I hit my bed as soon as i got home. I tried to take a nap but i couldn't get one. My mind drifted back to what had happened earlier, I couldn't fathom it. I was near been raped. God!. This must have been a dream. What would have happened had it been i wore a skirt- i would have gone home in torn clothes. No. Pastor?, Pastor?. It can't be true. So i decided to text him.

ME- I don't really know what you were up to just can't believe that was you. i don't understand, you should explain.

PASTOR- I don't know how you will take this; i love and i want you close to me. is that okay by you.

I was stunned, i felt cold chill in my body then i replied.

ME- STRANGE

PASTOR- How do you mean

ME- You are supposed to be a pastor please i am not interested.

PASTOR- I know you are surprised but i just told you the sincere truth. please don't say no. its between the two of us.

I will never be a part to sin! so i replied him,

ME- PASTOR are you sure you are born again? what about your wife? remember 1 cor 10:12

PASTOR- Please sister Stella forgive me about that; am very sorry, i don't know what came over me. please don't even remind me of that temptation and my mistake. please just assume it never happened and i hope you'll still take me as your pastor.

Indeed, how can i take someone who almost raped me as my pastor? Impossible!. I decided to stop going to church, for one week i didn't go for service. What am i going to hear in the first place. Do not commit adultery or what?. this experience affected me psychologically, i wasn't thinking straight any more, There was nobody to talk to.

Not until after i told my sister did i get better. I decided to put all what happened behind me. I have forgiven the pastor though, but i can never forget that experience. Thank God i wasn't raped. I have learnt a lesson- TRUST NO ONE

JUST ME

Hello there, I want to say something about myself. Sometimes it is hard to introduce yourself because you know yourself so well that you do not know where to start with. Let me give a try to see what kind of image you have about me through my self-description. I hope that my impression about myself and your impression about me are not so different. Here it goes.

I am Stella Williams,from the Niger Delta Region or better put, from south- south, an economist and i am positive about every aspect of life. There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, (mafia and crimes). I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to feel the music flowing on my face,I like to do thought experiment when I cannot sleep in the middle of the night. I like to sleep early, I like to get up late, yeah.

I had wanted to be a great lawyer, like Gani Fawehinmi, but of course, I am nowhere close him, yet. I am just someone who does some research, and some writing. But my dream is still alive.

If you are interested in knowing more, read my articles or take a look at my pictures. Do not expect too much, and keep your sense of humor.

DECISON

a choice made between alternative courses of action in a situation of uncertainty