The Leadership Secrets Of Billy Graham

When you hear the name Billy Graham, do you think first of his leadership? Most of us do not. We recall his preaching to vast crowds in stadiums. We see the gracious television guest, appearing with hosts from Johnny Carson and David Frost to Larry King and Barbara Walters—always responding with gentle wisdom, explaining the gospel, but humbly admitting his own limitations. We remember his leading the nation in dramatic times of grief, or helping inaugurate presidents, but more as national pastor than leader.

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Sexual Principles Of Marriage

We are looking into the matters from the unmarried state to the married. The Lord Jesus Christ wants to open the eye of your understanding to so many things. If there are things you find hard to understand as you read, I will advise that you rely on the Holy Spirit for interpretation. Kindly ask the Lord in prayers because you are about to unravel some mysteries. Click Here To Download The Book

The Art Of Seduction

We all have the power of attraction—the ability to draw people in and hold them in our thrall. Far from all of us, though, are aware of this inner potential, and we imagine attractiveness instead as a near-mystical trait that a select few are born with and the rest will never command. Yet all we need to do to realize our potential is understand what it is in a person's character that naturally excites people and develop these latent qualities within us. Successful seductions rarely begin with an obvious maneuver or strategic device. That is certain to arouse suspicion. Successful seductions begin with your character, your ability to radiate some quality that attracts people and stirs their emotions in a way that is beyond their control. Hypnotized by your seductive character, your victims will not notice your subsequent manipulations. It will then be child's play to mislead and seduce them. There are nine seducer types in the world. Each type has a particular character trait th...

God's Plan For Your Money

In contemporary culture, money plays a large role in each of our lives. If God does not have a plan for our money, then a major part of our lives is not under His control. In turn, this circumstance will inevitably affect other areas of our lives. The truth is that many Christians, whose lives are not really under God's control, try to solve their problems by becoming more spiritual. However, many times the answer is to be more practical. Click Here To Download The Book

My Father's Farmland

The trio were the children of Baba Jenriayegbe, who was a poverty-stricken fellow. The trio didn’t enjoy any luxury while growing up, coupled with the fact that their mother had died in their early years. Fate decided to show how cruel life could be on one side of the world when the only person who gave them hope died. Their father died when Ola and Ope were 16 years old, while Oba was 18. Ola and Ope were twin girls, while Oba was the eldest. Their non-Yoruba speaking friends preferred to call them using the English interpretation of their name. Ola was called WEALTH, Ope was called PRAISE, while Oba was called KING. The trio’s father didn’t leave a pin for the trio and the few things that they had in their little room was sold to give him a decent burial in the family compound. However, if Baba Jenriayegbe failed in everything, He didn’t fail in raising his children in the way and in the fear of God. By the age of 15, the twin girls had finished the New Testament of the Bible Twice, ...

The Act Of Marriage

The act of marriage is that beautiful and intimate relationship shared uniquely by a husband and wife in the privacy of their love—and it is sacred. In a real sense, God designed them for that relationship. Proof that it is a sacred experience appears in God’s first commandment to humankind: “Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it” (Gen. 1:28). That charge was given before sin entered the world; therefore lovemaking and procreation were ordained and enjoyed while the man and the woman continued in their original state of innocence. This necessarily includes the strong and beautiful mating urge a husband and wife feel for each other. Doubtless Adam and Eve felt that urge in the Garden of Eden, just as God intended, and although we lack any written report for proof, it is reasonable to conclude that Adam and Eve made love before sin entered the garden (see Gen. 2:25). The idea that God designed our sex organs for our enjoyment comes almost as a surprise to some ...

Anchor Man

Can you imagine a father talking to a child like that? Now I know why Stern talks to millions of people every day on the radio like that. Why did Howard Stern’s father talk to him like that? I think that Howard’s father talked to him like that because when his father was a young boy his father talked to him like that. In other words the problem of degrading young boys with poisoned speech in the Stern family probably didn’t begin with Howard’s father. And it may not have started with his father. It’s entirely possible that kind of speech to children has been in the Stern family for generations. Click Here To Download The Book

The Goddess Hunt

The cave wound upward through the earth, and Pollux grasped Castor’s hand as he led him across the uneven ground. Cerberus’s snarls echoed through the tunnel, and though Pollux would’ve rather let the hellhound feast on his own innards than admit it, fear coursed through him like adrenaline. Hades’s massive three-headed guardian of the Underworld couldn’t hurt the dead, but Pollux wasn’t afraid of a dog. He was afraid of the god who trailed him. So maybe breaking his brother out of the Underworld wasn’t exactly the smartest idea Pollux had ever had, but the council hadn’t given him much of a choice. “Come on,” he said, pulling his brother’s arm. “It isn’t far now.” “You said that three miles ago.” Castor stumbled, but Pollux was there in an instant, pulling him back to his feet. “And now we’re three miles closer than we were before. Stop complaining and start running.” They staggered through the cave together, and behind them, Cerberus’s growls grew louder. Neither brother said a word ...

On The Edge

I’m running…running for my dear life…away from the pythonic grip of death desperately seeking to embrace me. The wind relays his message to me “I can run but not hide”. I hear his taunting high pitched shrieks echo in the dark and the once lively forest in a blink of an eye keeps mum. Fear, his long time ally in the extermination business, swoops down on me, sending goose bumps racing over my body. My heart palpitates like the beating of the Konga drum while my head re-enacts the pounding exercise between the mortar and the pestle. I hear the exchange of gun fire put up by the Husha team from the Kafali Resistance who had given their lives so we could escape. Ground shaking explosion, cries of the wounded, heavy artillery discharging bullets slaughtering men like chickens rend the air…men who were fathers, brothers, husbands, lovers, loyalists to the opposition, who had been brain washed to exterminate us. I duck branches, jump over fallen logs, splash through streams...

The Art Of Closing The Sale

WHEN I BEGAN SELLING, COLD-CALLING FROM OFFICE to office during the day, and from house to apartment during the evening, I was terrified of closing. Every day, I would sally forth to sell, unafraid to get face-to-face with prospects and enthusiastically deliver my sales information. Then, at the end, I would choke up and askhesitatingly, “What do you want to do now?” Invariably, the prospect would say, “Well, leave it with me and let me thinkabout it.” I learned later that the words, “Let me think it over” or “Let me think about it” are polite customer-speakfor “Goodbye forever; we’ll never meet again.” I convinced myself that people all over town were “thinking it over” and that my phone would soon fall off the hookwith eager buyers. But no one ever called. I finally realized that it was not the product, the price, the market, or the competition that was holding me back from making sales. It was me. More specifically, it was my fear of asking a closing question. One day, I decided tha...

Goddess Interrupted

“Do you accept your role as Queen of the Underworld?” said Henry. I could do this. I had to do this. For Henry’s sake—for my mother’s sake. For my sake. Because in the end, without Henry, I didn’t know who I was anymore. As I opened my mouth to say yes, a crash shattered the silence. I twisted around to survey the damage, but before I could get a good look, Ava appeared beside me and took my elbow. “We have to get out of here.” As we scrambled forward, another crash echoed through the hall, and a shimmering fog seeped into the palace. The same fog from my vision. This was the thing that had nearly killed Henry, and now it was attacking all of us. Without warning, it sliced through the air faster than the members of the council could control it, but it wasn’t aimed at Henry or Walter or Phillip. Click Here To Download The Book

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