Who Am I?

“What do you consider to be the most disgusting thing in the world?” is the question the young journalist was posing to travelers going through Kennedy Airport (USA) the morning of his greatest life changing encounter. There were many answers, all reflecting the devastating conditions of the world climate. Yet, when he saw a young Zen Monk in complete Buddhist dress, the journalist knew this would be a different viewpoint. With eagerness, he awaited the monk’s answer to the question. The monk answered with a counter-question: “Who are you?” startled, the reporter answered, “I am John Smith” “No, that is just your name, but who are you?” “I am a journalist for a television company” “No, that is just your job, but who are you?” “I am a human being,” “No, that is just your species, but who are YOU?” The journalist finally understood what the monk meant and stood there with his mouth wide open because he couldn’t find anything to say. He really had never thought about “who HE was”.

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Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus

Imagine that men are from Mars and women are from Venus. One day long ago the Martians, looking through their telescopes, discovered the Venusians. Just glimpsing the Venusians awakened feelings they had never known. They fell in love and quickly invented space travel and flew to Venus. The Venusians welcomed the Martians with open arms. They had intuitively known that this day would come. Their hearts opened wide to a love they had never felt before. The love between the Venusians and Martians was magical. They delighted in being together, doing things together, and sharing together. Though from different worlds, they reveled in their differences. They spent months learning about each other, exploring and appreciating their different needs, preferences, and behavior patterns. For years they lived together in love and harmony. Then they decided to fly to Earth. In the beginning everything was wonderful and beautiful. But the effects of Earth’s atmosphere took hold, and one morning ever...

12 Ways To Be A Blessing To Your Church

Do you remember a statement similar to this one made by President John F. Kennedy? In his inaugural address on January 20, 1961, he said, “Ask not what your country can do for you—ask what you can do for your country. My fellow citizens of the world: ask not what America will do for you, but what together we can do for the freedom of man.” I remember learning that famous quote in school. I think more people would be saved and ministered to if Christians had that same thinking in the Church today. Many times we have a tendency to look for ways to be blessed rather than looking for ways to be a blessing. Of course, you know as well as I do that the best way to have joy unspeakable in our lives is to be a giver. Real joy is in putting others first instead of ourselves. Click Here To Download The Book

The Smart Money Woman

Most people don't know where the money they earn goes. What percentage of your income goes to food? Transportation? Clothes? Just like in any successful business where you track the revenue and costs periodically, it is also important to track the expenses in our personal lives. Nigerian women have to become the CFOs of their financial lives and learn to take control of the income they earn now, instead of waiting for their incomes to increase in the future before they learn to manage money. Some women have no idea how much their lifestyle costs. She may not spend recklessly, but she subconsciously develops a habit of spending—good or bad. If you don't treat the money you earn with respect, it will leave you with no respect. We have to learn to spend with intention by allocating oure resources to reflect the lifestyle we want and are able to sustainably afford. Click Here To Download The Book

The Last Juror

After decades of patient mismanagement and loving neglect, The Ford County Times went bankrupt in 1970. The owner and publisher, Miss Emma Caudle, was ninety-three years old and strapped to a bed in a nursing home in Tupelo. The editor, her son Wilson Caudle, was in his seventies and had a plate in his head from the First War. A perfect circle of dark grafted skin covered the plate at the top of his long, sloping forehead, and throughout his adult life he had endured the nickname of Spot. Spot did this. Spot did that. Here, Spot. There, Spot. Click Here To Download The Book

Finally Lust Free

The way your soul operates is so profound; remember your soul refers to your mind, will and emotions. Let’s make an illustration to explain how the devil targets your soul. Click to Download

Men Are Like Waffles, Women Are Like Spaghetti

The differences are not limited to conversation, however. As research accumulates, it is becoming increasingly obvious that God made men and women different in many ways. They think differently, they process emotions differently, they make decisions differently, and they learn differently. And yet men and women complement one another so beautifully that a healthy relationship makes both partners more complete. Consider the following ways that modern research has highlighted our uniqueness. The differences start in the physical structure of the brain. “Now research is confirming that the brains of men and women are subtly different…For example, studies show that human male brains are, on average, approximately ten percent larger than female brains. Certain brain areas in women, however, contain more nerve cells.” Click Here To Download The Book

14 Lessons From 14 Years Of Marriage

Before the church can recover from the shock, the pastor asked the church to arise for the closing prayers, before they completed the closing prayers, I had left the church and my phone was switched off. It's only when you can see me or call me that you will have access to the venue and it's only those who have been numbered among the 20 that knows the venue to my wedding. I have always believed that only three sets of persons are important for wedding ceremony, the couple, family representatives & a minister of God. Click Here To Download The Book

The Goddess Test

“How did it happen this time?” Henry tensed at the sound of her voice, and he tore his eyes away from the lifeless body on the bed long enough to look at her. Diana stood in the doorway, his best friend, his confidante, his family in every way except by blood, but even her presence didn’t help rein in his temper. “Drowned,” said Henry, turning back to the body. “I found her floating in the river early this morning.” He didn’t hear Diana move toward him, but he felt her hand on his shoulder. “And we still don’t know…?” “No.” His voice was sharper than he’d intended, and he forced himself to soften it. “No witnesses, no footprints, no traces of anything to indicate she didn’t jump in the river because she wanted to.” “Maybe she did,” said Diana. “Maybe she panicked. Or maybe it was an accident.” “Or maybe somebody did this to her.” He broke away, pacing the room in an attempt to get as far from the body as possible. “Eleven girls in eighty years. Don’t tell me this was an accident.” She ...

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