Browsing: May Olusola

It was only after someone came up with the idea of providing Gidado with a handcrafted wooden wagon (measuring around four feet) to get around in that Gidado started to rise above his pain and misery. With the help of his family and friends who took Gidado where he needed to go, he made the most of a very delicate situation and lived a “normal life.”

Most times, people honor their fathers or the special men in their lives as a result of the positive impact they made on them. I remember my dad for his gentleness, his love for peace and family. He was known to stick his neck out to a fault for family and friends. Anytime there is as little as a discord-related hiccup in the family today, nine out to 10 times someone will say, “If your dad was alive, he would have prevented it.”

Many times I find myself wondering what the word “love” means. Does it really hold no record of wrongs even if you’re constantly afflicted by mental anguish and scorned with disrespect? Is it really unconditional selflessness that encourages you to forgive your offender 70 times seven even if they grieve your spirit beyond comprehension? Is there really love at first sight, or is love an emotion that develops with time and friendship? Last, is it true that love is blind and marriage is the eye opener?

The Eiffel Tower was number one on the list. On getting to Paris, we learned of one of France’s most visited tourist attraction; an impressive Palace in Versailles also known as Chateau de Versailles. We jumped at the opportunity and set out to Versailles, a 45 minute drive from the center of Paris. Nothing prepared us for the jaw dropping magnificence that greeted us. All that glittered here was gold!

I walked around the building twice and didn’t find my son. I alerted security in the recreation facility, which was attached to a large shopping mall, and they began searching in earnest. Thirty minutes went by, and there was no sign of my beloved son. As I walked around, I had been confessing, “Lord, you cannot suffer me to be disgraced; You promised You will never leave or forsake me.”

I can bet Maimuna Anyene, a human resources manager at United Technologies Corp. in West Hartford, Connecticut, was more than excited about her upcoming trip to Nigeria.

In 2006, I was enmeshed in an emotional and mental turmoil that needed divine intervention. When it got to an unbearable level, I was pushed to seek answers from God or continue suffering and smiling. I chose the former as I checked into a hotel room in Desoto, TX and declared a 3 day dry fast.

If you ask me for a man that has lived for 108 years on earth, still standing, preaching from the pulpit without a cane, taking no medication, has all his teeth, hair and vision intact, still travelling locally and internationally, I will gladly present Bishop Otis G. Clark. Known as the world’s oldest evangelist, Clark is quick to clasp his strong historical hands together, display an exuberant grin that defies age and lets you know with bright eyes like that of a kid eyeing a Lollipop “I am trying to keep up with the young folks.”

“Reveal deep and secret things to me about my life, dear Lord!”This was the desperate plea in my heart as I checked into a hotel in DeSoto, Texas, early in the morning of June 22, 2006. I paid for three days but was prepared to stay more. My Bible, a notepad, a bag of toiletries, and a fierce determination to hear from the Lord accompanied me. I declared a three-day dry fast – no food, no water. Like Jacob in the Bible, I wasn’t going to let the Lord go until he blessed me with the solution to the problem I came with.