My Melting Point

I trust you all remembered to appreciate our father’s yesterday. It was such wonderful feelings to have my many Dads pray for me yesterday, simply because I remembered to say some nice words. Dad’s eh, they are such softies J. And the men of RCCG COD Cambridge too had a wonderful weekend I was told following their successful highly anticipated MEN’s conference, and the turnouts of participants from around the globe. We women definitely missed out, but our turn is coming also on 16^th to 18^th of September. I can’t wait!

I learnt an important message on Sunday. The Men’s plenary speaker Rev. Kola Ewuosho was constrained to stay for the Sunday celebratory service, so that the rest of us who were not in attendance for the conference had something to take home too. And I learnt an important lesson of my life.

You see, I had lived in Isolation for four of my seven years as a Christian, and had learnt during that time of my life the many messages of perseverance, refusal to give up, the attitude of worship, a closer walk with God, and so many. And yet, I did not learn the lesson of “maturity in dealing with people”.

I am easily offended! And as the man of God reminded me on Sunday, is an action that means others can’t be free around you since you are not free yourself. It took getting used to. I learnt so much in my time of solitude, so much that I pleaded with God not to take me out of the mountains, but I realise now why I had to leave. I realise now, that the world is made up of relationships, and I cannot confidently say I love or I’m in LOVE with God if I don’t relate well with His people. It took the Lord to take me to a place of a meeting with so many minds and characters to reveal the truth of the state of my heart to me. And on Sunday it came to melting point.

Not everything in life is that important to lose your joy over, and your pride, your insecurities, your fear of rejection is not worth compared to the joy and freedom that you have found in Christ. To let it go, to let them go, and to allow you and they be free. I was even more encouraged on Sunday that my failure in the way I deal with people, my acceptance of my failure and my ability to admit it to God and my attitude of change is actually what prepares a way for my success.

Even though I was previously introduced to the Kingdom of God, my acceptance of Jesus Christ as my Saviour, allowed Him to become the foundation of my life. Yes, He taught me many lessons during the many seasons in my life, but I still needed to be a matured Christian. And thus I had to leave the comfort zone of the lovely mountains of Alto Adige, to a place where responsibility was key.

To make a choice to either be easily offended, or choose to see beyond the offenses! To choose to see the offenses as a stepping stone to the manifestation of the greater person God has created me to become. A woman who is conformed in the image of Christ living in Dominion and Freedom that has been given to me, because of the finished work of Christ on the cross. Indeed I will be a fool if I choose to remain a woman in bondage, in bonds and at the mercy of people God has created me to take responsibility of my actions towards. No! From today, I choose not to be offended, and go and sleep a day I feel it’s gotten to a critical point J. But I know the Lord sees my heart, and He will help me in this new decision of mine in Jesus Name. Amen. And if you are like me, make that choice today too, and you will not regret it. The Lord will help us all in Jesus Name. Amen.

Discount on the Treno Express

Hey guys... just wanted to give a just in UPDATE..hehe.. Im off tommorrow evening to the south of Italy for a friend's wedding. I had booked my flight originally which got cancelled and redirected to a different place. The notification was in Italian and English but I couldn't get past the Italian section, so asked for a refund only to find that everyone else I was travelling with took the redirected flight and the airline have now refunded me my money. This all happened when I was taking my much needed trips in August. when I decided to rebook again the price had "quardribbled", and we still had another 300 km left to go (which means cost of hiring a car). In the end, I opted to catch a 12hrs train there and another back. Either way the cost of the journey would still be the same for the origianl flight (which when I booked in July was 160 euros)

Anywho, to cut the long story short, I went to purchase my ticket, not only did they give me the most afordable option, they also gave me 20% discount on top of it all, leaving my collegues green with envy (as another one decided to go last minute). So here I am, paying 84 euros, for a 170 euro minimum train ticket. I am really so fantastically elated overjoyous, dazzled, beside myself happyness...lol.. FAVOUR. When my collegues read the options on the ticket, says that the dicount is only limited to a few people a year, and here I was one of them. Thank you Jesus. I know I know 80 odd euros may not amount to much, but its the principle. Everywhere I go, God is just blowing up the spot. Can't wait. I LOVE YOU JESUS. You make my heart go paulina paulina..lol.. muah.. God I'm just rubbing kisses all over your face.. You are my papa..

Oya I'll post something up tomorrow God willing before I go. Ciao my people.

Away not for much longer

I took some much needed time off from work and life in general to spend some serious time with the Lord. And as always He has been faithful. I am refreshed, revived, and godwilling "burning" for the Lord. I hope to update as soon as I get back to base. It is indeed well with my soul.

So how have you all been?

So its back to continental europe as usual!!

Hello everyone,

Im back from my travels.

So hopefully should be able to post more regularly than before. The Best month ever was this month of May. The Lord has been faithful, and forever good to me. I can testify of His goodness. As per usual, I am promising myself to work harder than ever, if I am ever going to get to the end of this year with some impact in the scientific community. Wish me well.

So how has everyone been?

Diamond dearest, the deed is done......

Why does TIME go so so quickly!!

Yikes its already the 24th. My goodness, what to do!!

So Lately

I should really be on top of the world, but I am slowly falling into a depressive state. My heart aches. Really. If it's not my "F" state, Its my "M" state. I was throwing up in the toilet and my bin yesterday. I feel like Im knocking against a brick wall. I am tired/exhausted in my spirit, but my body shows no signs of it.

My landlord saw me this morning, asked me if everything is well. I told him very well indeed. I came into my office slumped into my chair, my office mate asks me, its not like you to look so beaten. I tell him all is indeed well.

The funny thing is if you asked me what is trully bugging me, I have checked it, it's trully nothing major. Infact it's a non-factor. But what I know is the "devil be rebuked in my life" in Jesus Name. Amen. Prayers that have always been prayed on my behalf. The Lord has made me into a light, that glows from within and is seen from afar off, and His plans He will watch to fulfillment. He is faithful, and I cannot thank Him enough for the testimonies He has placed on my lips, for I will continually sing His praises from the roof tops, and declare His goodness in my life. For He has delivered me from the depths of the grave and made me the pride of nations. For His words reminds me that people I don't know will work for me. I claim His promises. All of it in Jesus Name.

So what is the koko of the oro, as my friend "child of the most high would say" - Lord help me not to see myself as a dissappointment to all I come in contact with. For I am fearfully and wonderfully made, and all my papers - looks like all 4 of them must be finished and published before august of this year in Jesus Name. Amen. Those people that are supposed to be working for me, I arrest them in Jesus name, and may they make my projects their priority in Jesus Name. Amen.

Going back to MT work. Thank you Jesus for answered prayers. Amen.

Itinerary

Lately, for loss of a better word, I havn't had the motivation to do anything, hence havn't had much to blog about. My life has now well and truly moved on to that next level, a level that requires all my attention. Mr # (not poetics) and I have sorted out our differences, and it's good to see him finally truly content, and in a happy place.

Work is going well, now looking for a new adventure, thankfully the next adventure I won't be doing it by myself. Seminars to prepare for, and travels to arrange. In the month of May I will be visiting Nigeria - Lagos; in the month of august Goteborg - Sweden; September USA - Santa Fe and ATL, and December back to Nigeria. Will be visiting UK on a monthly basis, So I am sending out official notice to all friends living in these aforementioned places, here is my itinerary. lol.

My students are truly working me hard. Hopefully when I have some time I will update. So how have you all been?

There trully is no place like Home

So I am now back in England for some time (ok, two weeks), so calling on all my UK crew make space in your diary for me.

Short post, but I miss you all, so I thought to just be reminding you all that I am around, but not gone.

Oh and Udo, yes you being a silent reader and all, I have something special to post on. Watch this space. lol.

I Dare you to Hope!!

J: Hello darling, how far
L: Nne I am well. Its just that lately my body seem to be really bloated. I feel like my Body is too big for me to enter..lol..
J: You are nuts,,, Emotionally nko,
L: I'm still here
J: I can tell that lately you've started to weary, and for this reason I am convinced God is about to do something super great in your life.

........ she continues.... we pray, we laugh.....

J: but always remember not to let the enemy have control over your thoughts, always keep it under lock and key
L: I have already made up my mind, that since Today.. is the day that the Lord has made, I must rejoice and be glad in it regardless of my circumstance
J:I know in my heart of hearts that something is about to break forth....... she continues..
L: I've even started to have major attacks from the enemy.... things are no longer the way it seemed, people are no longer who I thought they were........
J: Make your mind up to forgive and forget, because you have been created for bigger things....

........ we continue....... she continues....... we laugh again, pray, encourage one another..

Lately, one of the most difficult lessons I have had to learn is perseverance. I have been patient for a long while now, but it's as if in me being patient I really need to persevere. It is wonderfully true that the Lord never changes. If indeed He were to change, I will probably be in bigger difficulty. Yet I am continually amazed about how God does things.

He trully is a magnificent God.

His words tells me in Psalm 118 vs. 24: that This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. With this new revelation I was able to overcome that helplessness that always seemed to creap in whenever I start feeling sorry for myself. Reminding myself that becasue God is bigger than anything, my circumstance/situation, I need to focus on the fact that He Created today, and my first priority / command is to rejoice in this today, then maybe tommorrow I can feel sorry for myself. But seing that everyday is a day God has created, Rejoicing in it has become my top mission.lol..

After this new revelation I was consoled with the fact that God can never forget me, because He remembers me to bless me (Psalm 115 vs. 12). I was also reminded that because I have made up my mind to rejoice in the day's of the Lord, I am therefore commiting my ways to Him, which automatically means that I will succeed (Proverbs 16vs. 3). So with all this "ammunition" against "sorry days" I have been wining the battle of perseverance.

Finally the one that really "killed me" was when the Lord brought to my mind to go and read the book of Judges. I was so sure I knew all the stories in the bible, so when I had this urge to go study it again. I obeyed. As I read Judges chapter 4, I was reminded of the first time I read this book. Yes, it was that time I knew how it felt to be really dissappointed, and left for dead. That first time when I had to learn how to be patient. That first time the Lord spoke to me about the new things He was doing in my life (Isaiah 43 vs. 19). It's been many years now. But the Lord still speaks. He reminded me again in Judges 4vs. 14 - That This is the day the Lord has given me dominion over my problems (I am paraphrasing now).... Has not the Lord gone ahead of me? The moment I read this, the only words I could say was THANK YOU LORD. ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS THANK YOU LORD.

So my dear friends all is indeed well with me.

Hiatus

I am currently learning what it is to persevere, And not to loose hope. An important lesson I might add, and possibly the most important of my life. I'm sorry I've been missing in action. Will be back shortly.

Wishing you all a Fantastic New Year

Dear Friends,

I am writing to you all because today is the last day of the year 2007, a year that has been for me filled with God's undeniable, unstoppable, unbelievable favour. I am believeing that the same has been also for you too; And even more, what was birthed in this 2007, you will enjoy the spoils as you enter this 2008.

So as we count down into our year of New begininngs, I would like t take this opportunity to thank you all for spending this 2007 with me, and will see you all in 2008.

Here's to a super New year.

Chears.

His Wisdom, My Help!!

It's interesting how lately I've been looking for ways to "make" my life comfortable, with respect to finding those things that make me happy. And it dawned on me that my current state of mind has nothing to do with unfulfilment, but rather actively making God proud with the skills He's given me. So after a short talk last week with a certain Mr. A, concerning "what it is I'm good at" I decided to pay the library an overly due visit (of many years - as a researcher I am truly embarrassed to say for how long I've been away).

Funnily enough I am of the "school of thought" that I can get whatever I want from the Internet (journals, index, book reviews, data...) and that going to the library was a waste of my time. However "something in my spirit" suggested i go pay the library a visit. After 4 hrs I was hooked. The tranquility of it all. The new findings/ discoveries, the empty board you can sit across and stare at as you try solving "that" theorem/algorithm/network diagram. Yes, that room that is not like your office. No phone lines to disturb your thinking, and more importantly no INTERNET surfing. Yes, this is the life of a researcher who intends to make a difference in her field.

I guess the point of this post is to apologise for going away for "such a small while". Being in the library has been keeping me busy, and I no longer want to be anywhere in my office where the Internet on the machines and the phones beckons. I am free. Free to solve those complex problems of science. I am REfocused, and thank God for His Wisdom. My students are waiting.

The Lord who has refused to let me be put to shame has now revived my enthusiasm and renewed my thirst for my work. The work He trained me to be the best at. As being the HEAD is the only place He created me to be.

Have a wonderful weekend. I know I am having yet the best days of my life.

Okay, I HAVE Got to give God some CRAZY praise!!

My church here in Verona had dedicated a three day fast (for the last three days of the month of September) that was to end on Sunday. I partly joined – well to tell the truth I really didn’t. You see I don’t have breakfast here, because its coffee and croissant (whatever), have a huge lunch (courtesy of you know who), and no dinner (cause of the fear of getting fat). So in all, technically it could be said I already fast, so I will be deceiving God, when I know I already don’t eat after a certain time. So I chose to pray more and read the bible (the bible part – well not as much as I would have hoped).

So on Saturday I told myself wouldn’t it be funny if I woke up late and missed my train on the day to break the fast and I WAS LEADING Worship. I told myself what nonsense. I rebuked that thought immediately. I woke up on time, but for some reason was dillydallying, and looked at my time 22 minutes before my train leaves. I almost fell on the floor. You see it’s a half an hrs walk to the train, and I haven’t been feeling too well so wasn’t sure how I would get to the train on time. I screamed so loud, carried my back pack and made a dash for the door (the buses are hourly, already missed it). I started to run. My heart, lungs whatever gave way. I could no longer breathe (after 1 meter - I am so unfit – don’t let my mountain climbing deceive you). I decided to hitch a ride, no one would stop (why would they, black girls here stop cars for you know what). I started to run again, telling myself I won’t make it, but had to rebuke the thought, and started to tell myself I will. As I made a run for the roads, from nowhere a lady stopped. She spoke no English, but said “stazione” I nodded and she took me there. I was so grateful. I got to the station train was delayed by 10mins. Was upset for stressing myself, but this was the beginning.

I finally got on the train, arrived in Verona the same time I usually arrive, but my pickup had been and gone (he was very early – wanted to get to the church on time cause it’s a very significant day). I called him, he was on some different network that charged like a Euro per min, ended up telling him I’ll get the bus and to inform the choir that I wont be able to lead worship – will be late (also called Pastor to tell him), but forgot to get the bus number. Tried to call back to find out, credit finished. I was like, OK then I’m going home. Don’t know where I was going, and can’t be getting a taxi, where will I tell the driver to take me. As I contemplated going home, I saw some of my church members, their bus had been delayed. As in I thanked God for seeing them.

We waited, bus was still nowhere in sight, so I offered to pay for taxi, so we could at least make it to church. When we got there, I still managed to lead the Worship, Most amazing service, and GOD confirmed the words He spoke to me during my last week in Blacksburg at the family conference meeting. I was now more than sure that God had purposely brought me to this country. It was simply an amazing service. Finally when the pastors dropped me off at the train station to get my train, there were no trains.

I waited and waited nothing. I wasn’t sure what to do, there were too many people at the train station, and I thought something big was going down in Verona. After an hr and a half wait, I decided to get myself on the cue and try my non-existent Italian at the ticket people to find out what was happening.

On joining the cue I spoke to this German lady who spoke English who informed me that there was a National Strike. The train drivers were ON STRIKE – and only my Line was affected. Yes can you imagine a national strike but only MY line was affected. The train Italia was on strike from 9pm Saturday to 9pm Sunday, but only trains coming and going to my end were cancelled.

I was also informed that there should never have been any train (as in under normal circumstance I should not have been in Verona that day). It was plastered every where that no trains will be running (which obviously I couldn’t read), and it was just random that there was that train from nowhere that morning. It was the only random train that ran that day to Verona.

The only train that should have left during that Strike period was 9.21pm train on Sunday evening from Trento.

So you see I had to have gotten on that train, because God had made a way for me to get to Verona to hear what he had for me. And for some reason I wasn’t supposed to attend that service (under normal circumstance). Sometimes I wonder, who am I that He is so mindful of me.

People at work are shocked that I made it to Verona on Sunday morning, like no way, there shouldn’t be any train, and even if there was, they would stop during the strike period on the tracks, never getting to the destination. But Here I was, on a strike day, on a random train that got me to my destination. And I was on it to hear the message GOD had for me.

Yes I ended up staying for 5 hrs at the train station to catch the 9pm train back, but I didn’t mind the wait, because the Lord pulled out all the stops for me to get there, and Hear what He wanted me to know.

So my message to you is, don’t worry you can never loose out with God. When He has something for you, He'll pull out all the stops to make sure you get. So keep giving God crazy praise because He is more than ABLE and can move mountains just for you only.

So Aparantly I am a WORLD expert..

This is why they want to kill me at work with exessive work, and because they want plenty more money for their research from "Micro" they want to parade me, so that I can bambozzole them into agreeing. I mean who sent them. I've been trying to hide jejely, surfing the net, appearing on Facebook 5 zillions times a day, but now that I have been exposed all this "ego" they have been paying me I must "regurgitate" it all.

Ok so I just came back from a meeting. The next coming months will indeed be interesting months in "the life of a stranger". I need God's deliverance and favour. As in these people think I'm some "okoko" woman like that, that knows it all.. God please this your favour must shine forth. Because as I see things, hmmm, only God can make my light shine infront of all this big guns. Even this Process Calculus technique, the word process is even confusing me..

Ok let me go back and see if I can just "smusheeel .. concurt.. wharever" something.

Hmmm so it has started... it has started in earnest I am afraid to say...

Father Help me, biko forgive me for not doing anything this last many months, and just coming to work for the sake of it, and appearing intelligent. It is now that they will know that I am really an empty vessel... please don't expose me just yet.. I beg..

Update

aaahh I need something to do that is not work related. Anyone fancies coming and teaching me how to have fun by myself. Better still come and have it with me. This is a public invitation. I'm beginning to pull out my hair.. scream.. I am Bored of hanging with myself for so long and just coming to work. It is always me myself and I. Then I walk home for one hr late at night by myself. Then I go to an ampty house. Sleep and start the day again. Surely there is more to life than this. I'm slowly slipping away...... I try and plan fun stuff with collegues.. but they all have their lives to lead.. so I am always back to me. I LOVE Me don't get me wrong, but I've been hanging with me now for so long now. Me is boring the living daylights out of me.

I've not been feeling myself

I think I'll give mountain climbing a break. I think I've overdone many things right now. Just two days ago, I could barely climb 1200 meters, can you imagine? Was so exhusted, but still managed to get to the top. The climbers with me noticed I wasn't my cherry self. They felt bad, aww, that they ruined my day by making me hike to the top with them. They didn't realise, like all things, some things must come to an end. Regardless of how long you've been doing it or been at it. Exhustion doen't bring out the best in people. Can actually push people away. So I don't want my new found best friends to go. So I will make time to rest. Mean while, they want me to cycle with them for 40miles to the next town. You know me and my amebo self will want to join them, because I want to always be there for all the LIVE actions. Don't want to miss out. lol.

Meanwhile on other news, I have been asked to lead the worship section in my new church. I did'nt say I was a great singer, I can just carry tunes..lol..But I thank God for this opportunity and pray that I can use what little He's given me to sing praises to HIM.

I miss sista B and kel called wonder. Please people call me now. Kelly, throw that phone away it doesn't work.

slumming it in Venice

Slumming it in a jolly camp in venezia. Its been fun catching up with baby sisters back packing through Italy. And might I add, I thought back packing meant walking, running and catching buses and trains. Well these two are back packing flying. Can you imagine? They are flying all around Italy with a back pack. Anyways. I am supposed to be slumming it with them this weekend in Venezia. After one night, I / We have left jolly camping for my nice apartment in trento. Enough of all these mosquito bites. This was not the life I was born to live.

From Italia with Love.

Update

I've been told by a collegue that Napoli should have been an awsome visit, and that next time I should get a guide. So I'm doing a repeat performace on the 7th of september. Ok, let me tell the truth, I LURVEEEE my jeans so much, I'm going to go buy 5 more pairs..lol.. maybe this time I will get a guide - to see napels and then fully understand the saying "see Napels and die" - obviously I will not die yet. I will live to a ripe old old age. Still looking hot in my D and G jeans by the way. lol.

I know how it feels to be a wedding crasher!!

So my good friends invited me to their best friends wedding and obviously did mention it to the couple that they were bringing people. The wedding I went to in mill hill / edgeware - London was really something, I mean most of the fellas were practically married with their wives in tow, and you could see the wedding guests were mostly close family and friends. They were all smartly dressed, no gele and native in sight, simply professional people look. You would think all the men were grooms men as in they were all wearing the same tie, and colour shirt. The DJ started out lousy, but made up later with his old school music and whatnot. I was dancing on the dance floor like there was no tommorrow, my feet were hurting, I was tired, but I didn't or couldn't go and sit down for a little while because all the songs were my songs - as my friends brother exclaimed. It got to a point, I had to take my shoe off just so that I would continue to break dance on the dance floor. I so so enjoyed my self.

But the silly video / camera man kept videoing me. As in he was always in my face. I tried my best to shake him off, but dude kept recording me. I was so self consious. Kept thinking how the bride and groom would get their wedding video and be wondering who this "shaking her thing" woman was. For a while there I was thinking maybe I need to step off the dance floor, but I was like the DJ is playing my tunes, and I wasn't about to let what he was doing intimidate me off. lol.

Anyways, the following day when the bride called my friend she had to tell her that just in case she saw this particular lady and wonders who she was on her wedding video its her friend. This really thought me a lesson, to better get your own invitation and know the people you are going to eat their rice, because you could either catch a bouquet or in my case boogy too much on the dance floor and get noticed, only for the people paying for the rice to start to wonder who you are or how they let you in. lol.

I'm still in the UK, really enjoying myself. I am now at my parents, and will be leaving for manchester in a few days.

So, I've decided not to overly give a positive comment

Yep,

this is a really short post about my 1 day and 2 night’s trip to Naples. Because my younger brother and sister were around my end on their tour of continental Europe, we decided to go visit Naples. Mind you, my reasons were obviously different to theirs. I went to spend some serious money on garms, they probably wanted to see the ships, the marines, what Naples is really known for.

The journey was a very tedious and tiresome one. We didn't reserve our seats, so the coach we had fully occupied and really stretched out in and was getting some serious sleep in;, well the owners came and used Italian to bamboozle me and tried to kick us out, can you imagine. Obviously my sister who is fluent in French, figured out what they were saying (French and Italian have same origin) and had to tell them that I "non capisco" them, they calmed down and actually, started to respect us / me. Wow, the power of being an English speaker in Italy.

Anyways, the people came in apologised, sat down put the lights on and started talking – like having a serious conversation at 2am at night. My goodness. The cheek. Anyways, the Lord said I should give them my other cheek to slap after they had slapped the first one. I was exhausted after the train journey, hit the market got some serious stuff for my mum, she will be looking supper lovely when I see her next and got me those super fly sexy jeans. Oh and before I got them, the shop keeper at one shop told me I was FAT. Can you imagine? The Italian sizes are different from other European sizes, so I was taking my UK size 10 (four in number) jean, when this woman took three from my hand and told me, that I can never fit in them. I was like “whara hell”; she pointed at my bum, and spoke in Italian. My translators translated what the woman was saying to me. In the end I forcefully took one off her, tried them, and got the shock of my life. “YeeY Mogbe”, after all my walks, exercises, fasting (not in the biblical sense); I still can’t fit into size 10 again in this country. I left that shop with my money, and went and got me some D&G ones instead. But even though they were XL, I still look fly in them.

So apart from the 2 pairs of Jeans, a very nice silver bag, plenty of nice tops and my mums shoes and bags galore, that was all I went all the way to Napoli / Naples to buy. It was the month of august and on a Saturday, so most of the traders were already in some beach in Italy on holiday. So not as successful as I had wished, ooh well. We definitely reserved our seats on the way back, what a comfy journey. We saw Rome, Florence and many more cities. Oh and we didn't get to the harbours. The place was a dump, and the train station area reminded me of "Ajegunle" market in Lagos. My brother once said civilization is a concept of the mind. Just because we are in Europe does not infer that there will always be nice places. Many places in Nigeria are way better than most places in the western world.

Group of 23 South Korean Christians Kidnapped

This morning, for no reason at all, I was woken up to pray, but not in a langauge I could understand. All I remembered was the feeling of how weird it was.

I have now received an excerpt from the pastor of my church in manchester concerning:

Group of 23 South Korean Christians Kidnapped at Gunpoint by Taliban Deadline Extended to Tuesday Evening:

please keep them in your prayers. I have recently had this overwhelming feeling to pray more for the saints and the missionaries, and its sad to see this happen.

Please fellow bloggers, lets all pray a prayer of agreement that the Lord will show up for these people.

And like the 3 young Jews in the old testament said to King Nebuchadnezzar in - Daniel 3 vs. 16 -18 - "Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego replied to the king, "O Nebuchadnezzar, we do not need to defend ourselves before you in this matter. 17 If we are thrown into the blazing furnace, the God we serve is able to save us from it, and he will rescue us from your hand, O king. 18 But even if he does not, we want you to know, O king, that we will not serve your gods or worship the image of gold you have set up." - , regardless of what they do, we will not stop worshipping our God.

I have a stalker

There is this silver alfa romeo, that parks under the first street light at the begining of the via brenero road. I have to walk on this road to go to my hotel apartment. The first night I noticed this car, it kept veering off the via brenero road to park as if to ask direction from the passers by, every time I walked alitle past it. But he would say nothing as I walked past. And he repeated this 4 times, parking at the entrance of a shop off the road, and next at the entrance of a petrol station, with his engine running, as if to say here I am.

Anyways after all the veering and sudden parking, I would refuse to look into the car to find out what the madness was. It was the second time that night, a car had stopped. The first was a brand new BMW, and he did say "ciao prego" as I walked past, but my mum taught me not to speak to starngers so I didn't reply.

So last night, I was off to the apartment again, where this same car started of on the original parking space. I hadn't noticed it until when it chimed his keys to make sure I noticed him as I walked past the parked car. I was startled, and looked, and there it was the alfa romeo, and same reg. I became frightened. He repeated his moves, this time was parked so close to the walk way I was sure he was going to mowe me over. As I walked wondering what this man was intending to do, two other cars drove past with the passengers screaming. I started to run. But then I stopped, I said to myself, this is a safe place, obvioulsy this man has mistaken my identity. Only 15 minutes up the road, there were even pretier girls, scantily dressed and he could have any of them, why me.

The nature of the way I've always worked is my mind work better in the evening, and even if I start work at 8am, I actually dont get started till 2pm onwards. So I normally work till 9pm without realising the time. Anyways, I promised my self to leave early today, say 8pm, I wouldn't wish my past few days experience on any one. I am finally begining to think, I'm not as intimidating as I used to be. What has happened. God please deliver from the hands of these people.