Notice the Table

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Psalms 23:5 (KJV)

I want to tell you a story… a true life story!

The beautiful morning complemented my hope of having a sweet and productive day. I was resuming at a new job and I was hoping for the best.

Upon my resumption at work, I was assigned some tasks which entailed producing some presentation drawings ASAP for a proposal with an approaching deadline. I wasn’t so bothered, I knew it is not beyond me and I was super ready to impress , you know – it’s my first task for/in the firm.
For some reasons however, I had to use my personal laptop which I plugged in and set to work.

Everything was going on fast and fine until I heard a sound “Kpa!” and my laptop screen dimmed. My charger stopped working and when I unplugged it, I discovered that it was emitting a foul smell. As in eh –the charger just blow!

I was destabilized!
I didn’t have much money on me that day to purchase a new charger, the task at hand -my first for the firm- with a looming deadline would suffer setback, I might have to start from scratch on a different computer!
…Okay, I am not usually superstitious, but I tell you, on that day, I started wondering if taking up the job was a mistake in the first place.

Long story short, I called my boss to inform him that I would not be able to meet up with the deadline because of the charger problem. I was thinking we’ll probably start talking about getting another computer to finish the drawings but instead he bought me a new charger. Yeah! Not on loan, not IOU! Absolutely FOC! As in Free Of Charge!
Strange?!… And Hard to believe, right? What kinda boss does that?…but it is true!

Later that day, when Uchechi asked me how my day at work went, I started ranting about how horrible it had been. How my charger chose that day of all days to get spoilt and how it delayed me and killed my morale. When I got to the part where my boss bought me a new charger she replied, “… see God at work”.
Then I paused to think!

Till date, She has no idea the kind of impact that her simple comment had on me. It hit me real hard!
That simple phrase made me realize how dumb I have been. Instead of thanking God for buying me a new charger on my first day and Free Of Charge oo , I was lamenting about the charger slowing me down, I was acting ominous and all. If the charger blew while I was at home, no one else would pay for it but me. I might even have to borrow money to buy one.


Prepared in front of me was a beautiful table, and instead of settling down to enjoy it, I was looking at the enemies! Instead of me thanking God for the New Job packed with a free charger on top -like a creamy ice topping on a cake, I was lamenting and thinking pessimistically!

And as if God was further correcting me, E. Adams Wright published a post on her Word… Breathed Blog. She wrote this lovely post about Noticing the Table!

There, I learnt a lesson from the life of David, the writer of Psalms 23.
According to E. Adams Wright “He (David) was not hoping to see God’s goodness while still on earth. He was certain he would see God’s goodness. His certainty was not based on his perception that he deserved the goodness of God but on his knowledge that GOD IS GOOD! (all the time) .

Now, You know David was a man after God’s heart, right?. OK! so when David was penning the words of that psalm, I can try to guess his position. He knew there were enemies around but he also didn’t forget that he has a God!

Many times we focus too much on the enemies present at the table that we fail/forget to give thanks to God and enjoy the sumptuous delicacy He has prepared on the table.

Here is how Adam Clarke puts it in his commentary on Psalms 23: 5:- A magnificent banquet is provided by a most liberal and benevolent host; who has not only the bounty to feed me, but power to protect me; and, though surrounded by enemies, I sit down to this table with confidence, knowing that I shall feast in perfect security.

For everyone reading this, please appreciate God for His finger and I bet you’ll see his hand in more areas of your life. Take time to NOTICE THE TABLE!


If He set a table before you in the presence of your enemies, He is able to keep those enemies at bay. As for me I have chosen to thank God for the table and enjoy it whilst the enemies do what toothless bulldogs do.

He loves you, He loves me, He loves us and His thoughts towards us are always goood! I tell you!

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Lost but Found!; Amazing Grace

Today’s Prompt said to write about a lost and found thing!
“In your “lost and found” tale, tell us something larger — a life lesson, perhaps— about finding and losing something.

once found

once lost…now found

The first thing that came to my mind was this old song… Amazing Grace!
Before I sing the song … allow me to share this story with you!

I walked into the bank one monday morning very broke. I had less than 600 Naira on me. My plan was to deposit my last cash before proceeding to the ATM machine to withdraw all the money in the account, since ATMs only dispense cash in multiples of 1000. Shey you don get the idea abi?

I was a bit ashamed, depositing such a meagre amount of money, but I managed to keep my head up. I entered the tellers cubicle and the guy I met had this cute welcoming smile pasted on his face.

“good morning”, he beamed. “please sit down”

I smiled back and presented the deposit slip and my small cash. The guy looked up at me and smiled again, “you are paying into your personal savings account, right?” he asked.

“you can be sure of that” I smartly replied.

He wrote down some things, asked me to sign, stamped the slip and still smiling he pointed to another cubicle,

“Sir, to complete your transaction, please meet that lady with a black head gear over there.” he said, “thank you for banking with us.”

I must confess, the way he said that “thank you…” wasn’t the usual programmed mechanical voice bankers use… He said it like he meant it and I was thrilled. He actually made me feel good and more confident!

Now that’s the kind of persons I love to meet; people who warm hearts with smiles!

So I marched to the lady with a tight black head gear -infected with his smiles- thinking all bank staffs are amiable; but I was so so so wrong!

Her face did not even look like a lady, she looked like a mother of six, who didn’t sleep overnight! When I scanned her left hand and found no wedding ring I reminded myself to quit judging people!

She didn’t ask me to sit, but I sat nonetheless. She didn’t smile or say a word, she just opened her palm in my face, like “hey, mister man, gimme the slip, let’s get this done and so you can get out!”
I didn’t mind the attitude, I forged a smile and mumbled a good morning!

-no reply!

Then she spoke to me, more like she murmured.

I didn’t hear her and I said ,”come again?!”

She mumbled the words again

“Sorry, I can’t hear you,” I said and drew closer.

Then she yelled “I said, let me have your ATM card!”

...she yelled... (this pix is an exaggeration)

…she yelled… (this pix is exaggerated)

For a brief moment, every activity in the banking hall was paused and every head turned in our direction.
The lady in the next cubicle whispered, “Hajia, please take it easy”

I was embarrassed but I shrugged and kept calm. I gave it to her and watched her punch numbers on the POS machine. Then she removed my card, pushed it to me and mumbled something again.

“You said?” I asked. When I got no reply, I asked if I was good to go. It seems I am not welcomed there.

-no reply

She showed me her palm, like stop! or was it wait?!
I am not good at reading signs. But I remained seated and then she printed a receipt and murmured again!

I didn’t comprehend what she said yet I dreaded another outburst. On other days I would probably take back my money, walk out and come back when I feel like. But that day, I could not leave. I needed money and I dare not leave the bank’s premises without it! So I summoned courage and asked
“sorry, I didn’t get you?”

Na for dia yawa come burst!
Twas like I poked a ripe swollen pus!

“are you deaf?” she yelled, “I said your transaction is complete, you can leave!”

Chai! Omo see insult! Embarrassment is an understatement!

Curious eyes turned my way and it seemed everyone wanted to see my reaction. I felt like punching her!

this is also an exaggeration... (you can be sure this is not me)

this is also an exaggeration…(you can be sure this is not me)

My brain switched into action and started producing insulting words to repay the lady woman in kind.

“I am not deaf! …thank you for asking. I think you are the dumb one who needs to see a doctor! …And please when you go to the hospital, let them check your brain too. I think you are sick upstairs! …Or why else would you be attending to me like we’ve had a fight before!…if you have problems at home must you bring it to work?
…see, I’ll advice you to quit your job if you are not happy with it! Ahh ahn? What did I do wrong? I am a customer and I should be treated right!

* * * * * * *
Put yourself in my position for a moment and imagine what your reaction would be?!

Won’t you give her a piece of your mind?… you’ll make her understand that she did a wrong thing, right?… You would report her behaviour to a senior staff or even ‘Servicom’…

That and many more were options I could have used; then people will gather in support of me, the bank manager would probably make her apologise to me too.

But what exactly would I achieve by shouting back at her? Okay, I would get an eye for an eye; tooth for tooth! – and then what?

Well… Sorry to dissapoint you… I didn’t do or say any of the above things! I considered it though!
This is what I did:

I slowly stood up and said,
“sorry, I didn’t hear you the first time.” I picked up my card and slip and said “Thank you, goodbye!”

* * * * * * *
Now, you can go on and condemn my reaction as cowardly, shy or whatever! I do have my reasons.

¤ Many years ago, I made a decision to try in my little capacity to positively affect my world! I made a decision to illuminate my small world with at least a smile and I won’t compromise that because of a minor issue!

I actually know a lot of stuffs I could say and do to make her regret her actions, but I lost the zeal & power to do them when I found Christ!
…more like Christ found me!

¤ On occasions like this, I would have lost my patience… But not anymore… I have found peace, love in place of hatred and I’ve found happiness instead of sadness!

I so much love Pastor Oluleti’s definition of Patience as: Counting Down before Blowing Up.
Counting down gives you time to ask yourself, “is it worth it?”

I’ve come to understand that it is very hard and it takes a strong man to keep silent when others would blindly shout!

Now I am not saying I am a saint. I get angry too but I have found grace– that Amazing Grace of God -to keep quiet in some situations!

¤ Many everyday people we see smiling/frowning have their own personal battles they fight and the way we handle things differ. Some are strong enough to conceal it but she might be among the few who take it out on others! I’m not saying that’s a good reason to be irritable but me screaming back won’t help either of us!

Let’s just say I am obeying my masters instruction… Love your neighbour, …pray for those who oppress you … By this shall men know that ye are my disciples! (John 13: 34-35)

You might also want to read 6 virtues that can make your life Happier! by Aminelle Nali

Now the old popular song I promised to sing…

Amazing grace,
how sweet the sound,
that saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now I’m found;
was blind but now I see.

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→ Prince A.T.™ ☺

Are you against my decision or in support? You have a different approach, opinion or believe…or you’ve had a similar experience? Feel free to share them (straight from your heart) in the comment box below!

The Day before Yesterday

Friday; ‘the Day before Yesterday’ was not what it ought to be!
It didn’t go too nicely for me…and I guess it all started with my attitude in the early hours of the day.

“hahaha-haha!” I was laughing and shedding tears. I was browsing one of those incredibly funny comedy blogs. My good mind was telling me to go to bed. “Remember, you have to go to work tomorrow!”
But my not-too-good mind countered, “doesn’t matter, browse more…you’ll surely wake up on time. You know how we do it back in school na!”.
Well, summary is; I kept browsing until sleep overtook me around 4:00am.

**7:45 am**
I woke up with a start; someone was knocking on the door. “Are you not going to work today?” Daddy asked.
I checked the time and exclaimed,
“yeee! Temi bami (my own don meet me)”.
I guess I shouldn’t have said such negative words first thing in the morning, because the whole day turned out to be (lemme call it) dramatic.
While bathing in haste, I splashed water on the floor and slipped. I shook it off and quickly got dressed. I picked up my bag and rushed out of the house.
There was no okada (commercial motorcyclist) in sight, so I had to trek to the motor park. I waved down the first cab I saw and rushed in, praying the driver would see my haste and drive quickly through the traffic. But this driver refused to move and he calmly asked,
“Oga, you get change? Bcos I no get change this morning o!”
I said yes and dipped my hand in my pocket to show him the money. That was when I realised there was no money on me. I left my money in the trouser I wore the previous day.
Embarrassed, I scampered out of the cab and started walking back home (running actually). I heard drum beats from a primary school close by. That is to say the time is 8:15. ‘Twas 15minutes past my resumption time and I’m still on my way back home.

At my work place, everywhere was silent, everyone had settled in their offices. I glanced at my wristwatch and thanked God I wasn’t living in Lagos else, I’ll probably still be stuck in some traffic jam. I scanned the parking lot and sighed when I didn’t see my boss’ car in the lot. That should be lesser trouble for me, I thought. As I walked through the hall to the receptionist’s desk to pick up the key to my office, I felt like 2pac (cos all eyes were on me). I pasted a smile on my face and mumbled a good morning. As I grabbed my key, she whispered something and pointed to my hair. I didn’t grab what she was trying to say but I took my hands to my head and OMG I forgot to comb my hair.
As I walked down the lobby to my office I glanced at my reflection in the glass and my-oh-my! I looked horrible, with swollen eyes, uncombed hair and a twisted shirt collar.

**9:15 am**
*knock-knock* …and without waiting for a response he walked in. I instinctively minimised the drawing I was working on.
That’s Mr N, He’s not my boss, but he is a bossy supervisor. I call him the senior messenger (in his absence –ofcourse!) He is like the ‘acting manager’ here, overseeing everything and you can be sure he is a troublesome package.

“Did you just come in?” He asked.
“ehm…no… No sir.” I stammered.
I came late – I know
– but I didn’t just come in. He waved his hand -like he was saying “whatever”- and came over to my table.

“Architect F. O. asked me to collect a drawing from you.” He said “I want to believe it is ready.”

That’s the problem; I didn’t finish the drawing the previous day so I made it my ‘take-home assignment’. Trust PHCN, there was no electricity when I got home. The generator was switched off at 10:00pm and I used my laptop till 12:25 am when the battery became low. That was when I picked up my phone to visit the comedy blogs that kept me awake till 4:00. My initial plan was to wake up and get to work very early and give it some finishing touches before 9:00. Obviously my plan didn’t work out.
“Yes… No… I mean it’s almost ready.” I stammered.
The look he gave me is best not described. I told him I’ll be through with it soon and he walked out.

*Griiin-grrrrrrrriiin! The office intercom rang.
The receptionist called to tell me I had a guest, Yomi. Now, Yomi is a friend that wouldn’t come looking for me unless he has a problem with either Autodesk Revit or his Laptop. And he is that kind of friend that you just can’t turn away.
He was ushered in and with a wide grin on his face, he said,
“Ore, how far? My Revit don crash o. I know you’ll help me find a solution.”

Well summary is; I tried, but I couldn’t find a solution to his problem and he left dejected and complaining. He would have to pay someone to fix it. I guess I just wasn’t in the right state of mind. He wasn’t happy and I also felt bad.

My stomach started rumbling. I thought it was a joke until I visited the toilet twice in 40mins. Just the perfect icing on a *i-dont-even-know-what-to-call-it* day!

*in a taxi, on my way home*

I met the world’s oldest parrot! The taxi driver ia a born talkative!
He continued talking, despite my frowned face showing lack of interest in his crude stories.
My stomach was rumbling and I prayed he’ll get me home on time before I desecrate his taxi. Sincerely, I felt like slapping him & grabbing the steering.

** Around 06:30PM**
*In my room, on the bed*

I was restless; turning and twisting from one end to another. I began to replay the event of the whole day in my head, looking for where it all went wrong. That was when my ‘Good Mind’ reminded me of the first thing I said when I woke up. “Temi Bami!”
I felt like flogging myself but since there’s no undo (Ctrl+Z) in the hands of time, I decided not to bury myself in regret!
So I started playing HITMAN to cheer myself up. Thank God I had no ‘take-home-assignment’!

**06:45AM TODAY**

I had a pretty good day yesterday, it was another eventful weekend…and I’m inspired to post this to tell you about my friday.

The first words I said yesterday morning were ‘Thank You Lord’ and I said a prayer. I think it had a good effect on my day. This weekend was great!

Well, My Conclusive Summary is; Be Positive!
Think and speak positively, It impacts the way you feel. Your feeling affects your attitude to events and people around you! Your attitude invariably affects your altitude.
And of course, (don’t be like me) sleep early …“Early to bed = Early to rise!”

Catch ya soon,
Keep smiling,
→ Prince A.T. ™♥ ☺