Wednesday, 15 January 2020

WAFBEC 2020 Day 1 evening session - Bishop Wale Oke

Theme text: Revelation 21: 1-6

WAFBEC 2020 Theme: Behold I do a new thing

Our Lord is a God that loves new things.

The Bible talks about new heaven, new earth, new covenant, new Testament, new Jerusalem, new creature, new things, new moon, new wine, new name, new song, new mercies, new spirit, new commandments, new tongue, new man, new birth, new heart, etc.

The promise in Revelations 21:5 was talking about an age to come. But the Bible talks about people who experience the powers of the age to come (Hebrews 6:5).

Through faith you can experience of the power of the age to come.

For Example - Matthew 15:22-28. 
This is the story of the Canaanite woman who came to Jesus asking for healing for her child.
It was not yet time for Gentiles to partake of the grace of God, yet through faith and persistence, she got her request. 

God will make ALL things new

Isaiah 55:10-11, Gen 15:1-6

God is asking us to believe his Word. Don't look at your circumstances. Just look at his Word and receive it. Say like Mary, 'let it be unto me according to your Word'. He is making ALL things new.

Mercy makes your life glorious. 


• 2020 is your year of pleasant surprises
• Daily God will give you surprises
• You will be a wonder to many
• You will enjoy multiple harvests
• You will have the harvest of 10 years in one year
• You will break forth in joy
• 2020 is the year of multiple restoration
• 2020 is a very mysterious year
• 2020 is the womb of this decade
• Tonight, each one will go home with new things
• You go home with new breakthroughs, new victories, new promotions
• Delayed blessings will manifest tonight
• Miracles you have been waiting for will manifest tonight
• This month, this very month you will ride brand new cars
• You will be in your new houses this year, not rented but your own house, you own the keys
• You will become the new bride, the new bridegroom
• Barrenness is cancelled
• Delay is cancelled
• Everyone trusting God for new babies receive now! You don’t need more than the word for you to conceive. Everyone that has been called barren you become joyful mothers in the name of Jesus
• New things will happen, positive things will happen, glorious things
• In whatever way the devil has blinded your eyes, mercy will open it
• Your glorious destiny, you will see it
• The blessing God has reserved for you tonight, you will see it and you will connect with it
• Every plan that my heavenly father has not planted shall be rooted up
• Today will change your life forever
• Whatever the devil has planted in your is destroyed
• Sickness be destroyed
• The Lord shall make all things new in your life
• In every area of your life God shall make all things new
• Whatever trouble you came with to this house is over
• This month you will laugh
• This year you will laugh
• He will satisfy you
• Because of the help of God, you will not be ashamed.
• The Lord who sits on the throne will make all things new in my life
• The breakthrough begins now
• Long standing problems will vanish
• Mountains will move
• Every negative thing is over

Prophecies concerning Nigeria

• God will give us the Nigeria of our dreams

• God has invested so much in Nigeria to let Nigeria go to waste.

• There is a new wave of glory coming upon Nigeria. This new wave will usher in Muslim converts into the church in millions. This new wave will raise a new crop of leaders that will kill corruption, bring the council of the Lord to pass and make Nigeria new.

Radiant ~ January 2020

Tuesday, 7 January 2020

The Power of your Mind (book summary)

Many people begin a new year with resolutions to read new books, say at least one a month. By mid year, many of those resolutions have not been achieved. Sometimes, knowing what book to read is a challenge as there are so many options. If you are like me, you like to read books on recommendation. Why waste time and money reading a book only to discover midway that it is crap, when a recommendation could have guided you to a better use of your resources? Well, I'm here to help you avoid that by talking about the first book I have completed this year. If you are a Christian seeking spiritual growth, if you seek personal development, if you want to see new and good things come to fruition in your life this year, then I recommend this book.

Title - The Power of your mind

Author - Dr Chris Oyakhilome. He is the President of Believer's Love World ministry a.k.a Christ Embassy. 

Number of pages: 176

The main message of the book is that we can recreate our world by the use of our mind.

He says, "what you become in life is largely determined by the content and quality of your mind, because with your mind you can change anything about you". The Bible says "be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind". Romans 12:2

Who you are today is a function of your mind. As a man thinks in his heart, so is he. Prov 23:7.

Only through God's word can the inward man be discovered and educated. 

Heb 4:12 The word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any two edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart. 

The information we receive into our minds produces faith or fear, strength or weakness.

God instructs us to diligently protect/guard our minds. Prov 4:23.

God's yardstick for measuring good thoughts are listed in Phil 4:8. Our thoughts must be of things that are true (in line with God's Word), honest, just, pure, lovely, of good report, virtuous and praiseworthy.

Your thoughts affect things around you. You can, by your negative thoughts, send negative energy to your surroundings and cause evil to happen to you. 

Use the Word of God (our only offensive element of the believer's armour) to pull down strongholds of negative thoughts.

When God shows us a promise, we have the right to produce it through our imagination. In recreating our world, we must first see it from within (our mind's vision). "The extent of your vision is the boundary of your blessing". Help your vision by focusing your mind on things in line with the vision.

Of course, the book addresses more, including how Abraham, Isaac and Jacob helped their visions come to pass through their imaginations. If you want to know it all, go grab your copy now. The book is available on Amazon in different formats.

Happy New Year, Happy Reading.

Radiant ~ January 2020

Tuesday, 31 December 2019

Married to a Jobless Man

Growing up, it was common for girls to pray for rich men as their husbands; men from abroad, men working in oil companies, men who will 'take care of me'. If you were coming to date and you had a car, your chances were higher.

While there is nothing wrong with that, I wanted more - a man with good prospects, a hardworking man, a serious Christian, and of course a man that loved me. But I wasn't warned about the prospect of being the sole provider in the family for an extended period. During our premarital counselling, our counsellors had told us how for the first 6 months of their marriage, the man did not have a job. I thought I could cope with that. I didn't know it was going to be a case of one year for me.

My husband had a promising career as a Research Associate in a leading investment banking firm in Nigeria before coming to the UK for a postgraduate degree in Finance and Management. He wanted to go into a different aspect of Finance, at the same time longed for some foreign work experience. By the time he was through with his Masters programme and got married, he had 3 options – continuing with his work in Nigeria, accepting an offer for a desired role from a more reputable company in Nigeria, or staying back in the UK to find a job. After careful consideration, he chose to be with his newly wedded wife and continue trying to get a job rather than take up the good offer in Nigeria and be separate from his family.

I had a few challenges. Talk about having to answer the question of what your hubby does for a living. "Why not take up an unskilled job to just have something coming in every month and to have somewhere to go to in the mornings?", people would often ask; the awkwardness of bringing this up with him when I did, not wanting to sound like I thought he was lazy.

Well, he already had somewhere to go. He started volunteering with an organisation that prepares talented students from ethnic minority or low socioeconomic backgrounds for career success. He also joined a Charity, volunteering his skills to help vulnerable people in our community solve problems they faced. To him, taking up just any menial job would mean settling to fate, plus he would have less time to search for his preferred job.

He searched for jobs every day and night. Through multiple rejections, he kept on trusting. Observing him, I discovered job-seeking in itself is a full-time job. He was so occupied with it - searching for roles, studying the companies, learning new skills to be able to fit the role, writing cover letters, meeting current and former employees of the companies (many times in London), writing psychometric tests, doing video interviews and attending physical interviews. He always dressed professionally even when meeting potential colleagues for a chat over coffee. Well…some video interviews were attended wearing a shirt, tie and jacket on pyjamas.

Sometimes I felt guilty that I got my medical jobs on a platter, whereas he had to work so hard and wait so long for his first job in the UK. He was ready - from proper dressing, to time management, organisation, leadership, engaging in professional conversations and formal email correspondence, he's well rounded - he just needed an office.

Throughout this trying period, he maintained a good attitude. I saw patience, endurance, temperance and hardwork in display. I received strong support from him too. He drove me to work when necessary, woke me to study for my exam, sometimes made dinner when I was exhausted. He had no low self-esteem. He would draw up our budgets and manage the finances, accompany me to functions where my colleagues were, and was ever ready to answer the question "what do you do?"

Even in his jobless state, he slept less hours than I did. He was persistent. Though receiving uncountable rejection emails, he was never discouraged. He once received an offer bearing his full names, only to be told the following day that it was meant for a Kingsley, not Kingston. He would follow up the rejection emails with polite replies asking for feedback on his performance and stating that he was available for any other roles they deemed him suitable for. Finally, after the long wait, he commenced work with a FinTech start-up in London last November. All thanks to God.

In all these, I can say I am really blessed. Single girls, if you see a diligent man, marry him not for his money but for his character. If you see a lazy man with a lot of money, please run. For when the money disappears, you will become his crutch.

Radiant ~ December 2019
I'd love to hear your thoughts on this post. Please leave comments below. Happy new year. 

Sunday, 8 December 2019

Why I hated practising Medicine in Nigeria

I signed up to study Medicine and Surgery because it seemed like the most logical thing to do. I was a science student in secondary school and all my mates were either going to study Medicine or Engineering in university. The girls were more inclined to Medicine, so I joined the bandwagon. 

After trudging through an unexciting clinical journey in medical school, one that got me contemplating dropping out severally, I got my M.B.B.S. I survived housemanship in a teaching hospital, lazed away National Youth Service year in a primary care centre and became a job seeker for many months before landing in the private sector. 

I hated practising Medicine in Nigeria for the following reasons. I always didn't feel competent. I hated not knowing exactly what to do and not having reference points. As a medical practitioner everyone expected you to perform some magic; magic that you weren't trained for. As long as you are called doctor, they expected their ailment to end with you, not willing to be referred to a specialized institution. I didn't like the great expectation, the lack of support as a medical officer, often working alone, the fact that apart from the clinical pressure of functioning as a general practitioner without appropriate training, I had to deal with financial pressure as well. I had to decide/communicate the cost of treatments and factor that along with the size of the patient's pocket in making a clinical decision. 

In the places I practised, we had no universal guidelines. Lab results were unreliable. They often arrived late. Poverty of the people would not allow us perform necessary but expensive investigations. Deaths were hardly investigated. Housemanship made sure I had a fat pocket but I was more trained in running ward errands like chasing up investigation results than in the management of the sick - a total waste of doctor skill. Children suffered pain unnecessarily when we could have given numbing agents before bleeding them. Patients would endure multiple needle pricks to get several blood samples when only one prick most times would suffice with the appropriate equipment. Our medicine was crude; too crude to be human. I thought we were causing more pain than alleviating it. I couldn't bear practising like that for the rest of my life. It depressed me. I would rather spend my life making music, writing stories, bringing happiness, than watching the sick deteriorate and not offering much help, but worsening their debility. 

Now on the other hand, I've seen civilization in medicine here in the UK and this excites me. There is strong support. No one is left alone to tackle a case they are not trained for or fully confident about. As you work, you get trained on the job, while making a satisfactory living. Working hours are regulated also. You get enough breaks to recuperate from on-call hours. Theatre lists are not cancelled due to delay in laundry department providing scrubs. Skills are well maximized. Nurses administer IV drugs, so the junior doctors are freed to attend to higher skilled jobs. Hospitals are not shut down due to inter-professional feud or strikes. There are standard guidelines for every condition, for example the NICE guidelines or local hospital guidelines.  You are not expected to memorise the doses of all medicines. You are encouraged to check the BNF before prescribing. There are regular audits and quality improvement projects to keep us on track.

I could go on and on to compare the health system I witnessed in Nigeria to that of UK, but it is obvious Nigeria is centuries behind. Of course, it is not all rosy in the UK but this post focuses on Nigeria. Nigeria needs those that have seen the light, those that have tasted and imbibed best practice in a system that works to lead the way. So why should doctors in Nigeria not leave in search of light? The bone of contention should be why the ones that have the light are not coming back to guide the "blind". This is not different from other sectors. Sectors that have made progress have people there that have been trained in developed countries. Check the CVs of top performers in Finance or Business in Nigeria you will see that most of them have had foreign exposure. So doctors should not be criticised for going out to get proper training, rather we should be talking about how those that have been trained in these developed countries can give back to their country of origin.

Dear Lord, send labourers into Nigeria's health sector. We need to make advancements.

NB: This post by no means intends to belittle the work of faithful sound medical practitioners currently in Nigeria, making the best out of the harsh working environment and system. This is me telling my experience of how I turned from hating Medicine to loving it and a call for Nigerians in diaspora to think on how we can improve the Nigerian health system.

NICE - National Institute for Health and Care Excellence
BNF - British National Formulary

Radiant ~ December 2019

Saturday, 9 November 2019

To Help or Not: My Dilemma on a Headless Being

I saw a headless person walking today at the King’s Cross Train station.

Like Moses attracted to the burning bush, this piqued my interest. So I looked more intently at the strange sight. Apparently it was an old woman who was bent over so much I couldn’t see her head from the back. I wondered how she coped with life.

As I observed, I saw that she struggled to look up to the destination board. She kept going to the back hoping it would be easier to see. I knew she needed help, so I walked towards her. She tried to signal for help from 2 girls that passed her but they looked at her and went their way. She was saying, ‘no I’m not begging you for money’ when I approached. 

"Where are you going to?", I asked.

"Oh thank you very much", she said, "I’m going to Stoke. Can I use my freedom bus pass here?"

"No. It works on buses", I answered though not knowing really what freedom bus pass meant, "You may have to buy a train ticket".

"How much is it?"

"I don’t know. We’ll have to ask the authorities".

"How long is it by bus?"

So I brought out my phone to ask google. But first I typed, ‘can I use my freedom bus pass on trains?’ and I was surprised to learn you could use it on buses, trams, trains and underground. It is a free travel pass for the disabled and elderly. 

I quickly chipped in, "you can actually use your pass on trains". 

"But I will rather take a bus for sight seeing". 

So I checked distance between King’s cross and Stoke-on-Trent (I assumed that was what she meant by Stoke) by bus. I also checked the distance by train. 

"It is 5hrs by bus and you have to change several buses. It is easier to go by train but you have to go from Euston station".

"5hrs?". She was surprised.
"I’ve gone there by night bus and it was 2 hrs. I’m going to see my grand daughter. She works in a hospital there. Please take me to the bus stop".

"Which one?"

"The one near McDonalds. I’ll take a bus to Whitechapel and from there I can get a bus to Stoke".

My train was about 12 mins away. I calculated leaving the station to guide her to a bus station and getting back on time to meet my train. 

"Ok. Give me that". I took her hand luggage and walked in front of her while she followed. Shortly after, I looked back and saw her almost going to hit the wall headlong. 

"No!" I shouted. "This way."

I needed to stay closer to her so she could see me to follow. 

I worried how she was going to take several buses to Stoke on Trent on her own. When we got close to the bus stop she asked me to give her her luggage. 

"Are you sure you know your way from here?"

"Yes, I will take bus 205". 

I couldn’t see 205 written anywhere on the stop. But I was running against time to catch my train. So I gave her her hand luggage and said good luck. 

On my way back I prayed to God to please help her. 

When I got into my train I worried if I shouldn’t have done more for her. She clearly was going to struggle. How would she cross the road? How would she get to Stoke on Trent on her own? She didn’t even have a map with her. I wonder if anyone would even help a black old hunched up woman. They might think she was a beggar. Did I just miss an opportunity to attend to angels as the Bible says?

Should I get off the train which was to leave in 1 min to go find her and make sure she gets on the Euston train going directly to Stoke on Trent? I will have to forfeit the appointment I’m running to meet in King’s Lynn. I might have to buy another train ticket. Will I find her there? Am I even sure it is Stoke on Trent she meant? Is there another place called Stoke? I googled to check and couldn’t find.

While pondering these, the train began to move. Opportunity lost.

I could only pray God sends her help.

Radiant ~ November 2019
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