Christmas is here again folks. yay!
Christmas is special anywhere in the world, whether in America, UK, Dubai or good old Naija… whether it’s snowing, raining or blowing hot and dry with harmattan…Christmas is still very special. one thing I really like about Christmas especially pre-blackberry days when people actually sent stuff other than broadcasts ….THE HAMPER.
I’m sure you know about THE HAMPER. I remember when I was much younger and still living at home as a kid, Christmas hampers were “the thing”. especially those really big ones…so big, that had everything it seemed you would need for the entire year till another Christmas hamper came along
I really like hampers and I particularly like the fact that when you are unpacking some of the stuff in it you never really get how handy they may come in till much later down the line. maybe one day when there’s really nothing to eat in the house then you remember there’s a tin of luncheon meat, some baked beans and couscous in the basket from the last hamper…don’t ask me what you can achieve with that. let’s just say, if you are creative, you wont be so hungry any more.
a few weeks ago it was my Davida’s dedication and I finally just understood what everything in the hamper that God had given me over the years all came to. kind of like having a jig-saw puzzle and not having the cover picture… you keep working to put the pieces together even when you have no clue what its supposed to look like 🙂
come walk with me ….down memory lane…back to 1999. yep, 1999. Obafemi Awolowo University (OAU). it was final year students service (can’t remember what it was called back then but that service where final year students end up running the entire service) in Christ Love Fellowship (CLF)… anyway, we were all asked to join a department for that day preferably one you were not involved in before and since I absolutely hated any form of spotlight, choir or drama was out of the question and so was ushering, or any other department that involved smiling or standing around looking pretty… okay so to be honest i don’t really remember how I ended up in protocol … but I did. So that year the guest speaker was REV SAM ADEYEMI and we were put on his detail. what was the job description? we were to make sure his hotel room was clean and ready (to CLF standards) when he arrived and then we were to wait on him, making sure he had all he needed before and after the meeting.
So since it was just before mobile phones became popular in Nigeria, we had to stand on the corridor and wait till he arrived to receive him with the other protocol guys. So there i was standing with my friend Iyabo who for years I ended up calling “protocol” 😉 when she asked me, isn’t that Rev Femi? and I’m like who? she says don’t you know him? REV FEMI ODUWOLE? he has a daughter with a most unusual name ba-ba-ra and I smile and say what’s so unusual about Barbara before I could get an answer out of her she pulls me as she runs …sorry as we run towards the man who was just simply walking back to his room which was just a few doors away from the one we were standing in front of. We greeted him and he not “protocol” now answered me with the name is not Barbara but Oluwaseunlaiyemibabara (that’s what i remember, I hope that’s what he said the name was 🙂 ) so it is actually ba-ba-ra like your friend said. I smiled and thought really unusual but thought nothing more of it. he went on to tell us he came to Ife to meet Rev Sam Adeyemi and we told him we were actually waiting for him. he stood with us for a few more minutes . Cant really remember much of what he said only that I thought he was really sweet and very warm…like a pastor should be…but I didn’t think much of this chance meeting, neither did I remember his name …in full that is…big mistake! but remember, I didn’t have the cover picture back then 🙂
eventually REV SAM ADEYEMI arrives and It was an awesome service. when he got back to his room after the service, he asked our names and prayed for us…”as you have served me today, people will serve you.” I said amen but did i really expect the prayer to be answered in that light? not really…big mistake! but remember once again, like I said before I didn’t have the cover picture back then 🙂 solving puzzles blindly…
okay so now fast forward to one weekend in 2002, I’m working and living in Portharcourt…attending HOTR PH, REV SAM ADEYEMI, REV VICTOR ADEYEMI and REV JUMOKE ADEYEMI all bring the word and that weekend and set me on a spiritual fire that I thank God satan has not been able to quench. Unusual experience…and story for another day… but did I think I would meet them again? nope…still solving puzzles blindly.
Now walk with me to 2005, meet my pk and he’s proposed and I have said yes. So he says to me, you need to meet my mentors and my pastor. incidentally he says, REV VICTOR ADEYEMI is inaugurating his church in Lagos so we need to go. There I am brought face to face with these three people once again and the picture is shocking but getting beautifully clearer…they were to be a part of my life. Unfortunately his pastor wasn’t in town until one weekend he was in Lagos with the whole family and this was my chance to meet him. We went to the hotel to meet him and I kept thinking to myself, this man looks so familiar, I just couldn’t place it. until he said, “ba-ba-ra, come and meet pastor Kingsley’s wife”….another piece of the puzzle…the pastor on the corridor? now my pastor? God sure has a sense of humour.
You see, I cant claim to have finished filling in the puzzle but this last few weekends have given me a large piece of the puzzle. I thank God for the influence of these wonderful men of God on my pk especially my dear dear dear darling pastor and papa Rev Femi ODUWOLE (I can NEVER forget that surname ever again) 🙂 like my pk says if you don’t have a pastor, I pity you…I love my pastor…he’s as pastor as pastors go. The last eight years have been so easy because I have a pastor I can call at any time and if I don’t call will check up on me. I also believe beyond a shadow of a doubt that the prayer of compensation he prayed for me on my birthday brought about my turn-around and after i put to bed, he came all the way to America on his bill to see me, name and pray for my baby. to say I love REV is an understatement…like I said he’s the kind of pastor anyone should have…I hope one day I grow up to be like him 🙂
so all three men came together at DCC for Last Minute Miracles and that in itself was a miracle…and they all got to openly bless our miracle Davida…
day one started off with REV SAM ADEYEMI
DAY 2 WITH REV VICTOR ADEYEMI
THEN DAY THREE …THE GRAND FINALE …
and ‘Dassah wasn’t left out of course 😉
…and thats pastor wunmi idowu beside her 😉
okay guys I’ve said enough
I’m going back to bed… it is after all the Christmas holidays… merry christmas y’all