For the first time. . .GOD KEEP JONATHAN. . . It was the brief period between the third and the fourth service. I usually attend the third service but I felt staying till the fifth. I dont take my phones to church again. It had become a god to me that within powerful ministrations, Ill just be chatting or reading internet articles. Kehinde, Prince, Chris and Kingsley had at one point or the other seized my phone. But Ive changed sha. However, I forgot to leave it at home today. But I resisted all temptations to check my notifications and messages during the service. Immediately the third service ended, I got online and the first thing I saw was a breaking news on the gun battle in Abuja this morning. It wasnt conclusive. So I was uncertain about what had happened. I couldnt search more because the fourth service had started. But my mind was not settled throughout. I wanted to be sure nothing had happened to President Jonathan. For the first time, I felt I was in his shoes and that he just couldnt handle Nigerias situation. I remembered OLYMPUS HAS FALLEN and my heartbeat paused for some milliseconds. I felt a level of pity for the president. I prayed it wasnt an attack on the presidential villa. But was it all about the president? Partly yes. Party no. He is a human like myself. He shouldnt be assassinated. He has a life to live and shouldnt be in danger. Nigerias problem is not only jonathans problem. Its the problem of all Nigerians. He also has family that loves him closely. Partly no because I may suffer the counter reactions of any attack on him. I live in the South-South. And being a Yoruba man, I would be a target. I started thinking about routes to Lagos or Ibadan. Except I fly from Emogwa, Ill pass through at least one South South State. But I calmed down because someone recently told me I looked like a Bayelsa man. So I may just adopt the name Tamunobelema Jonathan and would throw away anything thatll identify me as a South West man. In all sincerity, I felt so insecured. I developed the consciousness that Im only a Nigerian if Im in my state of origin, once Im outside, Im not one. Immediately the fifth service ended, I was happy with the first comment I read which was attributed to Reuben Abati that the president was safe. Actually todays experience changed something about me. It wasnt that I hated the personality of the president. I wasnt just happy with his leading style. But I had roles to play too. He just cant do it all. Everything is a burden to him, I suppose. Too many parties or groups of interests to address. And it just seems the world is crashing on him. Recently a friend reminded me of the fact that those that founded America laid it in Gods hands. I do not say there shouldnt be criticism, but while we correct the errors in the government we can do our little by sincerely saying God Bless Nigeria. In all fairness I have never taken prayers for Nigeria in church serious. My idea is always that I still dey pray make God answer my prayers. . .wetin concern me concern Nigeria. I now see that the Scriptures is not wrong that whoever prays for the goodness of Jerusalem shall prosper. When I reflected on all these problems, why wouldnt Jonathan and his team make statements that are not consistent? I believe its not intentional. They are just so confused about the state of the nation. There are many problems he inherited and those which started with him. I believe we can all say those prayers genuinely and things will work out. Many would say hes always going to church for prayers, or spends more time in church than leading Nigeria. He must have tried everything and had come to the conclusion that only God can save him, save this nation and bring good times for the people. While hes still the president Im certain I wont fail to say: God bless Goodluck Ebele Jonathan. GOD BLESS NIGERIA. GOD BLESS ME TOO everyday.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 18:45:58 +0000
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