What is normal ?

Back in secondary school i travelled from the  north down to the south I plowed the major high way with either my parent or I go  alone. When I was much younger ( 0- 12 ) we would take the night bus or my dad would drive us all. The last time we drove as a family down south, was for my grandma’s burial, while coming back we saw a car whose driver was in a haste the driver tried to over take us , he finally got ahead of us,   a wide gap was between us due to the speed but after a while we saw that same car in a terrible accident didn’t think anyone survived.

Before I left for school I  and my cousin who was staying with us  planned to attend a birthday of my little cousin in another state and also  wanted to use the opportunity to see other family members over there. On a faithful evening my mum called me and told me that my cousin was no more. I was in shock wondering, thinking, wishing I could have stopped whatever killed her if I was there. I thought about the plans we made and her beautiful face and wished it was all a lie (her death )

Recently I had a story of young man who invited his lady friend to his house  so they could have fun ( so called ) and she came, he needed some money he was with his ATM and he asked his lady friend to come along so she did. They both entered a bike together, not long after they got in the road their bike was hit and this young vibrant creatures who had great plans for the night and period they’ll be together where rushed to the hospital, the lady in a coma and the man bashed up  too bad.

Every time we find ourselves alive we make plans for tomorrow, we forget that life is like a vapour which appears for a while then vanishes away and we ought to commit our ways into God’s hands.  James 4 : 12 – 14


You think it’s normal to drink water with your mouth and not choke, you think it’s normal to sit up straight without complaining of back ache, you think if you eat right you’ll live long – isn’t that what our doctors or medical personnel tell us (no offence I’m one of them ),  we move around daily we see our relations and neighbor around us we don’t even acknowledge them or drop a smile to cheer them up. It doesn’t even occur to us that we might not be here tomorrow  and our legacy is what we’ll be remembered for.


Do you know that many out there had thought the same way and some where even better in health, wealth, had great qualifications in life but today they are either dead, leaving In regret crying had i known, wishing they could turn the hands of time.

I’m here to remind you of a few things and to tell you to be GRATEFUL . Be grateful for the life you have because it’s a gift and a precious one at that so it’s not normal it’s by his GRACE you’re alive today.


His love is what’s sustaining you, you must not have known that before. He went to Calvary for your sake redeeming you with his blood. Oh how more can one express his love for you if not by this sacrifice. Just so you know there was no condition  so his love is unconditional, he cares so much for you what  you can do to appreciate him, is give your life to him acknowledged his presence in your life. Its unbelievable but his love is for real and he’s willing to give you more than you ask him when you come.

Have a great week.



Ray Ferrer- The Artist.

I started this blog over a year ago and as I said in my earlier post I deserted it for a long while and returned to it in September just last month.
So looking back on those who started following me I saw this great bloggers and I decided to see who they really are and get to know more of them.

They where few, and to my understanding before anyone  stop by to read any of your post, something must have caught their attention, and if that person decides to follow your blog they must have been intrigued by what they saw and believed in the individual behind the blog .


Photo by Ray Ferrer

This evening I decided to see how I began and check out those who believed In me. Ray Ferrer of the Urbanwallart blog was one of the few ( When I say few I mean few ) Bloggers that believed in me at the start of this blog.


Photo by Ray Ferrer
As i checked out the blog-  Urbanwallart i saw this great artist who traded his MBA for a canvas  and the beautiful work he did, and then i saw his progress medically and finally his death on the 20th of May this year after a struggle with Grade 4  Glioblastoma brain Cancer. Unfortunately I lost my Aunt on the 24th of  May this year to Cervical Cancer. Looking back now, i never met him personally or even  his online presence  and I regret this because I know he and his work would have been an inspiration to me. Ray Ferrer I thank you for believing in me. Even when I did not know you, the knowledge of your death made me hurt deep down within like i knew you, Your legacy lives on.

May your beautiful wife Rhian Ferrer and family be comforted.

Rest in Peace Ray Ferrer.