"IT'S 'CHRISTMAS', NOT 'XMAS'

"Folks, we are so good with abbreviations that we are fast
replacing the Webster Dictionary in our own contexts.
I know we love shortcuts. But we must realize that there are
times when we have to go round about the Hill. What is X-ed
is usually used to negate a fact or something we disagree
with, or may be we have deleted.
Christmas is of full ranking amongst festivals and must be
acknowledged appropriately.
There is 'Christ' in the 'mas'. He is the reason for the season.
I truly don't know who the hell 'X' is. Thus, it's 'Christmas'
and not 'Xmas'. An error we have observed from I dunno
when.
O! How I wish that everyday of my life will be a celebration
like unto a Christmas.
Wishing you all a wonderful Christmas season."

"Some Gets To Say Goodbye!"

"I have been in deep thoughts since yesterday after I received
a call telling me that a woman I knew had passed on to glory.
Am sure it's glory.
When her children waited for my condolence call to come
through for about 3weeks, the daughter decided to call me
yesterday believing that I must not have heard. But deep
inside me I knew she must have wondered why I did not call
sooner knowing how their mother held me in high esteem. I
was short of words as I listened to the daughter. Then my
mind started playing back.
Before the 18th day of Oct. 2013, 'Yar garin mu' (daughter of
our hometown) as I did call her and while she called me 'Dan
garin mu' (son of our hometown). She called me on phone and
told me she needed me to forgive every wrong she'd ever
wronged me. I told her that she has never wronged me, but
she insisted she needed to hear me say that. That she was
making peace with all men, and that she feel it's about time to
go home. I felt it in my heart too. We talked like a younger
brother to an older sister, just the way we were used to. I
could feel her peace radiating into me as we ended the
conversation. About a week or more later, she called that she
needed my assistance, confusingly for me, I just borrowed all
I had, but as I heard the voice of the Lord in my heart I had to
part with about half of it, but I could not send it that day
because it was a Friday and past banking time, so, I hoped for
Monday to come and it seemed like everlasting, but patience
helped me pulled through my anxiety. Miraculously, that same
Friday's night I earned more than I have purposed in my heart
to give her, but sadly, am sure it was greedily, for I did not
increase the amount I purposed seeing that I have made more.
God, am sorry. Though she needed the little I gave her, but I
should have done more. That was goodbye between me and
'Yar garin mu'. About two weeks and four days later she died,
as I was told.
I pondered on all the events as they clouded my mind. I
remembered the first time I met her at work for she was our
janitor and a colleague while we worked together, but most
importantly she was my friend. I remember all her wise
counsels. She believed in me when no one did. She was a
perfect big sister.
Now, I reason, looking at us in this life, our deeds, our
hardheartedness, our unkindness, our endless struggles daily
just to make ends meet which never does and in the process
letting the most important things in life slip by. What are the
races for? I asked myself over and over again, when in
actualization there is nothing we can hold unto in this life
forever. Can we hold unto a brother, a sister, a mother, a
father, a dear friend, a lover, a posh job, or a fine face forever?
I wonder! I still do. From this world, some gets to say
goodbye! While many never did. 'Yar garin mu' told me
something she was so certain about, she said: "I am going
home, till we meet in Heaven." When, she told me to pray for
her, all I found myself telling God was to forgive her all her
wrongs and accept her back home, for she was sore even in
her illness and spoke as one that was ready to cross over.
Be good to all. It might be the last act of kindness you may be
opportune to render. We can't hold anything forever, but we
can leave our memories written in gold, we can leave
footprints that can never disappear. We can leave our lives to
be told as bed times stories. Yes! We can. It starts with a
simple act of love and kindness. Goodbye! 'Yar garin mu', till
my time is done, when the Reaper shall find me homeward
bound."

KAI KA BANI – SOLOMON LANGE

KAI KA BANI – SOLOMON LANGE

Na sami nasara

Yabani nasara ye!

Yesu  dutsen ceto na

Na jingina gare ka

Yesu dutsen ceto na

Na dogara gare ka

                Kai ka bani rai

                Kai ka bani wakoki

                Kai ka tuna da ni

                Kai ka share hawaye

                Mai ceto, mai ceto na, mai ceto, kai ka dai

                Ni zan yabi sunnan ka

                Mai ceto, mai ceto na, mai ceto, kak ka dai

                Ni zan yabi sunnan ka

Said to cast my cares on you

Because you really care for me

Of all the people in the world

Lord you know me by my name,

Am not a servant in your house

You’re my father and am your son

You’re my glory, and the lifter of my head

(Lifter of my head)

You’re my shield, my exceedingly great reward

(Yes, you are the one)

                Mai ceto, mai ceto na, mai ceto, kai ka dai

                Ni zan yabi sunnan ka

                Mai ceto, mai ceto na, mai ceto, kai ka dai

                Ni zan yabi sunnan ka

You set a table before me

O! Yes! You did

You’ll never leave nor forsake me

No! No! You won’t

Nasara kai ka bani – nagode

Ceto kai ka bani – nagode

Lord, you are my help,

Lord, you are my strength

Lord no matter the cold I will never be afraid

Lord, you are my love,

Lord you are my Life,

You are my reward and forever am a winner

(Mai ceto, mai ceto na, mai ceto, kai ka dai

Ni zan yabi sunnan ka)

Am a winner 4x

Sarkin duniya

Sarkin runduna

Sarkin salama

Kai ne mai iko

Babu wani kamar ka

Almasihu, kai ne mai mulki

 Almasihu, kai ne mai ceto

Almasihu, kai ne mai mulki

kai ne mai iko 2x

kai ne mai mulki

Nagode!2x

Waiyo Allah na!

Waiyo Yesu na

Waiyo Allah na!

Put your hands in the air

You know Jesus cares – till fade