From the FD: Get a Tee, join the revolution

The Financial department is pleased to reintroduce the sales of the CMDA tees and sweatshirts, particularly in view of the upcoming Missions rural outreach beginning on the last week of August. The tees and sweatshirts would be the official look of the members during that period and any other official outing of the Chapter.
The prices for 1 of each are;
• T-shirt: N4,000
• Sweatshirt: N6,000

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Money in the Bank (by Olubusola Oladeinde)

People go through life not knowing what to get. Men walk the face of the earth thinking “Where would my resources come from?” But there is money in the bank waiting for the men of the earth. This money in the bank is sitting gathering dust. In order to get, one must draw near, but before one draws near, he must heed the call of another.

Men of the earth, O men of the earth!
The first man doesn’t know if there is money or not. He can’t hear people calling out. So, he never discovers that the money is gathering dust.

The second man knows. He has heard whispers but he doesn’t know where to look. He’s not covering the distance; he’s not drawing near.

The third man, the ignorant third man. He knows where the bank is but chooses to be uninterested, thinking, “Why should I draw near? Why should I receive?”
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Look within (by Hohenheim)

There was once a king in a distant land, his city was excellent yet he desired more. In that region, his kingdom was one of many Kingdoms; all more splendid than his, so glorious and wonderful than any thought could fathom. This king, day after day stood at the wall of his kingdom gazing over the vast land into these other kingdoms admiring their beauty, their splendour and their unimaginable greatness. With each day that passed, with each gaze, his heart grew sour, full of sadness and despair and he desired more than anything for his kingdom to be like these kingdoms in their statures as he thought nothing could be more than these. So he set out to fulfill his desire and employed every art and science to achieve this goal. Still unable to fulfill his desire, he grew more and more frustrated and so, he sought the help of magic.
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Dear Sex,
From your posts on Instagram, I understand you’re doing really great. Today, I’m writing to you because I feel it’s high time someone told you the truth about yourself.

Honestly, to most citizens of the Unmarried State, you are cool, welcoming and wonderful. You are exciting, engaging and satisfactory. I must say, that’s really commendable.
Nevertheless, I hold a few resentments against you. You are largely deceptive. First you’ve artfully convinced most people in this state into believing that your second name is ‘love’. You didn’t stop there. You went on to coerce them to rain applauses on you, cheering you by the nicknames you carved up for yourself and day after day they hail ‘’ …and here comes ultimate ROMANCE..’’ ‘’Let’s welcome almighty FUN, the commander of pleasures!’’

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“I wonder sometimes that if I was born into a Muslim home, will I be a Christian today?” – IWEDI CHIKESILEM

We welcome you to another Spotlight interview. We will be considering an entirely abstruse character of a different class and gender than our last. I don’t know about you guys but since his arrival at the ABUAD complex here in Ido, he has always been sort of a puzzle to me. Hence, my referral to him earlier as abstruse. However, I don’t doubt that this is young man is the kind of person that seldom ever leaves a place without leaving a lasting impression.

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La dolce vita; Italian for the sweet life or the good life, is a 1960 Italian drama film which shows Marcello Rubini, a journalist writing for gossip magazines, over seven days and nights on his journey through the “sweet life” of Rome in a fruitless search for love and happiness.

Like Marcello, a lot of us are leading fruitless lives, sadly more than seven days and nights. Love and happiness are important ingredients that spice up life and make it worth living. They are not magical feelings meant for a selected few, contrary to the beliefs of some people. That conclusion comes about when we become exhausted, constantly searching for the right thing(s) in the wrong place(s) or doing the right thing(s) too little or too much.

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I am fearfully and wonderfully made

I was asked, “What really is it about you?”

What really makes you different?

What is it you carry that changes your countenance around people?

I said, “I am fearfully and wonderfully made”


Often times,

I look at myself and say, “I am not good enough”

I’m not fit for the task

But I know I have been moulded by the potter

To be a vessel unto honour and not dishonour

I said, “I am fearfully and wonderfully made”

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A Proud Heart

Pride is the most dangerous of the seven deadly sins. As it has often been said to be the root, from which the others originate. However it goes deeper than being arrogant or pompous. Pride is a character that is rooted in self-sufficiency and self-confidence. It comes from the misconceived notion that we are something on our own. Meanwhile, in truth there’s only one self-sufficient being in the whole universe or universes. If we are sustained or dependent on the self-sufficient one for everything from our lives to the construction of our personalities and intellect, then it makes no sense for a person to boast. Pride is therefore when one thinks of himself more highly than he ought to.

Boast not against the branches. But if thou boast, thou bearest not the root, but the root thee.  Rom 11:18
Shall the axe boast itself against him that heweth therewith? or shall the saw magnify itself against him that shaketh it?  as if the rod should shake itself against them that lift it up, or as if the staff should lift up itself, as if it were no wood. Isaiah 10:15
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All about the Scars

In September 2001, I was 8 years old. I knew little about life and pain. Life to me was a playground and the only pain I knew was whips. I enjoyed playing until play became pain.
I had an elbow dislocation while playing on a swing. In that instant, I understood the meaning of the word anguish.
Several months rolled by and I had gone from severe pain to numbness. It was a swift trip from dislocation to necrosis. My fingers took various colours and lost all memories about how to move.
The doctors gave their verdict. The limb is gone, we have to amputate.
Does amputate mean what I think it means? Will my parents give their consent to remove a whole limb?

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