FED UP!

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She saw several notes left in several places; under the door, on the window space, in a flower vase, and on the floor. Her heart skipped and beat fast as she picked them one after the other. When she had all of them, she opened her door and went in. She dropped them on her bed, took a bottle of water from her fridge. She drank and lay on her bed and started going through the letter one after the other. Most of them were from her friends who came to check on her the previous day after they heard what happened. They said they had been trying to get her on phone but she was not picking. She saw one from two of her colleagues who had come earlier in the morning to check on her. They wondered why she did not come to work, saying that they were worried about her. As she read the notes, she sent text messages to the senders acknowledging receipt of the note and reassuring them that she was fine, and that they would see her very soon. Some called immediately and she picked and spoke with them.

                As she read through the notes, she saw one dropped by Coker, Segun’s close friend. It read; “Dear Mabel, I was shocked beyond what words can explain when I learnt what happened. I have tried to reach Segun but he is not responding. I went to see him and he said I should let him be. I don’t know what to say. I was here earlier to see you face to face to tell you that Segun is not acting in his right senses. For all I care, you are the best thing that happened to him. I plead with you to give us some time to iron this out. Please don’t do anything rash. -Coker”

  “Rubbish,” She said and folded the note. “His mind is made up and so is mine.”

                She sent an SMS to Coker and then managed to read the remaining notes. She folded them and put inside a magazine. Some minutes later, her phone started ringing. It was Coker. She exhaled and picked the call. He was sounding worried. They talked for a while, him doing most of the talking. She just replied in monosyllables. He reiterated what he had said in the note and then tried cheering Mabel up. He asked whether he could see her. She refused. He pleaded with her to meet with her with some other friends of Segun’s. She refused. After encouraging her for a while, he promised to stay in touch and then hung up. Tears rolled down Mabel’s eye.

  “Why am I even crying,” she suddenly said to herself.

                She went to the fridge, brought out a can of juice and began sipping it.

  “Men are heartless. They are not worth crying for.”

She flipped through the channels on her TV as she sat on her bed.

  “Cry for a man? Nonsense.”

                She was a mix of anger and bitterness. She watched TV for a while but nothing seems to interest her. Her thoughts kept going to the incident no matter how hard she tried to enjoy the TV programs. When she couldn’t watch anymore, she switched off the TV and tried sleeping. She couldn’t sleep also so she got up and went to the bathroom.

(...to be continued...)

-Chinedu Isaac

FED UP!

(...continued...)

As she got to the first floor, on her way to the second floor where she lives, a door opened. Mabel increased her pace and walked up the stairs in twos. 

  “Aunty Mabel good morning,” Risi greeted as she peeped through the door.

                Mabel stopped when she heard the little girl’s voice.

  “Morning my dear,” Mabel answered and relaxed. “You didn’t go to school?”

  “No aunty.”

  “Why?”

                Risi did not answer.

  “Risi who are you talking to?” Mama Risi asked and came to the door.

  “It is aunty Mabel,” Risi answered.

  “Good morning ma,” Mabel greeted her when she came out.

  “Morning my love,” Mama Risi answered. “You did not go to work?”

  “No.”

  “Is all well?”

  “Yes. I have been ill for some days now. I just couldn’t go today.”

  “Eiyaa. So how are you feeling now?”

  “I am getting better.”

  “I have been worried. I even came to your house yesterday evening and in the night but there was no one there.”

  “I went to see my mother.”

  “Ok. How is she?”

  “Very fine ma.”

                Mabel made to turn and go up but stopped.

  “I was asking Risi why she did not go to school today.”

  “Hmm,” Mama Risi sighed and folded her hands on her chest. Risi looked up at her mother and kept quiet.

  “Is she okay?”

  “You know this private school thing.”

  “What happened?”

  “The fees are very high. I have not been able to pay enough for this term so they drove her today.”

  “Oh. Ok.”

                That was not the answer Mabel was expecting but she got it anyway. She wished she had not bothered asking but she looked at Risi and felt pity for the poor girl.

  “How have you been paying it before?”

  “I have been managing well. But since my son got admission in the university, the admission process sapped me. I even had to borrow to complete his bills.”

  “Oh I see.”

  “Since my husband died, it has not been easy.”

  “Mama Risi, don’t be thinking like that.”

  “I told you this because you asked. This is not the kind of story you tell everyone. I am not asking you for anything ok.”

  “I know. I will still see what I can do within the week.”

  “I will be grateful but don’t stress yourself ok. You have helped us a lot.”

  “It’s ok.”

  “Aunty thank you,” Risi said, ran and hugged Mabel.

  “Don’t worry, you will go back to school ok,” Mabel said, hugging her too.

  “Ok aunty.”

                Risi let her go and Mabel saw tears in her eyes. Mama Risi was also sniffing. Mabel was moved the more and made up her mind to pay the girl’s fees even if her mother’s generator had to wait a little longer. She continued up to the third floor.

                When she got to her door, she was taken aback by what she saw.

(...to be continued...)

-Chinedu Isaac

FED UP!

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  “What?”

  “I need to go and see Chidinma in the afternoon.”

  “Is that why you are shouting as if something just happened to you?”

  “I just remembered that today is Monday and I am supposed to collect something from her.”

                Cynthia brought out her phone from her thigh pocket and dialed Chidinma’s number.

  “I will leave without you then.”

  “When I am through, I will call you to know where you are.”

  “Ok.”

                Chidinma’s number was not reachable. After several tries, she dropped the phone.

  “Just send her an SMS,” Mabel advised. “She will get it whenever her phone becomes reachable.”

                Cynthia sent the SMS. Few minutes later Cynthia’s phone rang. It was Chidinma. They talked for a while and she hung up.

  “She said she will be around by 11/12,” Cynthia said.

  “Ok.”

They ate breakfast and Mabel went to freshen up. When she was done, she lay on the couch in the parlour, watching a movie on her phone. From time to time, her phone would ring. Mostly, it was her colleagues from the office. She answered the ones she wanted and ignored the ones she didn’t want to. Even the ones she answered, she did not speak much. She just reassured them that she was doing fine.

  “Have you spoken with Glory, Miriam and Oge since yesterday?” Cynthia asked her.

  “We have been chatting. It’s better for me that way.”

  “Ok.”

                Cynthia went outside the house to check whether there was any ripe mango.

  “You have not changed,” Mabel teased her.

  “As if you will not eat if I get,” Cynthia answered, laughed and left.

After a while, Cynthia came back.

  “All these children in this yard,” she lamented. “they will not let the mango rest.”

  “You didn’t climb the tree?” Mabel asked laughing.

  “You are funny. It is only the long stick that I used.”

  “You should have asked Chuka.”

  “Which Chuka?”

  “Your new…”

  “There is nothing going on o.”

                They laughed.

  “Are you serious?” Mabel asked. “Because I saw the way you were looking at him yesterday.”

  “He is not my type joor.”

  “But I think he likes you.”

  “He has been applying o but am not interested. I only use him whenever I need help, just like yesterday.”

  “Hope you don’t ask for help in the other one?”

                They laughed.

  “You are not serious,” Cynthia said and sat opposite Mabel. “You are not going yet?”

  “To where?”

  “I thought you said you were going to your house, then to see Mrs Biodun?”

  “Yes I will. I want to get to the house when all the neighbours must have left for work or school.”

  “It’s true. So they will not be asking stupid questions.

  “And you know I am supposed to go to work today. So if they see me in the house, they will start sniffing.”

  “Ok.”

Mabel spent another 2 hours in the house. She finished watching the movie as she chatted with Cynthia. When it was 11:20, Cynthia called her attention.

  “Remember I have to meet Chidinma by 12pm.”

  “It is true.”

                Mabel got ready to leave.

  “You will not wait so we will leave together?” Cynthia asked her.

  “We are not going in the same direction na.”

  “Ok.”

  “Don’t forget to call me when you are ready to come,”

  “Okay. I will”

                She left, boarded a taxi and left for her house. Cynthia got dressed too and left the house to go and see Chidinma.

                When Mabel got to her compound, everywhere was quiet. There was no one in the compound. Just distant neighbours she saw on the road, who she just waved at and walked in.

  “Thank God,” she said as she looked around and walked briskly to the staircase.

                As she got to the first floor, on her way to the second floor where she lives, a door opened.

(...to be continued...)

-Chinedu Isaac 

FED UP!

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  “Mabel Mabel,” she kept calling and ran out of her room.

                She saw the entrance door open and called Mabel the more. On rushing out, she ran into Mabel coming into the house carrying a bucket of water.

  “Mummy good morning.” She greeted. “Why are you shouting my name like that? Is there any problem?

  “I woke up and didn’t see you. I was worried.”

  “Worried for what na? This is just 6:30.”

  “I also heard noise in the compound so I thought…”

  “You thought I hung myself on the mango tree?”

  “My dear”

  “You are funny.”

  “What am I supposed to think after what I heard yesterday?”

   “It hasn’t been long I woke up. I went to fetch water to tidy up the kitchen and mop the floor.”

  “Okay my dear. What is the noise in the compound about?”

  “Just yard quarrel.”

  “Between who and who this time?”

  “One of these new tenants and Michael.”

  “Mcheew. Trouble makers. It is a normal thing.”

  “Is Cynthia still sleeping?”

  “Yes she is. Should I wake her?”

  “No. Leave her. She slept late.”

  “We still need to do morning devotion so I will have to wake her.”

  “Ok. Let me drop the bucket in the kitchen. I will soon join you.”

                They went inside. Their mother woke Cynthia up for morning devotion. After the devotion, they cleaned up the house while their mother prepared for work. She was a civil servant. While they were busy, there was a knock on the door. It was their neighbor. Cynthia answered the door

  “Good morning aunty Janet.”

  “Morning my dear,” she replied. “How are you?”

  “I am fine ma.”

  “Is your mummy around? Has she left for work?”

  “She is getting ready. You can wait for her in the parlour.”

                Aunty Janet came in and sat in the parlour. Mabel came out and greeted her.

  “Mabel mabel my inlaw, how are you?”

  “I am fine ma.”

  “You don’t come to see us again.”

  “I have been very busy with work and other things lately.”

  “Ok my dear. You don’t want to ask after your husband?”

                Mabel giggled.

  “You will wait for my son to make money and come and marry you o,” Aunty Janet said laughing.

  “Aunty aunty..”

                Their mother came out ready to leave and met Aunty Janet in the parlour. They exchanged pleasantries.

  “Since you are leaving,” Aunty Janet said. “We can leave together.”

  “Okay.”

                They left the house. Mabel and Cynthia bid their mother farewell.

  “I heard noise in your house last night.” Aunty Janet asked after they had walked for a while. “Is there any problem?”

  “No problem o. We were praying.”

  “But it sounded somehow.”

  “I don’t know what you heard. It did not come from my house. It must have been another house.”

                Mama Janet didn’t seem convinced but she decided not to push further.

  “I heard the new tenants quarreled this morning.” Mabel’s mother said, changing the topic.

  “It is still about the same issue about pouring water in front of the house.”

  “Mcheew. I was thinking it is something serious. Let me be speed up. I am running late.”

Mama Janet escorted her to the gate and came in. She flagged down a tricycle and entered. 

                In the house, Mabel made breakfast. She fried egg and made pap to be taken with bread

  “What are your plans for today?” Cynthia asked Mabel.

  “I will go to my house later this morning. Then in the evening I will go and see Mrs Biodun, my department supervisor in the office.

  “Do you need me to go with you?”

  “You are still supervising me?”

  “No. Is it bad to stay with my beloved sister?”

  “Alright. Start getting ready then.”

  “Oh my God!” Cynthia exclaimed and held her thigh.

(...to be continued...)

-Chinedu Isaac 

FED UP!

(...continued...)

Mabel thought she had overcome the pain of the heartbreak but that night, it surfaced again. She had a bad night. She kept turning from side to side and muttering. When Cynthia was done with the light, she put off the generator, opened the curtains and lay beside Mabel

  “Oohm. These mosquitoes,” she said and hit her neck. She got up and confirmed that the window net was properly aligned to the window space. Then she lay down again.

Their mother could not sleep. She kept coming into the room to check on Mabel. At times she would just stand by the door and flash her torch light. At other times, she would come close and touch Mabel. Cynthia got irritated.  

  “Don’t worry,” Cynthia told her after coming for a while. “She will be fine. I am here with her.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes, go.”

Mabel kept turning and tossing. At a point, Cynthia had to cuddle Mabel. Tears rolled down her eyes as she looked at her only sister in pains. After a while, she slept off.    

Around 3 am, when everyone was asleep and everywhere was quiet, Mabel shouted “Noooo” and woke up. Her mother ran into the room with her torch light.

  “What is it?” she asked.

  “I had a bad dream.”

Her mother held her shoulder. “What did you see?” she asked.

  “I kept seeing Segun and that little brat.”

  “Don’t bother yourself about them. Come and stay with me in my room.”

  “Mummy don’t worry I will be fine.”

                Cynthia stirred and woke up.

  “What happened?”

  “I thought you said you will take care of your sister?”

  “Any problem? It has not been long I slept. Did anything happen?”

  “No. Just a nightmare.”

  “Come to my room,” her mother said.

                Mabel hesitated. Her mother held her hand and pulled her up.

  “Come and stay where I will keep my eyes on you.”

                Mabel got up and followed her.

  “So you want to leave only me here?” Cynthia said. “It will not work.”

                She got up and followed them also. Mabel and cynthia lay on their mum’s bed while their mum opted to lie on the couch in her room.

  “Are you sure you can sleep there?” Mabel asked her mum.

  “Don’t worry about me.”

  “I would have stayed in the other room. I will be fine.”

  “Go to sleep my dear. You are not going anywhere.”

                Mabel and Cynthia soon fell asleep. Their mum opened her bible and read as she made some silent prayers. Soon she fell asleep.

                In the morning, she was woken up by some shouting in the compound, she opened her eye and saw only Cynthia on the bed. Mabel was not there. She jumped up.

  “Mabel Mabel,” she kept calling and ran out of her room.

(...to be continued...)

-Chinedu Isaac 

THE CONTROL TOWER

The control tower in an airport is a tall building from where all the flight commands are given out. No pilot makes a move until the control tower clears for takeoff. No airplane even taxis on the run way without approval. An airplane can also remain in the air and not land until cleared to land. This is because there are many airplanes in the air at the same time. You may not see them but there are. You will know this when you stay in the airport for a while and see planes landing in quick succession. If the control tower makes a mistake or if a pilot decided not to heed the instruction from the control tower, there would definitely be a collision of airplanes. Also the weather factor is communicated to the cockpit crew by the control tower to avert turbulence and crash.

As children of God, we have a control tower. Heaven is our control tower and God is in charge. However to make it much easier for us, He sent His Holy Spirit in our hearts so we don’t look up to a geographical heaven but listen to the voice of God in our spirit. It is important that we seek Divine approval and direction before embarking on anything or taking any decision. Most times in the story about King David, you will always see “…and David enquired of the Lord…” He knew the importance of the control tower so he never makes a move without it. Once when he moved without God’s clearance against a very small army, his army was defeated. It is not the size of the task or the weight of the decision that determines what you do. God cares about the little details of your life and would like to direct you aright. Do you know that listening to God can make you not eat a food that can harm you? Even when the airplane indices show the airplane is ready to land, clearance still has to come from the control tower. You might think the decision is an easy one but if the Holy Spirit tells you not to go ahead, DON’T.

How can you get instruction from the control tower when you are not yet connected to the control tower? We will look at this subsequently

-Airplane series

By Chinedu Isaac

FED UP!

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  “What is burning?” their mother asked and ran towards the kitchen.

  “O my God!” Cynthia exclaimed. “I forgot the leftover rice I was warming.”

  “You were thinking about Chuka,” Mabel teased her.

  “Don’t mind your sister.”

                They laughed. She brought the pot of rice down from the stove.

  “This one has condemned,” their mother said.

  “I will still scrape the top and eat,” Cynthia said.

  “No you will not,” her mother replied and took the pot to upturn the content into the bin. Cynthia took the pot from her.

  “It is not good to waste food,” she said.

  “So why did you burn the food then?” Mabel said.

  “Because I was trying to put the generator on for you.”

  “For me?”

  “Yes na.”

  “you are funny.”

                Their mother opened the kitchen window very well so the smoke will diffuse.

  “Cynthia dish the food,” she said and left.

  “Don’t worry I will do it,” Mabel said

  “I will help you. Let’s do it together.”

                After eating, they spent the night gisting and watching movies Cynthia had just borrowed.

  “You see why I don’t like watching these kind of movies,” Mabel said when one movie finished. “You can tell how the movie will end.”

  “I like them like that,” her mother said.

  “You should be watching better things.”

  “It is just home video and news that we watch here,” Cynthia said. “We need cable TV.”

  “Which cable,” their mother said. “We need to be watching local news to know what is happening around us.”

  “That is why you have a radio,” Cynthia said as she brought out the movie. “Should I put another one?”

  “It’s past 9,” her mum replied. “Try any local station let’s watch news.”

  “Ooohm,” Cynthia lamented and searched the local stations.

                Mabel switched on her phone and began to receive messages that were sent when it was off. She read them and replied the ones she needed to. When she was done, she surfed the internet. Cynthia watched the news with her mother and endured the commentary her mother was running after each story.

  “Mummy just watch the news. All these things you are saying, they are not hearing you.”

  “Leave me. I must speak my mind.”

  “You want to change the world from inside your parlour. Take megaphone and go to government house and shout your opinion.”

                They laughed.

  “Yeye girl.”

                When they were done with the news, Cynthia put another movie and they watched for a while.

  “It is getting late,” Mabel said. “I should go to bed.”

  “We will pray together before we sleep.”

                They put off the TV and prayed together. Then Mabel went into the room she always shared with Cynthia, their mother went into her room while Cynthia stayed back in the parlour to finish the movie.

  “Wash the plates before you sleep,” Cynthia’s mother told her as she left the sitting room.

  “I have done that.”

  “Don’t fail to put off the generator.”

  “I will.”

  “Ehe,” her mother came back into the parlour

  “Oooohm. What do you want to tell me to do now?”

  “Nothing. Never mind. Goodnight.”

  “Goodnight.”

                Mabel thought she had overcome the pain of the heartbreak but that night, it surfaced again.

(...to be continued..)

-Chinedu Isaac

FED UP!

(...continued..)

  “What do you have in mind?”

  “I will think and get back to you later.”

  “Think? You know you have suffered Blood Pressure issues in the past and you want to think?”

  “Don’t worry about me. I need to get to the root of this issue once and for all.”

                Cynthia came into the room and announced that she was done with the soup.

  “Who wants to eat?” she asked.

  “Who is in the mood for food?” their mother said.

  “Mummy this is why I didn’t want to tell you.” Mabel said, “I don’t want you bothering yourself.”

  “I will eat later. Meanwhile what will you do about work. Are you ready to face your colleagues?”

  “I was thinking of taking sick leave.”

  “Will they give you? You know how important you are in your office.”

  “I will call my supervisor when I get home.”

  “Why not call her now.”

  “Okay.”

                Mabel dialed her supervisor’s number and she picked. After exchanging pleasantries, Mabel told her why she was calling. The supervisor told her she had heard what happened and intended giving her few days off. She asked Mabel if she could make out time and see her in her house in the evening of the following day. Mabel agreed, thanked her and then hung up.

  “She agreed to give me some days off.”

  “That’s good. That means you are sleeping here this night.”

  “Mummy but..” Mabel began to say.

  “Shhh. I don’t want to hear it. You are staying here. I need to keep an eye on you.”

  “There is no light here.”

  “And so?”

  “How will I cope?”

  “Was this not where you grew up.”

  “Mummy things have changed.”

  “We have generator.”

  “The one that is not working. Let me go and come back tomorrow morning.”

  “No. That’s final.”

  “Ok ma.”

                Mabel lay back on the bed in despair.

  “The generator may start,” Cynthia said. “Let me try it and see.” She went out.

  “Wait for me,” Mabel said and went with her.

                They went and checked the generator. There was enough fuel to test whether it would start or not. They tried starting it, Cynthia first. After a while Mabel opted to try.

  “No,” Cynthia objected. “You will soil your cloth.”

  “Don’t you have clothes I can change with?”

  “I do.” She stepped aside and let Mabel try.

Mabel did but the generator did not respond.

  “Let me call Chuka to come and help us,” Cynthia said and left Mabel still trying to do something.

                Cynthia called a neighbor who came and tried. He checked everything, told them what needed to be fixed and added.

  “Where do I get them?” Cynthia asked.

  “Along the express road, not very far from here,” he replied.

  “Ok. How do I locate the place?”

He opted to help them buy the things needed to make the generator start.

  “Come and take money,” their mother who just came out of the backyard door said.

  “Don’t bother,” Mabel said. “I will give him money.”

  “No my dear. Let me handle it. I don’t want you to change your mind about the new generator.”

                They laughed. She told Cynthia where to get the money. Cynthia brought it and gave Chuka who went and got a new plug, fuel and oil. He fixed the generator and put it on. They thanked him and their mother offered him tip.

  “Don’t worry ma.” He said. “It was my pleasure, for Cynthia’s sake.”

                Mabel gave Cynthia a funny look.

  “You didn’t tell me,”

  “She is still doing shakara. If I can give you light, I will do anything for you.”

  “Go away jo,” Cynthia said.

                They laughed and he left. They went inside, only to perceive the smell of smoke everywhere.

(...to be continued...)

-Chinedu Isaac

FED UP!

(continued)

They went back outside and sat with their mother.

  “Is there any problem?” their mother asked.

                Cynthia looked at Mabel but Mabel did not say anything.

  “I know something is wrong.” She said dropping the tray of Egusi she carried on her laps. “Tell me what it is.”

                Mabel heaved a sigh and told her, “It’s Segun.”

  “O my God!” she adjusted herself on the bench she was sitting on. “What happened to him?”

  “Nothing happened to him. He is fine. He…he..”

  “He is a compound fool,” Cynthia said angrily.

  “Cynthia!” Mabel called.

  “Was he not the reason why you wanted to kill yourself yesterday?”

  “Chi m o. what?” Their mother placed her hands on her head.

  “Cynthia stop it!”

  “Sorry.”

  “You wanted to kill yourself again?” her mother said.

                Mabel kept quiet.

  “Are you not the one am talking to,” she said with her voice a bit raised.

                A neighbor looked out of her window and said, “Mama Cynthia is there any problem?”

  “No problem,” she replied. “Thank you.”

  “Let’s go inside your room and talk about it,” Mabel suggested.

                They went inside her mother’s room.

  “No wonder Cynthia did not come back yesterday.” Their mother lamented, clicking her fingers. “I knew something was wrong. Mabel tried to commit suicide. Hmm.”

  “Thank God I met her on time o.” Cynthia said. “If not, it would have been another story by now.”

                Mabel kept quiet.

  “Nne what were you thinking?”

  “I was in a bad mood yesterday after what happened. Am sorry about it.”

  “Tell me what happened.”

  “He abandoned me.”

  “He broke your heart actually.” Cynthia said. “Stop painting it.”

                This time it was their mother that cautioned Cynthia.

  “Let her say it anyhow she wants.”

  “Sorry. Let me go and cook the soup.” She left.

                As tears flowed down her cheek, Mabel told her mother everything that happened. When she was done, her mother didn’t say a word.

  “Mummy did you hear me?” Mabel asked her.

  “Yes I did,” she answered after heaving a sigh.

  “Then say something.”

  “Why do you have to go through the same thing I went through?”

  “Mummy the painful thing about it is that he left me for that stupid girl.”

  “It should not be. You are too young to go through this repeated heart break.”

She took them down memory lane as tears flowed down her eyes. Mabel and Cynthia were the only children of Madam Kate. Their father abandoned their mother after putting her in the family way on two occasions. He promised to marry her but left her and married someone else. That was after she had suffered several failed relationships. She was bothered seeing the same cycle repeating in the life of her daughter.

  “Hmmm,” she heaved a sigh again.

  “This is not the first time a man is doing this to me,” Mabel continued.

  “I know. Something needs to be done about this.”

(..to be continued)

Chinedu Isaac

THE RUDDER

The rudder is a little instrument inside a ship and also inside an airplane. As big as the airplane is, it is the rudder that determines the direction of the plane. This corroborates what the scripture says in James 3:3-6, “Behold, we put bits in the horses' mouths, that they may obey us; and we turn about their whole body. Behold also the ships, which though they be so great, and are driven of fierce winds, yet are they turned about with a very small helm, whithersoever the governor listeth. Even so the tongue is a little member, and boasteth great things. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth! And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity: so is the tongue among our members, that it defileth the whole body, and setteth on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire of hell.” Proverbs 18:21 also says, “Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof.”

It has also been proven scientifically that the speech part of the brain is connected to every other part and has some level of control over them. Your tongue is the rudder of your life. Your tongue determines the direction of your life. Whether you will succeed or not depends on what you say with your tongue. The tongue charts the course of your life. No matter how bad the situation is, if you speak the right words, in no distant time, you will come out of that situation. No matter how good your situation is, if you engage in wrong speaking, it is just a matter of time and things will turn sour for you. Just like the pilot uses the rudder to direct the plane, use your tongue to direct your life.

-Airplane series

By Chinedu Isaac