As former governor of Osun State and pioneer Chairman of the All Progressives Congress (APC), Bisi Akande, got ready to launch his autobiography in Lagos last Friday, a day before the launch, one very unAfrican event occurred in Ouagadougou, capital of Burkina Faso. Christophe Joseph-Marie Dabiré, the West African country’s Prime Minister, presented his letter of resignation to the country’s president, Roch Marc Christian Kaboré. It was accepted. Dabiré threw in the towel on the heels of persistent demonstrations against his government’s inability to stop the bloodletting Burkinabe faced from ceaseless jihadist attacks. With the PM’s resignation, according to Burkinabe…

It is a good thing to give thanks unto the LORD, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High ~ Psalms 92:1. Introduction: If you take a moment to reflect on this passing year, you will likely recall some bittersweet memories, the continued political upheavals, the insecurity challenges, the global health uncertainties, and so on. But in the midst of all these, we must not be unmindful of God’s daily provisions, His supernatural defense, His guiding light, His timely exemptions from common evils and His sure mercies to us, which must be joyfully appreciated. No act of God…

Christians say we are saved. But Jesus says we are not. He puts salvation as the final bus stop, saying: “He who endures to the end will be saved.” (Matthew 10:22). But Christians proclaim their salvation at the beginning. Inevitably, Christians are in for a big surprise. Jesus says: “The last will be first, and the first last. For many are called, but few chosen.” (Matthew 20:16). Today, Christians are the first who are now destined prophetically to be last. This means we will be flabbergasted when we finally discover that many non-Christians that we have held in outright contempt…

I still remember that night like yesterday. Our lives had been turned upside down by the resurgence of the second wave of Covid-19. Like most people, my sleeping pattern was no longer regular; which is to say, out of fear and boredom, I was now learning to sleep before midnight, and waking up without any idea of what to expect. On that Friday, I had drifted off to sleep when my son rushed into my room with a phone. “Dad”, he said, “I think there’s a problem.” I grumbled that except if the world was about to end, there was…