ISSUE E-NEWSLETTER

UPCOMING EVENTS
• RMU MAY SESSION 04 APRIL
DATE - 30-05-2009 2009
TIME- 5PM-7PM
VENUE- RCCG, CITY OF
DAVID, VICTORIA
ISLAND, LAGOS. REAL MEN UNLIMITED [RMU]
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WAITING FOR MY ISAAC

- PASTOR FEMI ADEYEMI
What say we then? Whomsoever God has lifted, non also be a cause of infertility, so to all the pot bellied
can pull down. That is our story at RMU. A story con- men out there, break a sweat and get some abs.
firmed by another evening of invaluable teaching and Isaac could come in form of a Ruth or a Rebecca,
exhortation, an evening of fine dining and cuisine, an
so we should know that Isaac doesn’t necessarily
evening where, there was no running away from the
issue that constantly poses a threat to most marriages; have to be a boy. It was obvious at the end of the
Infertility. meeting that stomachs were full but most impor-
As usual, we were blessed with another laudable tantly the spirit man had been enlightened with
speaker, Pastor Femi Adeyemi. He spoke on the vari- knowledge without a price tag.
ous issues that cause infertility and the various ways
The big question then is, how do you want to wait
which a woman can conceive without sexual inter-
for Isaac? In anxiety, worry, anger and stress? Or
course. However, he highlighted that these methods in peace, stillness and love? I bet you’ll choose
are not 100% foolproof, which indicates that the per- the latter.
fect work of God; that a man and a woman should
come together to bring forth another of their kind can-
not be replaced by any medical research.

He spoke on some regular causes of infertility in men;

low sperm count, infections, fatigue and others. Awe-
struck were we, when we learnt that a “pot belly” can
 DON’T WE ALL?
I was parked in front of the mall wiping off my car. I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to
get out of work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum. From the looks JOIN GROUP
of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There are times when you feel generous but there ‘REAL MEN UNLIMITED’
are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't want to be bothered times.""I
hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought. He didn't. He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but TODAY
he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke. "That's a very
pretty car," he said. He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard keep more
than his face warm. I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car. He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected
CHUCKLES
plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he needs any
help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice. "Do you need any help?" I asked. He an- A little boy found a bible so old
swered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and it was covered in 12 inches of
women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments. I expected nothing but an outstretched
grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me."Don't we all?" he said. I was feeling high and mighty, success- dust. The little boy scooped
ful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun. Don't we away the dust and then slowly
all? I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him opened the ancient bible. As he
not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still
ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter
opened the bible he noticed a
how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can leaf. He quickly ran to his mom
give help. Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. You never know when you may see someone that appears and said, "Look what I found
to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at mom!" The mom asked, "What is
something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see. Maybe the man was just
a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that. Maybe he was sent by a power that is it"? "I think it's Adams under-
great and wise, to minister to a soul too comfortable in themselves. wear", replied the boy.
Maybe God looked down, called an Angel, dressed him like a bum, then said, "go minister to that man cleaning the
car, that man needs help."
Don't we all?

A BOX OF KISSES
The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of
gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a
box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy." He was embar-
rassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found the box was empty.
He yelled at her, "Don't you know that when you give someone a present, there's supposed to be something inside it?"
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Daddy, it is not empty. I blew kisses into the box. All for
you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
It is told that the man kept that gold box by his bed for years and whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imagi-
nary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us as humans have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses from
our children, friends, family and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

WISDOM BITE
Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered with failure,
than to take rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy much nor suffer much because they live
in the gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat. - THEODORE ROOSEVELT