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October 14, 2010

My Book Reviews

I have been a busy little bee. I decided that my book reviews were cluttering up this blog, especially as I have so many reviews pending. So I figured the reasonable thing to do would be to open a dedicated blog for book reveiws, right? Anyway, that is what I did.

I have a really eclectic taste in books so if you are the kind that is easily offended, please don’t visit 🙂 Seriously.

I do not have too many books up as of yet, but if you would like to plan your holiday reading, feel free to check it here. Oh, and you could follow on Networked blogs too 😉

If you are an Author or a Publisher or Publicist and would like me to review your books, read this page.

Sharon Reviews

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June 11, 2010

A Lover Or A What?

No, I do not mean the kissing type (that is the luh-vah); well, there’s that I guess and it has its advantages. But I am talking more about the state of heart which is usually possessed by the Lover. Fact: Not every one who is in love is a lover.

Lovers are those who find it easy to love and to open up their hearts and emotions to the object (or subject, whichever) or their love. They experience things on a higher emotional level and have a deeper connection with the right side of their brain.

Because of this emotional-ness of the lover, it is often thought, fallaciously, that women are generally lovers. I beg to differ. More and more men are getting in touch with their emotions these days and even those who were emotional in private are finally coming out of the closet. Besides, there are cynical women and those who tend to over-rationalize things.

What is the aim of this rambling? My Spiritual Profile. Yep. Two years ago I did a test on a site to find out what my spiritual profile was. According to the test results, I was a Lover. I blogged about it. So I went back again to see if somehow, maybe through a change in environment or a change in weather perhaps, I might have evolved to say, a Thinker? Nope…still a Lover. Which is OK I suppose, as I love being  one. They describe Lovers as

people who naturally connect with the Holy One through their emotions.They feel deeply that no matter what they do or do not do, they are held safely in the embrace of God’s love. They focus on the generosity, mercy, and compassion of God and believe that even when judgment or justice seems called for, God’s response is one of tenderness. They seek to relate with the Holy One through inner reflection. They tend to be more emotional in their prayer and in reading the signs of God’s presence. If they were to meet God face to face, they would want to open themselves completely to God’s intoxicating love and show their love in return.

All these from 10 questions. And they were right, I am an emotional person. True, I try my best to hide that aspect of myself from others (blame it on conditioning) but it is there. I find it hard to pray without crying…God’s love overwhelms me.

But that is just one aspect of the human character. Because I connect with God emotionally, I used to look at people who didn’t and wonder what was wrong with them. I knew rationally, that there is no right or wrong way of connecting with God but because I come from a family of Lovers (who are so emotional about God) I just naturally assumed that was how it was supposed to be.

However, the test reveals some other profiles such as Companions who they said naturally connect with the Holy One through their relationships with others. Or Thinkers who connect with God through the use of their intellect. Thinkers especially, find it hard to relate to God through emotions and affections. There are other profiles like the Mavericks (I like that one), who are not afraid to stand out. Whether they understand their faith or not, they are ready to act it out and take action regardless of the consequences. There are the Believers and the Seekers too.

The test does not seek to stereotype anyone. We are told to think of the questions as the first mark on a canvas, which traces the edges of our spiritual lives and how we relate to God. We are told that

…this quiz also reminds us that we are all works in progress, that portraits begun in black and white come alive when we add color. We need space to change and grow, and ways to help us fill out our lives and move ever closer to the Holy.

Thus, your responses are not simply conclusions, they are beginning points for new discoveries, brilliant adventures and fruitful growth. In answering these 10 Questions, you can both discern more clearly who you are, and discover new avenues for God’s creative spirit to work within you.

So, are you a lover or what? If you are interested, click here to take the test. Me, I am a Lover – Not a fighter.

January 15, 2010

Getting Back on the Horse

I have not blogged for months and have been trying to find the words with which to resume blogging. It has not been easy, but I guess the only way is to … Just do it! So here I am months later, wading my way through the waters of several eventful months, struggling to find a coherent form of expression.

So many things happened in the past few months I don’t even know where to start from. First of all, I found myself struggling with my faith, questioning several things I had been taught from childhood. It was a really traumatic experience for me and I did not feel that I could keep blogging about faith when I had so little of it myself. But I had to learn to accept that I was not perfect and to love me anyway; to learn to see myself as God sees me, through the eyes of love. I cannot say I am there yet, but then, I am a work in progress.

Then I got married to my sweetheart and the love of my life.  It was not an easy relationship , but there was no denying the love. Well, I got married, moved away from home then moved over to a whole new continent. So there’s a whole lot to blog about and if I do not start now, I might never be able to.

I recently began studying the book of Proverbs and it’s amazing how there’s always a word of wisdom for everyday. I am staying at a ministry Guest House in Kuala Lumpur thanks to some very good friends. Funds are tight and I have been watching my purse. Anyway, we got some new guests last night. This morning I woke up and read a chapter from Proverbs as usual. Then I heard movement from the kitchen and started a mini panic; my supplies! I moaned to myself, I don’t have money to buy more! Then the words from my devotion this morning came to me:

One man gives freely,
yet gains even more;
another withholds unduly,
but comes to poverty.
A generous man will prosper;
he who refreshes others
will himself be refreshed.
Proverbs 11:24-25 (NKJV)

So that came back to me and instantly I felt ashamed of myself. God is the one who provides anyway and if He asks me to share what He has so freely given, who am I to say No?

One other thing, if you are on facebook, we created an event where we are doing Nancy Leigh DeMoss‘ 31 Days of Prayer for Your

30 day prayer challenge

Taking time out to pray even if you have not met 'Mr Right'

Husband with a spin. We broadened it and instead of ‘husband’ we used ‘Man’. So it’s 30 Days of Prayer for Your Man; this is to take in those who are not yet married. Feel free to join us. You can pray anywhere and anytime; it’s just nice to know that there are other women out there praying with you – over 2000 of them!

Now that I’ve placed my fingers on the keyboard (I wanted to say ‘pen to paper’), it will be so much easier especially as I have so much to blog about already. I try to keep a daily journal (the old fashioned kind in a notebook) of my experiences in this new place I’ve found myself. It promises to be an interesting year.

On that note, Happy New Year all!

August 19, 2009

Keeping up with time

I have been travelling for a while; Port Harcourt to Calabar to Obudu back to Port Harcourt and now I’m in Lagos. I have hit new levels of tired in the past two weeks.

Right now I am attending the Nigerian Bar Association’s Annual General Conference as a rapporteur and I think I am working on reserve. I’m wondering what I can do to regain some strength even though I’m working a really tight schedule – 8am to 10pm everyday till Friday?

I would appreciate it if you could say a prayer for me.

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July 6, 2009

Daily Frustrations: Power, Internet & Food

855413_candle_light_6The weekend has been incredibly busy and before that it was a really frustrating week. During the week there was a storm which messed with our power and we had a 3 day long blackout. If you are in any other part of the world while you are reading this, you will probably feel acute sympathy for me. If you are in Nigeria though, you will roll your eyes and wonder ‘what’s new?’

I live in an area of Nigeria that usually has constant power supply. It’s called Plateau State and for the most part, we do not use power provided by the Federal Government owned power supply company. This one is privately owned. I think. Anyway, we have a reasonably steady power supply and outages are treated with due urgency.

Well, I had to live through a 3 day power outage when I had so many things to do – all online of course. That would not have been so bad because like good Nigerians, we light_in_the_darkhave a stand-by generator. But guess what? The internet was also down! Probably in solidarity with the power… But I am here today to tell you that I survived. It has been proved incontrovertibly that I can go three days without the internet – 3 whole days!! (even I can’t believe it!)

Anyway, all that was topped by the crazy weekend I had. We hosted 40 guests at the Retreat Center! 40!! Or we booked down 40 and ended up with 43 adults and 3 children. Some folks were having a retreat. Now, normally I love having people over – and it’s not just because of the money they bring with them (though there’s that too). But we were filled to capacity  – beyond – capacity and catering for them was quite stressful. But I had it under control, I’m good like that (quite shameless, I know).

Then on the last night the strangest thing happened. We served 46 plates of food and included 4 extra plates. We cleaned up, heaved a sigh of relief and my assistant was getting ready to go home for the night when lo and behold, a straggling group of men came at us yelling, arms waving ….OK. So that’s not totally accurate. A single representative came to inform us that the food was not enough. Wait. Did I mention that there were 43 adults and 3 children? And did I also say that we served 50 plates of food? So what was the problem?? Oh, the women ate all the food! And left 15 hungry men?? Oh dear! It was hilarious but not exactly funny because that meant we (my assistant and I) had to go into the kitchen because our cook had closed for the day. sigh.

1145919_people_8What really amazed me was that it seemed like such a role reversal. One would expect the men to eat all the food and leave the women without, but it was the other way around. Go figure. I guess what a man can do (in this case EAT), a woman can do better indeed. Oh well, at least they left me with an amusing anecdote to relate. And I really did love having them around.

June 26, 2009

When Death Comes Knockin


I woke up this morning with a text message from a friend, Michael Jackson was dead. At first I could not believe it. I’m not exactly an MJ fan, but I went through that stage in my teens when I thought he was God’s deputy or something (maybe I would have thought he was God but my mum’s training was too deeply entrenched for that). And so this icon/idol is finally gone. I did not think he would live forever, it’s just that MJ has always been on the periphery of my life. He’s almost like a family member, a distant relative you think of once in a while and maybe haven’t seen in years.

MJ’s death started me thinking: How do I want folks to react when I finally die?

  • if my sweetheart is reading this, I’m sorry. I know you hate thinking of me dieing – but I think about it a lot. This is MJ’s death – excuse me for writing about it today.

I do not want people to be happy that I’ve died – definitely not. But I don’t want them sad and crying either. And I definitely don’t want them to wear black. If I could choose a colour people would wear to my funeral, I’d choose green for a couple of reasons:

  1. Green has increasingly become my favourite colour and
  2. Green represents life. Death is not the end, it is actually a beginning and sometimes, death needs to happen for life to begin.

However, I would not choose a colour for my funeral because that would have the same effect as wearing black. I would like the dress code to be casual-comfortable though.

I would like all those around to treat my life as a gift, a precious gift. If my life was a gift to them, they would not dwell on the fact that I am gone but that I was there at all. I don’t know if I’m making sense. When our dog Jack died, we missed him so much. But even though our eyes might have misted every now and then, thinking of him, we did not go into mourning. That would have been an insult to Jack’s memory. He was full of life and very protective of us (the kids). He was our friend and playmate in a place where children were really scarce. When I think of him, it’s usually with a fond smile on my face. That’s what I want.

Think of me with a fond smile on your face, thanking the Good Lord for a treasure like me. Of course that means I’m going to have to work hard at being a treasure in the lives of those around me.