Has GRACE Finished Also?


The devil was all out for me this week, it was a week of test. I have not had it this hot before, but trust me, I seriously engaged him as well. I wouldn’t allow defeat, to the devil?! Oh no, that would be too costly, so I thought. I managed to counter question and comments he came up with. He gave me close shots that almost threw me off balance, no breathing space but I was stubborn to sure win. 

It was a very tough debate; all these took place in my mind.

What a smart dude, with a nice strategy. He gave me millions of reasons why it was stupid to take such decision I had made; ‘How did you even get to this point, this is not wise at all. Now look at you, your colleagues and former bosses’ advice will be justified, Better don’t go around them yet. Even your parents will not be happy. Now you are financially handicapped, you can’t even sort some basic things again. Oh my God, at least you still had little then & hope that it will be regular. Or you should have just joggled both together. So how would you get through this now?” These are few of the numerous points he confronted me with and I can bet you, I replied every as he raises each. It was hot back-to-back, we were both stubborn but little did I know I was already sustaining some injuries. As the day goes by in he week, he battle went on and on, he was strong still, I was becoming moody and struggling to be my happy self. Could it mean he is getting at me? No way! I pushed harder.

Then a twist came. Decided to change my display picture on Whatsapp to an old picture I took about two years ago, then my boss saw it. Can’t guess what really went on in his mind, but this conversion ensued;

Boss: Chai. Is it eloPhotos that made you loose weight? Cos you fresh in this picture o

Felt like a slap, concretizing the battle I have been fighting at.

And I replied; Awww, No money again, I faked a smile.

Then a blow-like reply came; “But has grace finished also?, Or you were only surviving on money? It is well. You see yourself.”

I just remembered the experience of Jesus in the wilderness when he had his own share with the devil. And he was like; “It is written…It is written…It is written”, then finally said “Get thee behind me Satan”. Wow! I jerked back to life, that’s the word I needed to kick the devil’s ass out. That was my “get thee behind me Satan”. Those words were definitely God’s deliverance for me out of the battle, very right on time and I am so thankful for it.

I must sincerely say here that the major and toughest battle we would fight in life is within, right in our minds, but we must find our “get thee behind me Satan” word after our several “It is written.” That is when you can have aaavictory and peace.

Wow! Week in, week out, learning seems just beginning and grace has not finished yet. I remain Mosope Onanusi.

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A NEW DAWN


It’s a whole new dawn, and like a woman caught in labor pain and gain to bear her child, the year was pregnant with a new week. For me, my training session at Elophotos has begun; the seriousness to be timely, the discipline of study and mastery; my first week at Elophotos, a rebirth and eye opener of some kind.

The journey to be good an artist and of course to be vibrant at the business (and I mean the business) has long started, more like an inner war, a battle of self, a desire to be who I am.

One important question I’ve always asked no one but myself is “what it is really do I want and how far can I go?” Can I stand alone where no one seems to thread (even the close ones)? Do I bury my dreams and wakeup to the reality of general sentiments and norms? Question and quest still lingers strong and deep.

The facts and figures are clear; it’s a journey, not with buses on the roads, but one on purpose and destiny. We are here to fulfill an inner call, a voice whisper to no one but one; a call of duty, a trumpet to war, and a rise to mission. My dream of being a part of Elophotos academy has finally begun. The road is set straight, not without ditches and patches. One thing keeps the track; focus and then discipline, one without; a fall seems inevitable. The Academy offers me the platform, the belief, the profession and the spirit, a challenge to put to work.

The training started out on the Monday morning (11th of July), with understanding the basic photography equipment and gadgets with their classifications. Having the privilege to handle some of the professional body cameras was a delight.

Having shared the summary of his 10 years’ experience, the founder Seun Akisanmi was a delight to listen to…The up and the downs, the good, the bad and the ugly… The lesson for me was to be who I am in spite of what others want; to give the dreams and vision my all in which success is attainable, so also emphasizes was laid on the benefit and the importance of reading.

The week also saw us attending some trainings and meetings outside the regular classes. The Google training was one, it was eye opener, and a pointer to various opportunities that abound and yet untapped. The knowledge provides a space where the industry seems cranked up and everyone focused on some particular areas.

The week also saw us delving into the 360 degree photography, the practice session started out after the teaching class. We made out time to take shots of various sections of the close-by streets and roads. Fear ran through my spine just again, my fear of doing street photography hasn’t elapsed. Hope to be a conqueror of my fears, and enjoy the fun.

Elophotos has chosen to be different; to be innovative and a game changer. The desire to be the best, and turn out the best; best of artist, creators and the art. My name is OLUWATOBI; join me on my journey to photography greatness.

Who Sent Me


The previous week ended with a pregnancy shoot of a client at Ajah. Three interns went to assist/learn on the shoot; two of us were JJC (Johny Just Come), we sure learnt a great deal and had lots of fun, even with the mountain-size food we were served. But Guess what, I got back home 11pm. I prayed silently as I walk down to my house as everywhere was dark and no one was on the street. It was a work day in the week. I looked at myself, overly worn-out, and a saying popped up in my head; “omo wa’se o r’ise” (meaning, You looked for work and found it). I just eyed myself and snapped back immediately; “Ehn, I chose to do this, shikena! and God will help me”. I slept like forever on Saturday, but never enough. Like I’ve accumulated stress over the weeks cos I can sometimes exhibit like a “German Machine” (Chuckles)

And then Sunday came, I suddenly realized that the internship programme proper starts tomorrow Monday and I remember the rules eloPhotos Academy gave me, Jesus! Omo, I have not really rested oh! To resume 7:30, chai! I don enter am. Then I thought of using “eiko” (prank) on my “oga at the top”, Mr. Seun, maybe a miracle could happen and this “7:30am Cup” could pass over me. Although I know him too well, very disciplined, never compromising good standards, but I needed that miracle so bad. So I chatted him;

Me: Hello sir

Is the internship programme starting fully tomorrow? #smiles

Mr. Seun: Yes ma

See you tomorrow morning

Me: 7:30am!

Ok sir

Mr. Seun: Smiles

Can you imagine! He didn’t even give room for compromise (like, “don’t just go there”). Hmmm, na so I pack myself, prepare for the next day, abi who send me? No be me send myself?

The week started with editing pictures from a burial shoot. Apparently, this is the most boring aspect of photography (maybe for starters sha).

But there was a twist for me in the week on Thursday when my former office called me for invigilation of promotional exam of some Lagos state teachers. I was granted permission to go.

It was quiet interesting but tiring experience, you don’t want to hear my ordeal. I saw hypocrisy live, a compromise of the standard laid for students by these same teachers. Gaskia, I give it up to students (like me) that maintain high integrity in exams. For me, I see as belittling myself, I’ve got a name to protect you know. Anyway, what me I know is; exam standard is exam standard, whether students or teachers, for promotion or for certificate. At least some of us are dignified certified professionals in our various fields of practice, so don’t give me the crap that “I am an elderly person…blah blah blah”.

Easter holiday is a good succor to the accumulated stress. One other good thing about Jesus’ death and resurrection, aside Salvation and Victory, is these holidays (#smiles). If he hadn’t, chai! (rollingeyes).