It’s Easter Sunday. The day we celebrate the victory of our Lord Jesus over death and grave. Easter is the essence of Christianity. Today, I pray that the power of the risen Christ will bring back to life every good thing that is dead in our lives in the name of Jesus.

FIVE years ago, I’d called on Florence, a very good friend at her Abuja residence after not seeing her for close to three years. We talked constantly on the phone, of course. But when I had to go to Abuja on business, I thought I would save on hotel accommodation by staying with her. She was all for it too, shrieking with excitement when I asked her on the phone. Looking forward to catching up on the snippets of news we’d exchanged over the past years, I enthusiastically settled into the guest room of her tastefully furnished flat. It was quite late and we turned in early. The next days would be more than enough to catch up on our natter, I thought. I had an early morning appointment and was having a quick shower when there was this urgent knock on the door! “Hurry up in there, would you?” Snapped my friend.

It is apparently raining Naira, Dollars and Pounds and now, CBN may be complicit in not utilising trillions of naira in foreign exchange earmarked for trade. The writing is on the wall. We are a nation of light fingered hoodlums and scoundrels.

Early on at the dawn of creation, God proclaimed a widely misunderstood truth: “It is not good that man should be alone.” (Genesis 2:18). Because the upshot of this observation was the separation of woman from man by the creation of Eve and the institution of marriage, many jump to the conclusion that marriage is the answer to man’s aloneness. However, even in marriage, man remains alone.

It really goes far to say why Nigeria has not progressed much as a country