Nowhere in Scripture does it say there were three wise men who visited baby Jesus. The Bible only records that wise men (Magi) came from the East and that they brought three gifts…gold, frankincense and myrrh.
Three gifts do not equal three visitors. That conclusion is an assumption, not a biblical fact.
So where did the idea of “three wise men” come from? It came from tradition, church art and later storytelling not from the text of Scripture itself.
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Last weekend, while driving to Epe, I came across a road accident that had just happened. According to eyewitnesses, the driver lost control after a tyre burst. Within seconds, the car swerved, somersaulted, and landed upside down, trapping the passengers inside.
People nearby didn’t hesitate. Strangers rushed in immediately. With bare hands and urgency, they flipped the vehicle and helped the passengers out. Thankfully, there were no fatalities, but the injuries were obvious. Pain was written all over their faces. The front-seat passenger had a deep cut, blood running down his face.
When I arrived, one question came to mind: has anyone called an ambulance?
I asked.
One man, busy taking photos, replied sarcastically, “Ambulance ke? That kind thing dey work for this country?”
That statement said a lot. It wasn’t just sarcasm; it was deep mistrust—years of disappointment and silence born from systems that have failed people repeatedly. And honestly, I don’t blame him. When institutions fail consistently, hope becomes a luxury. Our national orientation has not done enough to rebuild trust or remind citizens of what actually works.
I walked back to my car, brought out my phone, and dialed 112, the Lagos State emergency number.
The lady on the other end was calm and professional. She asked about the accident, the location, the number of victims, and my details. I provided everything. Before ending the call, she said words that mattered: “Help is on the way.”
I returned to the scene and informed the injured passengers. Despite the pain, I saw relief on their faces. Hope.
In my mind, I estimated 20 to 30 minutes.
But something unexpected happened.
In less than five minutes, the emergency response team arrived.
Sirens. Professionals. Speed. Efficiency.
Even me—an optimist—I was shocked. I didn’t even realize when I shouted, “Ah! Eko o ni baje o!”
In that moment, one thing was clear: Lagos is making progress. It may not be perfect, and there is still a lot to fix. I criticize this city constructively on my platform because I care.
But when something works, when lives are saved, when systems respond, we must also be honest enough to acknowledge it.
Eko o ni baje lai lai.
I’m at an introduction ceremony of a friend. The groom is a Muslim, the bride is a Christian.
Bride’s father is a pastor, he said he accepted the union bcos the groom’s parents are Muslim and Christian.
Bride’s father’s friend is a pastor too, he said he would’ve grumbled but he has three Imams in his family.
I honestly thought the discussion was going to be weird but the bride’s father said, “As long as there is no compulsion for his daughter to become a Muslim, however, if someday she feels convinced to join Islam, he doesn’t have a problem with it.”
Make dem serve food sha, I’m ready to eat. 😊
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