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Sunday Adelaja

Sunday Adelaja is a prominent pastor known for his unique leadership style and influence. Born on May 28, 1967, he has a wide following in the Christian community, particularly in Africa and globally. more

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“Driving down deserted early morning roads. Round and round. Round downtown. Through naked streets. Lips pursed on two litre bottles of beer, but pursuing the lips of freedom's night. Swapping cars. Winding up at karaoke bars or Bolsi- the best place in town. For the food. For the folk. For the service. For the crema de papaya. And for that late night dawn's whiskey coffee.”

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“Lo primero que percibí fue el olor a carroña... No me sentía del todo muerto, pero hubiera deseado estarlo como los demás. Llevé con gran esfuerzo la mano sobre el pecho. Percibí los latidos de la sangre que se esparcía por el cuerpo como arena. El corazón de un muerto no late, pensé en el vértigo ondeante de la pesadilla. Esa arena de sangre seca corriendo por mis venas formaba parte de esa pesadilla que ya no iba a cesar. No era cadáver aún, pero llevaba la muerte en el pecho. Un enorme y ácido tumor me llenaba todo el cuerpo. Ocupaba mi lugar.”

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“There is no time to waste. Every second is precious. Either you have fun with your life and let your descendants suffer, or you chose to take responsibility of what happens to this world, and give your descendants the stable and beautiful environment in which they can grow and flourish.”

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