And so, I was on the ‘phone with my brother-in-law who asked me, “how was your trip to Lagos”? Lagos? “I am not in Lagos nor did I travel to Lagos”, I replied him. Where did he get that impression from? He said my Facebook status showed I checked into Lagos. I was surprised. So I went to check. It was a bit tortuous for me but I navigated. I was shocked at what I saw. I was in various places in Lagos, including Ikorodu, according to the phenomenally mysterious technology of Facebook. My past travelogue even showed I had been in Makurdi, Benue State, a place I have never visited in my life. Alakoba!I wanted to change it but I was stuck, so I called my smart, IT-savvy Kunle to bail me out. I tried to figure it out but my attention span for tech things is very scant. Not sure if I got it right. Not sure if I care either.But it set me thinking. Life has a way of arm-twisting man, brow-beating him into a berth for which he never bargained. It hurls at us pebbles that we cannot dodge, just the same way Facebook foisted on me an itinerary that I never owned. Meaning, you must resist those negative intrusions into your space with a force equal to, if not more, than the velocity with which they came.The antidote is to live intentionally. A new year is here, and it shouldn’t be business as usual. If a man is not busy pursuing his God-given assignment, he will be kept busy with a mission that is a nuisance and a bastard to his destiny.

#LivingIntentionally

‘Femi Adekunle