After a satisfying meal, great minds sit down, rub their bellies and philosophize. Let's call my mind great for the purpose of this discourse. You may take it for granted that I just pushed some heavy stuff below my belt.
I take the day in retrospect and I readily remember Kayode my poultry farmer friend. He came to my office today and wasted no time in voicing out his desire to breed broilers in my air-conditioned office. He claims the broilers would be so fat their legs would break. He reported that Zartec Agric just built a poultry farm housing 25,000 birds. The whole joint is electronically controlled temperature- wise. They can fix just the right environment for the birds. I bet you know it's not because of the love they have for the feathered creatures- all the care is for the birds' slaughter value.
Now to my after-dinner postulate: Any environment, system or individual that attempts to create an environment that totally insulates you from the everyday challenges of life; any system that refrigerates you when it's warm and heats you up when it's cold; anybody that tells you just what you want to hear when you want to hear it and how you want to hear it is fattening you up for the slaughter house. Be it a job, church or any other relationship. Beware.
I remember I'm yet to rinse my throat with water after the inspiring meal. Now I understand the dilemma of the biblical Isaac when he had to bless someone immediately after a sumpteous meal. He was too willing. So am I- Willing. I bless you all in the name of the Lord.