Introduction In Nigeria today, it has become painfully evident that education no longer pays. The irony is loud and clear: a person who has laboured through the grueling academic ladder – first degree, Master’s, and PhD – often finds themselves poorer than someone who sweeps office floors in other African countries. Across Africa and beyond, janitors and cleaners are treated with greater financial dignity than Nigerian scholars. This is not to smear the reputation of the janitors, or ridicule the honest cleaners; rather, it is to highlight the shameful undervaluing of academic excellence in Nigeria. When a PhD holder lives in debt, and a cleaner in South Africa, Kenya, or Ghana lives in dignity, something is tragically wrong with our system. It reveals, in the very depth, the misplacement of priorities in the country, and the endemic corruption that continues to perforate the socio-economic fabric of the Nigerian state. Table 1 and 2 below reveal frighteningly the dispar...
In the theatre of eternity, where time bows before timelessness and angels veil their faces before unspeakable glory, one singular moment tore the fabric of history – a man entered death not as a captive, but as a conqueror. The Descent into the Abyss Death – gaping, ravenous, final. A pit dark and bottomless, where ancient kings sleep and prophets weep. Its gates are iron, its chains forged from the judgment of sin. No soul had ever returned, for “the wages of sin is death” (Romans 6:23), and all had sinned. Every grave was a fortress. Every tomb, a seal. But then came Christ. Not dragged, but driven by love, He stepped into the void. Mocked, marred, pierced, and lifeless, His body was wrapped and laid in the heart of the earth. Yet in the unseen realm, this was no passive submission. This was war. The Silence That Shook the Heavens For three days, creation held its breath. The sun had darkened, the earth had quaked, the veil had torn – but Hel...