I see it all from a Great Height!!

I came off a swing, an object that rocks you from one place to another neither taking you anywhere but gave you something to do. Something to occupy your mind, your focus, your purpose, but lacking any form of progress. And there I was, invited to take that bold step. Reluctantly as I did getting off the swing, I was invited on a small journey, a journey that was to be “this life of mine”.

I was told to look down, and there it was; in a distance the entire oceans of the world with its demarcations that showed that even the world’s oceans can be seen in its entirety. And almost immediately, I was asked what it was I see before me. A little confused, perplexed, I have always known this image was impossible to see unless I was a Hubble telescope, and even then, to see it, I would first of all see the round shape of the world, and thus I remained silent.

I was asked again to look up, but how could it be? I see the sky, yet so far into the distance, as if I were looking from the ground, the sky all lit up as it would during the night, with all its twinkling stars. How I marveled at such a sight. Incredible as it was, unbelievable as I thought. Still more confused, I continued in my silent manner.

I was told to look at where I was standing, and as I looked at my feet, I could see a pebble, grayish in colour and oval in shape. And as I stooped low to pick it up, I realized I was standing on a gauze, a metal wire mesh of some sort with openings, from which I could see what was below me. In the deep was the world in its entirety, but not round. I became immediately afraid, hoping not to step too hard so the metal gauze does not give way.

Then I was shown a higher ground that still needed to be explored. I have already been elevated, but there were still mountains still to be explored. And I wondered surely I’ve done enough.

For some of us, where we are today have been made up of bold little steps, which has added up to this huge height. But how we got there, has always remained alien to us. For many of us, we have attained such heights so early in life, and the struggles to get there have all been forgotten. Still, for some of us where we are, is still of little significance to us, because we see the journey before us, and have all but forgotten how far it took us to get to where we are today.

But if only we can first look at how far we have journeyed, it would be of little value, the distance yet to be covered, or perhaps the mountains yet to be conquered. And regardless of where we are, the heights we have attained, until that final call, there still remains other mountains yet to overcome.

I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will counsel you and watch over you- (Psalm 32:8). Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know – (Jeremiah 33:3)

Naturally, a misunderstanding on how to charter your path will only lead to a longer and more painful route. But a clearer vision will make the journey worth the time.

Thank you Lord for Your guidance, and Your word, for indeed they are a lamp to my feet. Has it all been a waste of time? A resounding No!! I may have missed the turning at many cross roads, but I still have much more to cover. And for the first time in a long time, seeing how far I have come, I am more than convinced I will make it all the way.

The Plan of my Choice

I eagerly looked forward to the meeting Pa K had arranged with me. After church this Sunday, I have something to tell you he said. Could it be concerning the wife issue I spoke to him in confidence about. Surely it can’t be already, for only three months have passed since that day I walked into his office. As I impatiently anticipated this meeting, I drove in into the front parking lot opposite the first church building, confidently parked my car, and strolled effortlessly towards the main building. As I walked in, I looked around in a bid to see if I could locate Pa K, but it seemed that they were having some sort of an event, and maybe it would be better if I looked for him after the service.

As I looked for a nice seating area (not too far from the front rows and must be an aisle seat), my eyes drew to this life form. Yes, without loss of the proper words, I saw her, the yin of my yang; something in me leaped for joy. I wasn’t quite sure what it was, but it did. I then tried looking to the left and right of where I stood, to check if I was indeed in a dream, and that this sight was indeed happening in real life. But alas, I wasn’t in a dream, it was a Sunday morning, and I am at the COD meeting, and there is indeed a lady of exquisite taste and dimension walking towards the middle front two rows to take a seat on the 3^rd seat from the left.

She was introduced as a visitor who would sing a special number. And there it was, I was so moved, she split me in two. My goodness, what a feeling!! I watched her, as she came off the stage, to her seat, and watched her say a silent prayer. Wow, God, what did I do in this life to merit such a woman, to find such a woman, to have such a woman, for such a woman to be made from me and for me? Well, I didn’t care at this point if she was betrothed to a man or not, she was mine by “fire”. As she waved her hands in the air, I watched closely to check if there was that exclusive jewel that was supposed to adorn the 2^nd to the last finger on that all important left hand. But I sighed a sigh of relief, for there was none; except for the big flowery ring on her right middle finger. Surely that cannot pass for an engagement ring I wondered? But I kept staring at her all through the service and prayed hard that she would be mine. All mine.

The audience laughs!!

It’s not funny I interjected. I really suffered!!

Yes where was I? Good afternoon Pa K, good afternoon, brother T, I am so sorry I couldn’t see you before the meeting started, but I can see you now. Oh how excited I was, as I stepped into his office, and couldn’t wait for him to start the conversation on my invitation to the meeting, a glorious day, a day I met, and get to meet my wife.

So how have you been? Pa K, asked. I’m good sir. These past few months have been awesome, and God has continued to be so faithful in my life. Good Pa K responded; and continued saying, there is a lady I would like you to meet. She’s 29 and a… I interrupted. Sir, there is no need. I have found her. That woman I have waited my entire 33yrs for. The bone of my bone and the flesh of my flesh. The woman that completes me, and by God, I hope and pray to complete.

Really, Pa K said, I wasn’t sure if this was a good really or a bad one; but anyways it’s not important now.

So tell me about this young lady Pa K continued. Well you will not believe it but she is the lady that sang the special number, the invited minister. I could see Pa K, let out a little smile. But I continued anyways, she is PERFECT!!

That is good Pa K said, but you will need to go now and pray seriously about it, after which I would like you to meet the lady I was trying to suggest first, before the next step.

I shook his hands profusely, and thanked him for his time. And as I left I couldn’t help but feel like I was being cheated. What in the world is wrong with Pa K, I thought to myself, I said I have found the yin of my yang, and instead of you saying after the time with the Lord, come back and I’ll introduce you to her, you are telling me of this other lady. I couldn’t help but feel like Jacob did. I said I don’t want Leah (is it by force!!). It is Rachel that I want. This Perfect lady does not look a day over 24yrs, and her face radiates as if she was the sun. Such youthful elegance and my goodness what a walk!! Did you see the way she carried herself, personifying the daughter of the King of glory? And Pa K wants me to manage that 29 yrs old lady. It can never never happen.

The audience laughs again!!

I really didn’t find it funny at the time… I tried to say to them

So where was I again? Two days went by and no word from Pa K. Then 5 days, fourteen days, still nothing. I decided to do like Jacob did, and go to God with this in prayers. Every obstacle standing in the way of my breakthrough (even if it’s Pa K), be removed in Jesus Name Amen. Four weeks went by, still no word. I decided to fast and pray, and not stop until the story on my lady changed. Twenty weeks later, on a Saturday evening, I got a call from Pa K. Before that call came in, I felt a word telling me whatever he says do it. So when Pa K called and asked me, brother T, if I was now ready to meet the lady he talked about I agreed immediately.

I had lost some weight (ten Kilos) to be specific, and I could see my best suit didn’t look so dapper on me anymore. I realized I hadn’t cut my hair in a long while, and took to the shaver to clean myself up. It had been a tumultuous twenty weeks, but did I deserve it?

As I parked my car yet again on the same spot which I did twenty weeks previous, walking towards the main building, guess who it was that I saw coming out to greet me, none other than Pa K. He greeted me, smiled, and comforted me with the words it is well. He said to me, brother T, are you now ready to meet the lady I once tried to speak to you about, after which you can then take the next step? I didn’t need to think twice, I shook my head, and urged him to show me the way. He took me towards his office and as he opened the door, he said, I would like you to meet…. and there she was, I felt the same sensation I did the first time I saw her, and had to beat back the tears, for I felt Pa K had had mercy on me and introduced me to Rachel instead of Leah.

After shaking her hands I quickly asked if I could be excused making out I left something in the car. I ran towards the gents and wept copiously. It was finally happening, and I was finally getting her, yes the yin of my yang. As I walked back towards Pa K’s office, I met him on the way going towards the main building, and asked him, you changed your mind concerning the lady in question? He smiled and said they were always one and the same woman.

Does this remind you of a certain syndrome we as children have in dealing with God our Father?

He knew what I wanted and needed, but because I felt that what I needed was better than what He planned for me I had to suffer the consequences of my actions. If I had just cooperated with Him, I would have found out that what He planned for me was exactly what I wanted. That what I longed for was exactly what He had in mind for me.

Did I have to go through what I did these past twenty weeks? Did I deserve it all? Oh how pointless and needless it was, if only I had decided to pay a little more attention to what Pa K had to say that day, instead of interrupting him with my own ideas. Look at me; I have become a shadow of a man I used to be and for what?

We are also reminded of the example of the children of Israel. When the Lord told His friend Abraham how his descendants will be strangers in a foreign land for 400 years after which He will deliver them and take them to the Land He promised Him (Genesis 15:13; 16). And even though it happened exactly as the Lord told His friend Abraham; when it was time for them to take possession of the Land his descendants the Israelites did not believe that it was possible for God to give them such a land since it seemed like a land that devoured its inhabitants (Numbers 13:32-33; Deut. 1:26-32).

How long must we continue to treat the Lord God with contempt with our unbelief? For how long will we continue to laugh at his face and scoff at Him, citing, that because He has yet to answer that particular prayer, He is no longer a good God. For how long will we refuse to Trust Him wholly? For how long will we measure His goodness with what is seen, what is immaterial, with what will only fade away, instead of the unseen surpassing glory that He is putting together for us. [2 Corinthians 4:16-18: Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal].

The word of God also reminds us that we perish for lack of Knowledge (Hosea 4:6). And until we fully grasp or understand the goodness and greatness of our God, we will continue to perish. We are also told that only them that know their God will be strong and do great exploits (Daniel 11:32b). That you can only ever become victorious in life when and only when you truly understand and TRUST the God that you profess to believe in; and know without a shadow of a doubt that He really is a good and wonderful God; that He means what He says, and that His words are truly true for you.

Instead of possessing the land, the Israelites wondered in the desert for another 38years from the time they were about to take possession of it (Deut. 2:14). A needless and pointless wait, all because they didn’t think His Idea of a good land was the same as their idea of a good land. Had they believed, the generation that didn’t believe would not have wasted away in the desert, and for so long.

But thank God for second chances. Thank God for the Lord Jesus. Thank God for His mercy. Thank God for God. Thank God for insights. Thank God for revelations, but most of all thank God for Understanding. I will be a fool to think my plan could ever be better than the plans of the master planner that is my God. I have believed, and therefore I have spoken it.

Anon. the great built this

It has been cold in these nether regions for sometime now. But you wouldn’t think so looking out from the inside of my apartment. I did wonder if I should venture out, and brace the cold. But then again, I thought to myself, I must think it over a hot cup of tea. As I sat on my chair made from solid oak, set in front of my fire place, I became immediately convinced that it was better to go outside than to stay indoors and see what the day had to offer. And as I stood up taking one final look out of the window before making that all important decision, I needed no more persuasions as I watched the sun reflect off the leaves of the oak tree standing opposite my front window. For the tree had yet to completely shed off its leaves. Hurray I said to myself, I will go out and take a walk along the deserted streets.

I was wrapped up warm, in all my essentials, no point getting caught out in the cold; I wandered down the via madoninna, and made a left down the church alley way, up the via don tommaso, and immediately a bus came by. I hopped on the bus and after the tenth stop I made my exit. All excited as I was I looked up, and there it was a magnificent building. It was situated at the end of the square, and on each side of it were buildings which dated back to the thirteenth century, with murals (or fresco) all painted all over it. As I marveled at these sights, I couldn’t help but say to myself, my goodness great men have indeed walked through these paths. But who were they? As I continued to walk through the square, past the piazza duomo, and right towards the great cathedrals, I saw a statue of a waterfall, with all the embellishment that came with such a monument. But who built this I said to myself? Who was he?

I went into the information center to gather some information on the sights I had just beheld, and there it was, the names of the minds that conceived these great artistries. Some as old as 800 years, but who were they? As I tried to navigate my way through the streets, and the artistries conceived by such great minds, I couldn’t help but wonder; if these men were able to leave such a legacy here on earth, what became of them in heaven? I hear and see their names. Men of unrivaled minds, yet, what did heaven have to say about them? Indeed what did heaven have to say about them?

Was their entire life’s efforts in vain? Was it worth being the most famous artist, painter, architect, builder, stone mason in the entire world, and yet be recorded as an anonymous in heaven? Ecclesiastes 2:17-18: “So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. All of it is meaningless, a chasing after the wind. I hated all the things I had toiled for under the sun, because I must leave them to the one who comes after me”.

I soon forgot the cold and the whispering wind that tried to deny me of my much coveted scarf which kept the cold from reducing the temperature around the base of my head. And as the night drew near, I pondered upon my life, and wondered would heaven record me as anon?

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Would heaven record you as anon, or as someone who left behind a Godly Legacy?

Don’t even try to say that because you’ve messed up so many times disqualifies you from being noticed by heaven. Does anyone remember John Mark (the author of the gospel of Mark [John was his Jewish name and Mark was his Roman name])? You see we first hear of him early in the book of Acts; Paul and Barnabas had been sent off on a missionary work and they had John Mark as their helper (Acts 13:5), but in the middle of the journey he had left them (Acts 13:13), and we were told he had bolted, deserted them in Perga Pamphylia, a dangerous area, a known hang outs for thieves and robbers (sure he had good reasons, he probably didn’t want to die yet J). When it was time for Paul and Barnabas to be sent off for another journey, he (John Mark) wanted to go with them, and Paul said NO (Acts 15:38). Paul and Barnabas had a sharp disagreement over this issue; and Barnabas went on his own journey taking Mark, whilst Paul took Silas and goes on another journey (Acts 15:38-40). But see what happens in Philemon: 24, many years had passed and here was Paul calling this same man a “fellow worker”. What happened? In 1 Pet. 5:13, Peter ends his greeting by calling Mark “my son” [don’t even get me started on Peter and the way he denied Jesus three times, his home buddy whom had taught him everything he knew, his friend and master – he too could have had reasons to see him self not good enough to be noticed by heaven – But we all know what became of him]. It was Peter who influenced Mark in writing his gospel and later Luke and Matthew both looked to Mark to get information for their gospels as well. And by the end of Paul’s life, he says of Mark in 2Tim. 4:11: “Get Mark and bring him with you, for he is helpful to me in my ministry”. Wow, isn’t that something. This same man he had quarreled with Barnabas over. Isn’t that a legacy to show what God does with failures, Giver uppers and quitters. There is still hope for you yet. I was tempted, I was tried and often failing, but You Lord, You are my strength and my victory!!

Eternity will run for ever my dear friends, and can never be compared to all the years on this earth. And therefore whatever you run after here on earth will undoubtedly one day be destroyed, but be sure that your godly legacy built in heaven, will never be destroyed. For indeed our Salvation, Jesus our Lord and Saviour, Master builder, famous Physician; our walk with Him is by far the greatest legacy we can ever leave behind - So that being justified by his grace we might become heirs according to the hope of eternal life – Titus 3:7.

And how are we sure of this? Ephesians 1:11-14 “In him we were also chosen, having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will, in order that we, who were the first to hope in Christ, might be for the praise of his glory. And you also were included in Christ when you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation. Having believed, you were marked in him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit, who is a deposit guaranteeing our inheritance until the redemption of those who are God's possession—to the praise of his glory”

So what if I am the most sought after scientist in the entire world, and heaven doesn’t notice me? God forbid!! you can keep it. No thanks J. The only one that matters is the one that God recognizes. Ecclesiastes 2:26 - To the man who pleases him, God gives wisdom, knowledge and happiness, but to the sinner he gives the task of gathering and storing up wealth to hand it over to the one who pleases God. This too is meaningless, a chasing after the wind.

So dear friends, what would heaven record you as? The choice is left to you.

I see Men as Solid Trees

Nnedinanma, walked briskly as if she were in a hurry, could it be an emergency of some sorts. She raced quickly to the other section of the house as she tried to make sure “Papa” was awake. He’s fine, in fine mood, and cheery too. Not so for Nkemdi. Since the rising of the sun he had been awake, meticulously trying to balance his accounts. But it was still not adding up. His outgoing was more than the incoming by a factor of two. And he was not due for a pay rise for the next fifteen months. How can we survive as a family for the next fifteen months especially since the school fees, mortgage and other expenses are mandatory – which explains the outgoing deficit! He could not see anyway out, and refused to borrow anymore. Exhausted with these thoughts, he slowly crept back into bed and continued to wonder what would become of his family.

Good morning dearest, you are awake said Nnedinanma, what would you have me make you for breakfast, your favourite? Nkemdi a little sullen replied, I’m not very hungry munchkins, don’t worry, I will be ready in a giffy to take the kids to school. Are they ready? I think so replied Nnedinanma, I’ll go check. It had barely gone past the hour when Nkemdi moved the car onto the drive way and the kids all jumped in and off they went.

Today, I telephoned my friend Nnedinanma, of ten years to see how she was, and how family life was treating her. Since it’s my day off I wanted to drop in on her before carrying on with my home chores. As I stopped by her house, I found her relaxing on a two by two settee, whilst watching desperate housewives. Her house was in an immaculate order, especially when children were supposed to live in the house, and it’s only 10am.

Dina I exclaimed, even the house cleaner I pay good money, is not able to have my house in such order and you are no better than I, spill! She replied saying, I have an aunt that has been living with me for the last seven months, who can not stand the sight of dust, and she has been helping with the kids, Papa, and even all the house chores. Cooking too? I asked, hmmm she replied, her food tastes better than mine. Then I said to her, what then do you do? Dina replied, I am a housewife, so the house is my domain. Dina I replied, for the last seven months you have been doing nothing since your aunt came, wouldn’t you consider getting a Job, especially when I know I will hire you in a matter of seconds. You’ve always been the best statistician I have ever had the pleasure to work with, and I wouldn’t mind having you in my group. She replied saying, it is the role of my Husband to provide for my family and for me to be provided for. I asked her, so how long will your aunt be staying? She replied saying, since she’s Papa’s only sister, she wants to be around to make sure Papa is taken good care of. But Papa now lives with you I interrupted. Exactly, she said. So you mean, yes, indefinitely.

I spent the next couple of hours talking and laughing with my good friend Dinanma, and didn’t realize how time flew. It was now 3.30pm and Nkemdi drove in with the kids, greeted us, and continued on his way back to work. I looked at her again and said to her do you really mean to tell me Nkemdi brings the kids back too? The house is my domain she replied. On realizing how late it had gotten, I decided to take my leave and promised to visit her again before the year runs out. But I couldn’t help but ask her one more question. So if you are in charge of the home, what happens to the financial responsibilities? She replied, Nkemdi is the provider, and he is in charge of making everything balance.

On leaving the house I couldn’t help but wonder on the role we as wives have to play in helping our husbands, and if Dinanma was fair in her attitude towards the distribution of roles.

In the story, we see a family in a temporary financial mess (which if not dispelled could lead to even greater problems). And all it needs is a “fifteen months bridge” to help get them out of the small mess. Currently Dinanma is free and wouldn’t find it difficult to find a job, but is not interested because of the way she views her husband’s responsibilities. He is not complaining, he just needs some help until he is able to sort out the mess. After all if aunt wasn’t around, Dinanma would still have been busy with her chores. But that is not the issue. If he had told her of the current status, would she want to help, since she is of the view that it is “his responsibility to provide for her” By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established; through knowledge its rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures – Proverbs 24:3-4; The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down – Proverbs 14:1; Genesis 2:20b, But for Adam no suitable helper was found.

How suitable is she to the needs of her husband and to her family. How flexible is she, and is she willing to compromise? What sort of help does that make her? What is your perception of the role of your husband, and is he therefore responsible for falling short in difficult times.

What Lies Underneath

It’s the first time this week the burrow seemed clear. A fine day I’m sure filled with so much possibilities, said Mr. Mouse, as he tried to take a peek out of his hole onto the distance. He needed no further convincing, and decided the time to step out and go yonder was now, and the day no longer to be wasted was today. As he struggled to walk on the snow covered undergrowth, deep inside the forest on a mountain peak, he couldn’t help but wonder if it may have been too soon to wonder out, for it had all of a sudden turned too cold, and his fur no longer as strong as it used to be against the wind. As he moved along, a van came alongside, swerving from one side of the path to the other albeit slowly in front of him. He observed, the two wheels on the left was completely eroded, and the two on the right had been replaced with the smaller emergency proxy – “I’m sure you’re only ever supposed to have one of these he thought”. The body covered in sooth, and out of the exhaust came black smoke. Immediately Mr. Mouse gave a hot chase, even he knew that he could outrun this van, for he thought to himself any moment now this van is heading for a disaster. As he came close to the driver’s side, he called out to the driver. The driver saw him acknowledged him, and made an attempt to stop the van. He had pressed on his breaks, which was unresponsive, but technically wasn’t needed; and he watched it roll to halt. They exchanged greeting, after which Mr. Mouse went on to ask him - “are you aware that your van is in a really bad way”? The driver replied, “I didn’t think it was that obvious”. Mr. Mouse continued, “I can be of help”.

The driver moved with the concern of Mr. Mouse, decided to oblige him. He set down his cargo, and they both started to work on the van. As they took the body parts off, they found that the base that should have acted as a shield had eroded away, and the main wafer type content insulator had been half eaten. “No, this will not do” exclaimed Mr. Mouse, “this will not do at all”.

The driver suggested an alternative, but it just was not enough. No no, Mr. Mouse insisted, it must be new. No, no, it must be clean. “I know a place” said Mr. Mouse. You need a complete rectangular base that is made of steel with winged edges - this will prevent any thing from penetrating in. I know too where to get four brand new wheels and a warm spring where we can get fresh water to wash out the dirt from the van including the cargo. This way whatever is left of the soft wafer part of the van could be protected from any further damage”. The driver excited at this followed Mr. Mouse and did as he suggested. His cargo washed of its dirt, was returned to him of greater worth than when he started; for it had become so clean and sparkled so.

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We awaken in the morning wearied and burdened so, but thinks as long as we stay away from people and hide our emotions, no one needs to know what is going on underneath. We think that because it is hidden deep within, it won’t affect the exterior part of us. *erm* wrong!! If everything is not ok, then it really isn’t ok and it’s time for us to find out how we can improve our lives.

We need to first admit to ourselves that we are broken. The outer appearance of the van was in a bad way, because the base had rotted with the worries of life and penetrated the heart. And we know the heart is vital for the maintance of the body. For many of us, our heart is almost on its last lap, and at any moment about to go belly up. But that’s because our shield that should be acting as our protection is not as strong as it should be. We have not bothered to build on it, and to make sure that nothing comes any where near it. And for those of us who have not tried Jesus, I beseech you to try HIM, and see if He is not more than able to shield you in times of trouble. There used to be a time when I battled with my emotion as I saw myself unworthy and therefore not fit to be forgiven or to be called His child. But instead of remaining in my sorry state, I kept being reminded that He has forgiven me all of my sins, and I have been immersed and washed in His blood. I believe that in itself is more than enough when life’s burden or worries tries to bring us to the point when it seems all hope is gone.

We have to be prepared to be open to take suggestions. The driver would have thought, *erm* what does this horrible looking stench living, not fit to be spoken to Mouse have to tell me, and would have missed an opportunity that would have brought a much needed change in his life. The bible tells us that it is a wicked man who puts up a bold front, but an upright man gives thought to his ways (Prov. 21:29). If in need and help is offered accept it. It also says in Prov. 20:18; 24:6 (Make plans by seeking advice…. for victory many advisers). Isaiah 9:6; Prov. 12:16; 9:9; 1:8 - listen to good advice.

I also find talking about the things that are eaten away in my heart brings me a much needed relief. So again we need to find a spirit filled person to encourage us along our life’s journey. Especially one who is accustomed to your way. For example, I have two prayer partners, my mum and my girl friend. Both of which are spirit filled and always ready with the word from the bible to encourage me. I also have my pastors and network of Christian friends who I know are on their knees day and night praying on my behalf. If you don’t have one or have yet to find one, I am more than happy to be of help. But know this that the Lord God Loves you and whatever you are going through is not just for you alone, but to be an encouragement to the people He is sending you to.

Be prepared to cast your load upon the waters. Like me for example when I want something so badly you’ll know cause am all up in your face and everything, and I find that when I try to force it to be mine, *erm* it just breaks apart. So I’ve learnt to just let it go and let God. If this thing is meant for me, it will come back to me better than I started out with. It’s like saying Lord I want YOU to give me this, not me forcing it to be mine. Like the denim jeans example, if you force yourself into it, it will rip to bits, but when you finally fit into it, you’ll won’t know how it all happened (I am speaking from experience, I fit into them all now :)).

So don’t suffer in silence, and you are not an island. Wherever you hide yourself God is more than able to find you and send help to you. He loves you too too much, this time is only the refinery stage, and you’ll see the end result sooner than you think. You are just Fabulous.

Dedicated to U

Did you ever think you would ever get this “blessed”? It’s been a long road to get to this point. During the journey, there was never a time I really believed I would see this day. I had all but given up, because even the light at the end of the tunnel, appeared too many a times as a mirage. And for so long, I had all but decided to walk in the darkness and forget that a day like this will ever come to pass. Then one day, just one day a change came. My change came. Our change came. Just like it did in the time of Joseph, how a prisoner, a foreigner, went from the prison gates to become ruler in the nation of Egypt, a country not his own; all in a space of day (Genesis 41:1-57). Such miracles still happen even now, and it did happen to us.

Today I watched my baby brother graduate from the School of Medicine. Today, I watched him sigh a sigh of relief. It finally happened didn’t it? Oh Yes it did. Today I continue to be amazed, and continue to be reminded that the difficult roads will not always remain the same. Because all it takes is one day. Just one day. Your change will come. My change will come. And I will continue to wait until my change comes.

Wonderful is your Name!!

All of my Life, I have never Known God to fail. That is indeed a FACT and the TRUTH. From the time I was very young and up until now, I have never known God to fail. I am here, alive, healthy and well aren’t I? The Joy of the Lord that supersedes all things is with me. And my cup continues to run over. He is faithful and more than anything His love is so unconditional. Wow, this awesome God how else can I describe you but to say How wonderful is your Name!!

Sometimes it is good to just praise and glorify Him irrespective of what He has done or not yet done for you. Because the knowledge that He is, is enough to deserve all our praise and thanksgiving. Sometimes it is good to tell God, how magnificent and good He is. His ability to be magnificent is not dependent on the number of prayers He has answered, but simply because He is.

I am in the office and just feel like breaking out into a dance. DEAR GOD!! You are indeed the Living God. How excellent is Your Name. DEAR God!! You are JUST too much. Words leave me but I have to tell you this Lord. I really enjoy just being with you and just writing Love letters to you. Because truly Lord I love you (please try and forget those times I shout at you lol - I don’t mean it sometimes, just that.. well Lord You understand lol). I have fallen short of my walk, and messed up Lord on countless times, yet Lord You have continued to be so wonderfully faithful to me.

Thank you Lord for ALL you’ve done for me… You are indeed the Lover of my soul. You are indeed beautiful beyond descriptions; you are the only one I adore. The world will disappoint me, But You God, You are closer than a brother. You dig and stay put. God You just don’t joke with me… wow Lord, who am I that You love me like “shegge”!! What shall I ever render unto You my wonderful Lord? You own the whole world, including all the cattle on a thousand Hills. But Lord since you Love Obedience over sacrifice, I choose to declare to the whole world today, that I choose to obey the word of the Lord in all facets of my life.

Dearest Lord, always nudge me when I go astray so that I don’t wonder too far away from Your wonderful embrace. Your Grace is more than enough for me. Thank you Lord for being all that to me.