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Most Times a Church Boy is not Enough — December 2, 2015

Most Times a Church Boy is not Enough

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Happy new month amigos! 🎊🎊🎊 May this month be your month of fulfillment, accomplishment and rest in Jesus name.
I am sooo sorry I have been inconsistent….law school +  poor service isn’t a very blog friendly combo.:'( Law school…chai! Its been one month and I already have loads of stories to tell lol….learnt too…still learning and I can’t wait to share my school series “COMPROMISE” with you.

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I saw a Facebook note I made about 5years back about my ideal man. “God fearing” was like number 5. That wasn’t even the my main concern…I wrote things like he must have abs, must be tall, must have money…at least enough to get by and take care of me and whatever comes out of our relationship. I wrote things like he must be witty, influential, funny, he must sing or play an instrument. Mo sha ko oshi jo (I sha, jumbled up nonsense together). I deleted the note sharply. What was wrong with me then? Why so vain?:oops:
Well, I matured…people really do change and I changed.
Top on my list now though is that the guy must be a Church Boy. One thing wrong with the phrase “Church Boy” is that activities in the church doesn’t mean relationship with God. The guy must be a “Jesus Boy”…that is more like it.

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Is wanting other things asides a the guy being a Jesus boy wrong? No! Just don’t be as vain as I was lol.😆 Focus more on VALUES.

A Jesus Boy is a plus, but what are his values? How does he treat you? What does he believe your role as a woman and wife should be? I once heard of a Jesus Boy who claimed to love this girl but could only say it. There were no regular calls or texts or anything at all to show that he actually did love her. He was like a robot…emotionless! And the girl on the other hand was a “bowl of fruit”, “mushy” and all. This only led to frustration on her part.

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I also heard of this Jesus Boy who actually loved his woman and showed it. The guy however insisted that he eats freshly cooked food every blessed day as that was how he was brought up.

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The girl on the other hand, grew up eating freshly cooked food maybe twice in a week…food was cooked in large quantity and refrigerated.
This also applies to the guys…Do you believe your woman should leave the sitting room when your friends come in? Do you believe she shouldn’t talk to her old male friends anymore? Do you believe your woman has to be a fulltime house wife?
Whatever your values are…it is no crime to have them. Just don’t burden your partner with them. Be thoughtful and compromise.
Personally…a Jesus Boy is not enough oh! I don’t want a robot for a husband or a slave driver. I get irritated by guys that don’t have drive or a plan for the future. It is one thing to have a plan, it is another thing to pursue it. I met this guy one time that had no clue what he wanted to do with his life after youth service…anything I suggested, he waved off. I pursued him far away so he doesn’t infect me with his ogbono spirit. 

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I may not be the sharpest of persons, but you won’t see me drag my feet or respond to a question like I am still asleep. I want a sharp, purpose driven, romantic and thoughtful Jesus Boy. Those other vain things are bonuses. So before you start “bending neck” for the tall, dark “kabashing” youth leader in your church, remember, most times a Church Boy isn’t enough.

Bye bye lovelies💞💞💞💞

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IRREDEEMABLE FINALE — November 21, 2015

IRREDEEMABLE FINALE

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“I see you’re better. You are already running your mouth” Esther teased.
“Ha! Can’t I appreciate God’s creative power being made manifest in the nurses’s body”? Eddie replied.
Eddie came for his routine check. It had been 4 months since the accident and the deep wound on his forehead refused to dry up as quickly as the wounds on his arms. Esther was just grateful he was alive.
After Eddie fully recuperated, he was back on back on his feet doing what he knew how to do best. He had once again resumed his recounting of all his adventures with girls to Esther. To make matters worse, Eddie got a job in a bank working as a Western Union/Funds Transfer teller, so he had access to as many beautiful girls as he wanted…staff and customers included.
Esther couldn’t take it anymore. She evolved from being intrigued, to being irritated and from being irritated to hurting for Eddie as he seemed irredeemable.
Esther didn’t know how to tell Eddie about Jesus. She thought he was going to laugh it off and say it was because nobody was “toasting’’ her again. She decided to pray for him instead.
A year passed and Esther was still interceding…praying earnestly for the salvation of Eddie’s soul. It seemed like nothing had changed. Well….something did change a little. Eddie took her seriously now. He knew she was now “spirikoko” and would rather not hear details of what he does with his girls. That was enough for Esther and she was beginning to lose hope on the slightest possibility that Eddie would change. Little did she know that the change had already begun.

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Eddie had a million questions about this “Christianity thing”. He wanted to know Esther’s views about his sleeping around, backed up with the Bible of course; he wanted to know why church is necessary at all, he wanted to know what would happen to him if he died…was there purgatory or not? Eddie had so many questions…he would stylishly say to Esther: “You are going to church again today abi? Are you sure is not husband you’re hunting for? Must you go? Can’t you pray in your room”?
Esther hadn’t heard from Abiola in weeks and was overjoyed when she received her call. They talked and talked and talked and talked.
“What of that your friend sef”? Abiola asked.
“Which friend?” Esther replied
“Errmm that one you said you were praying for…the one that had an accident?” Abiola snapped
“Ohhhh you mean Eddie!” Esther replied.
“Ehen oh…Eddie. How is he?” Abiola asked.
“Hmmm…he is fine oh. Fine and strong enough to follow anything in skirts” Esther said
“Ha! One would think he would hold God tight after his near death experience in that accident oh” Abiola replied.
“I’m tired oh! Tired of praying…The Bible kukuma says the gospel is foolishness to them that are perishing. The guy can’t be saved….hello hello, Abiola!”

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The call hadd ended. Perhaps Abiola ran out of airtime. The words “the guy can’t be saved” kept resounding in her ears. Why would she talk like that? Was she the one doing the saving? If Paul could be saved, why would salvation be impossible in Eddie’s case?
Two days later, Eddie came to Esther’s house looking really troubled.
“Ahn ahn what’s wrong with this one? You couldn’t even brush your hair…sha sit down” Esther said
“Esther abeg leave hair…I need you to pray for me” Eddie said.
Esther was surprised. Eddie…asking for prayers?
“Hmm…it must be serious. What are we praying about? Esther replied
“I had a dream two nights ago. We were about 10 in a room…it was like an office setting and we had to face a panel…they seemed like they were the executives of the company. And one by one we went in for an appraisal of some sort. Some got good appraisals. The C.E.O. would say, you did very well. You were faithful and diligent in your job and he would personally reward them with a parcel. The parcel would make the person so happy and joyful…The joy had to be supernatural. The C.E.O. told one of them he was dishonest and had no truth in him and he was lead through the back door by some huge security men. This man cried and cried. I have never seen a grown man cry that way before. It got to my turn and I knew I really wanted that parcel. The C.E.O. called me by my full name and told me there were so many things I did wrong but the root cause of it all was that my heart was hardened. The huge security men came for me after this without even giving me an opportunity to explain or clarify. Esther I woke up crying. I know in deep down that C.E.O. was God. I have not had any peace in my heart since then…I keep hearing “your heart was hardened”. Whatever was in the parcel that made men like me happy, I want it! Tell God to give me my parcel too. Esther pray for me and lead me to God”.

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Don’t forget people….nobody is irredeemable. God saved Paul so He can save anybody…just keep praying for that person. And if you are the person who needs saving, no addiction is too great or deep for God to deliver you from. Don’t wait for a near death experience or vision…tomorrow might be too late and I bet you don’t want to miss that beautiful parcel of eternal life.
He loves you even now when you don’t care and is waiting for you to run back into His arms. Don’t harden your heart…release yourself to Him.

Thank you for reading and anticipate next week’s post. Bye sweethearts💋

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IRREDEEMABLE 3 —

IRREDEEMABLE 3

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Hello guys! I’m sure you’ve missed me. I have been swamped with work and mosquitoes in Bayelsa have teeth! Those things bite through clothes…no jokes!
This week, I will be releasing the 3rd part and the finale of “Irredeemable”.

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It was service year and for the first time in years, Eddie and Esther were miles apart from each other. Eddie had been posted to Adamawa State for his NYSC and Esther, Abia. They didn’t talk as much as they used too or as much as they would have loved to. As Eddie used to say, “this gist has to be in person…there is phone gist and face to face gist; this one has to be live and direct”. Still they tried to keep in touch. They discussed all the “phone gist” they could and anticipated their next meeting for the rest.
As usual, Eddie kept telling her of stories about “this girl”, “that girl” and how he had spent more than he bargained for to get another girl. Esther reacted differently depending on how intriguing his stories were. Sometimes Esther was just plain tired of hearing how girls like her could be so cheap. Other times she was intrigued as to the lengths they would go with Eddie. Some other times, she secretly aid to herself “I was that girl”. Yes, she still remembered how Eddie played tricks on her.
   
Esther felt herself changing since she met Abiola. Abiola was also in Abia State and it felt like they had known each other for years. Abiola could tell how Esther liked her beef, soft enough for her to cut through with her spoon and Esther could almost always tell where Abiola was at any time of the day. They were like bestfriends…not just best friends. They were like sisters.
Abiola was the type Esther referred to as spirikoko. She was always dragging Esther to church and Esther realized she knew most of the adlibs and lyrics to Frank Edwards and Tasha Cobbs songs. Esther didn’t even know why Abiola was like that but she knew it all came from a place of love. Not one day did she judge Esther for her constant usage of swear words, not one day did she ever condemn her for the little white lies
Esther didn’t know when she started looking forward to the midweek services or when worship songs started making meaning to her. She didn’t see herself as a sinner. She wasn’t sleeping around after all and she only told a lie when it seemed “necessary”.
On the 26th of June, 2011, a day Esther would forever remember, the Pastor on a Sunday morning preached about the Holy Spirit and the benefits of being baptized in the Holy Ghost.

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He was talking about how the Holy Spirit enables ordinary men to do extra ordinary things. Esther was mind blown! She wanted the Holy Spirit in her…she was too sure. The Pastor rounded off by saying the Holy Spirit comes in a measure when you acknowledge Jesus as your Lord and Saviour, and comes in a greater measure, when you are baptized in him with the evidence of speaking in tongues. Esther stood up when the altar call was made, but something kept telling her “but you are a Christian…you really don’t have to go”. Esther wanted what Abiola had. They were all “Christians” but Abiola’s own…Abiola emitted unconditional love and patience. There was something different about the Christianity Abiola professed. She ignored the voice and moved on with her decision. She gave a life to Christ that day and she was at peace, inside out.

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The next segment of the service was the impartation of the Holy Spirit and Esther spoke in tongues that same day! She could never forget that day…NEVER!

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Two days after, she tried to call Eddie, but his number wasn’t going through. After two weeks of trying to reach Eddie, Esther decided to call his mother.

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“Eddie was involved in an accident. He has been unconscious for the past two weeks” Mrs. Ayakpo said.
Eddie remained in his unconscious state for one month and recuperated for another one month. He finished his service year; as Esther would say “it had to be in by divine intervention”.

Thank you for reading…now scroll up for the finale. Oshey fans💋

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IRREDEEMABLE 2 — November 5, 2015

IRREDEEMABLE 2

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Esther gave Eddie a try. What was the worst that could happen…Esther often thought to herself. Within two months of dating Eddie, Esther had slept with him 5 times. She didn’t over think it. She just did it. After all, the guy she made wait turned out to be a “jerk” in the end. And Eddie…Eddie was sweet! He was actually trying. Maybe he did really love Esther. He called often; bought gifts for her, made sure he even reached out to her siblings regularly. Esther found herself falling for him much faster than she bargained to.

At the fourth month, one Saturday evening, Eddie took Esther out to get some suya at the popular “Suya Spot” on Campus. He told her to wait while he went to get her the suya. He left his phone with her; and for the first time since they started dating, she unlocked his phone. Glancing through his pictures all she could see were pictures of him, pictures of them together, pictures of some of the books in the library…

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Then…a Whatsapp message came in from one ZIta: “just a reminder from last night…it is not a night I want you to forget anytime soon.”
“Eh!” Esther exclaimed. She waited patiently for the picture to which the message was attached to download. She could already see the blurred image of a girl. Opening it, she saw a picture of Zita, wearing nothing but a mini skirt.
Esther stood up, walked up to Eddie and said “Here, take your phone…I’m leaving”.
“Why?’’ Eddie replied.
At that question, Esther shed a tear and just walked away without saying a word.
“Esther! Esther!!” Eddie called, but she didn’t respond or even turn back.
On checking his phone later that night, Eddie figured out the obvious…Esther had seen Zita’s picture.

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For the next 3 months, Eddie kept pleading with Esther to at least talk to him. Despite the fact that he had hurt her, she was a good friend…one he didn’t plan to let go just like that. Eddie had made up his mind not to bother trying to talk to Esther after this last try. He decided to meet her up after church on Sunday. “Esther! Please wait”.
To his surprise, Esther turned. “Yes, what’s up?” Eddie didn’t even know what to say after that…and Esther knew this. They walked in silence back to the hostel which wasn’t far from the church. After about 5minutes, Eddie finally spoke…”I’m really sorry Esther”
“It’s okay” Esther replied.
“It’s okay?” Eddie asked.
“Yes” Esther responded.
Eddie knew something was wrong somewhere. Esther’s forgiveness was not easy to obtain…this one seemed too “cheap”. Esther kept saying “it’s okay” whenever Eddie apologized…and this carried on for two weeks until he decided to confront her.
“Esther call me what you want, get angry with me, hit me…anything you want…just talk to me about Zita. Eddie snapped.
“Zita…she is a pretty girl, she has full lips and should definitely be a “DD” cup”, Esther responded sarcastically.
“Esther! What is wrong with you? I know you haven’t forgiven me” Eddie said.
“Okay…I just need to know…were there other girls asides Zita?” Esther asked.
“I am asking for your forgiveness…do I need to answer that question before you forgive me?”Eddie replied.
Without mincing words, Esther said “Yes, you have to”
“Errm Esther…”
“Just answer me! Esther snapped.
“Yes…there were other girls asides her”. Eddie replied.

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Esther slapped him…hard. The conversation continued like this with Esther using abusive words at one point and slapping him again at another point. At the end of the day, Esther found out Eddie had 3 other girlfriends asides her: Zita, Chinelo and Inemesit. She didn’t understand why he would still cheat when she was sleeping with him. She was consoled by reminding herself that “some people can’t change, some things don’t change”.
She forgave Eddie, but it was a rocky relationship afterwards. Things only become “normal” between them again at their final year.

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Thank you for reading😚 46views from last week. Please keep reading and tell others to read too. You won’t believe the struggle to make this post…network isn’t it in Yenagoa…Take care of yourself😚

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IRREDEEMABLE — October 29, 2015

IRREDEEMABLE

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Esther I don’t know why you don’t believe me when I say I love you…I am serious about you, while I was with those girls it was you I kept thinking about”. Esther laughed and laughed at what her childhood friend Eddie was telling her. Eddie could not be taken seriously as far as she was concerned. He had recited lines he planned to tell “those girl” in front of her too many times for them to work on her. At age 17, Eddie had become sexually active and always couldn’t wait to tell Esther about his “sexcapades”. Esther, on the other hand was just always fascinated…she didn’t understand why girls fell so cheaply into his hands. She wasn’t a saint herself, but you would sweat and beg before you even kiss her…let alone sleep with her. She remembers often with pride making Chinaza wait a year and six months before giving up her virginity to him. Eddie and Esther were in their 3rd year at the same University, even though Eddie was 3years older than her. He had some setbacks getting admission into the University after his WAEC and the supposed spell of delay on his education was broken after 3years. So at 300level,he was 23 and Esther was 20.

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See this boy oh! Do I look like Priscillia to you? Abi who is the latest one now…Elohor! I resemble Elohor? Please oh…if you have run out of girls, keep searching…don’t bring your rubbish here”. Esther replied.

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See…I’m serious…I will change for you. I just want to make you happy…make you forget about the last idiot that broke your heart”. Eddie replied.

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The “last idiot”…as much as Esther liked to feel tough, she was broken by the idiot. The idiot was none other than Chinaza. Chinaza was a final year student as at the time Esther was in her 100level. He had started serving and she was in her 200level before she agreed to go out with him. Their relationship lasted some months before she broke up with him. She realized Chinaza was only sweet and passionate when he wanted to sleep with her. All the while he was waiting and begging her to be his…he was sweet…until he slept with her. She just couldn’t anymore. She loved him and wanted to be with him…but not in that way. She wanted a “love-based” relationship, not a “sex-based” one…so it hurt so much leaving him. She didn’t even want to listen to any other guy try to woo her. She just wanted to be alone with her wounds…hoping they would heal whenever they deemed fit.
Eddie wanting to make Esther forget Chinaza was something that made her actually consider dating him. Afterall, he said he would change…there would be no other girl but her…what was the harm in trying? Esther thought to herself.

This is the first part of my next short story “Irredeemable”. It will be continued tomorrow. Sorry for the delay in posting this…first, y’all refused to give me 23 views on time!!😒 Secondly, service ehn…terrible! And then finally, I had to help my Lil bro with his color wheel homework. Jeez…I sucked at fine art…I still suck lol. 😝
Thanks for reading…..please tell a friend! Goodnight hunnies💋

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You Are Praying For Him Because? —

You Are Praying For Him Because?

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Leviticus 10 has a story that Bishop T.D. Jakes preached about some few weeks back. The phrase that got me was “trying to get God to bless your mess”.

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For those of you too lazy to pick up your bibles, the story was about Nadab and Abihu. They were sons of Aaron (Moses’ brother and a priest). They were also priests; as they were Levites ( a tribe in Israel set apart by God as priests). Nadab and Abihu burned incense to God as was the custom, but were consumed by the flames because God commanded them not. Different bible versions described the incense as false fire, strange fire or unholy fire.

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Amplified version summarized why they died in vs. 3 through Moses’ explanation: My will, not your will. Like many of us do, Nadab and Abihu went about do their own thing, expecting God to put his stamp of approval on it at the end. 

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The thing is, if God did not command them to burn incense to His glory, why then did they burn it? Who led them?

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The same day I listened to T.D. Jakes was the same day I stumbled upon a post “Who Led You?” This guy was complaining bitterly about his girlfriend of 4years that won’t stop cheating on him after fasting and praying for her to change.
If you ask me, it’s a classic example of trying to get God to bless your mess. This guy probably knew four years ago that that fine baby of his was not a Christian…still he went ahead. Let us give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he entered the RELATIONSHIP not marriage o…as an unbeliever or the girl pretended to be Christian. What made him stay for 4 years with her? If she doesn’t genuinely repent after preaching to her, leave her alone and pray for God to touch her…don’t be knocking on heaven’s door for a relationship you are unequally yoked. You are only trying to get God to bless your mess.

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What is the motive behind your prayers?

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“If you love a man pray for him”…When I saw this, I remembered my story and Leviticus 10 made some more sense to me.
Some years back, there was this guy I had grown to like/love…whatever. This time, he liked me as much as I did so I was elated! He wanted me to be his girlfriend…everything was good to go, but one thing. This guy didn’t know Jesus. He claimed he did….but he didn’t take Jesus seriously. I started praying oh…maybe God could do some magic and turn him to a “scabashing” tongue blasting brother in a month or two. I prayed so he can change and I would end up with him. After some weeks of praying, I sharply said “yes”. Well…the relationship was short lived. There was NO way I could be with him without compromising. I couldn’t change him, I am not the Holy spirit. I was only hoping God would bless my ”messy mess”. I had the wrong motives praying for him
You won’t believe the moment my feelings for him had waned after we broke up, praying for the salvation of his soul was a thing of the past. I didn’t because there was nothing in it for me anymore. A year after, I started praying for him again. Note that I am not praying for him so he can become christian and we could end up together…that door has been shut and blocked with iron bars and the blood of Jesus lol. I am praying for him because I LOVE HIM.

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I love him with ”the love of Christ” like Nosa Always would put it. I want him to enjoy God like I am, I want him to enjoy the benefits of knowing God, I want him to enjoy the peace that I enjoy. I have nothing to gain by praying for him. He doesn’t even know I pray for him. It’s just all love.
Guess what? I know I am praying God’s will because it is not His will that any soul perishes (2nd Peter 3:9)
I pray not under pressure to be with anybody, not for anyone to praise me and call me prophetess lol…and definitely not to try and get God to bless any mess I have made for myself.

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Commit everything you do to God’s hands and ask for His direction. If you can’t hear His voice loud and clear, you can get a picture of what he wants for you in the bible. I am talking to myself too…because after I rush into things without asking God first, I would run back to Him to mend my broken heart. God can fix your mess oh…He is that merciful! He would definitely not put His stamp of approval on it. He just might dismantle that silly relationship and make you a better person for a godly relationship. It is not His will for you to fast 7 days for Him to change your boyfriend when you know you weren’t supposed to get into the relationship in the first place.

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God is not going to bless you to spite others…perish the thought! He is going to bless you to be a blessing to others. God blessed Abraham so Abraham can be a blessing (Gen 12 vs. 2)
Why are you praying for that person? What are the motives behind your prayers?  Let your heart cry…your will God, not mine.

Thanks for reading. 2weeks ago, I had a whooping 120views🎉🎉🎉🎉. You guys are awesome!! May we not be victims of rising and falling in Jesus name o! Shey you know last weeks views were as low as 20? Biko, please, don’t stop reading, don’t stop telling others to read. I missed one week so I was hoping to drop a bonus post today….on a condition though…give me 23 views today and the second drops😁. Its going to be worth it, trust me!!
Special thanks to constants on strokesbywunmi like Ore, Gbemi, Moyo, Ybj, Erhime, Tomi, Idara, Bisayo, Debbie and Vire. I loveeeeeee you and may God alwaysssssss show up for you at every point in your life, Amen!!!
Make the second post “Irredeemable” happen people….leggo!

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So I Heard You’re Weak — October 22, 2015

So I Heard You’re Weak

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Hello guys! Hope you missed me *batting eyelashes* I missed you too 💕
I traveled for a while and that area forbids you have “fleeky” service. 😒 Anyway, I had loadsssss of fun and FINALLY got to see my Abuad babies one last time before we move on to the next phase of our lives.😻😿

So I heard you’re weak⤵

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Frustrated George couldn’t take it anymore. He was fed up, tired of trying… “Pastor Ike I’m not coming to church again! I did it again…one of my ex girlfriends came over and I just couldn’t tell her no. I don’t know what is wrong with me. Just when I was celebrating that I went 2 weeks without fornicating. I’m sure God is tired of me already. I’m tired of deceiving God. I’m not coming again o”.
Pastor Ike let him finish, smiled and said, “come to church still…”
George was stunned! “Pastor you say? I should be fornicating and be coming to church? God does not need somebody like me in His house. He doesn’t even need me…a fornicator! Let me stop coming to church, stop being a Christian, so the whole world would know that I’m a fornicator” George replied.
George had been a Christian for 3months now but he found himself still struggling with the sin of fornication. He had fasted and prayed…begged God to help him live right. But each time there was an invitation from his ex-girlfriend to come over, saying “no” was more difficult than Bar Finals. One would think humiliation and embarrassment would have made him stop, but he just couldn’t. One day, Bro. Chibuzo came for a follow up…meeting the door open, he walked into the house, shouting George’s name. But George couldn’t hear him. So he decided to sit and wait a while. He was probably in the bathroom. Before Bro. Chibuzo could settle in properly on the couch, half-naked Osinachi walked into the sitting room, screaming back into the bedroom on seeing there was a stranger there. “Jesus! Why was there a half-naked woman in Bro. George’s house?” Bro. Chibuzo thought to himself as he packed his things to leave. All George needed to identify the brother the “tall brother who wore a shirt and tie with a pair of sandals” was the “half statement” Bro. Chibuzo made at evening service the following day… “I was at your place yesterday oh”.

Even with all this, George still struggled.

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I was discussing with my mentor months back and he said, “the thing with vices…it’s better for you not to start at all”. It is indeed better! Because coming out of addictions can be very difficult, but with God, it is not impossible. George was addicted to sex and had reached breaking point. Paul had reached this point at one time (Romans 7 vs 17-23); and there are usually two options for us to choose from. One, we could harden our hearts like George was about to and not “bother” anymore; two, we could decide WORK IT OUT. with patience and faith. The key is not giving up! Pray still, ask for grace still. Paul said “work out your salvation” (Phil 2:12)…he didn’t say, “say the sinner’s prayer and chill”.

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Truth is, for that stubborn addiction, there is usually a spirit ”sponsoring” it. Notice how it was easy for you to abstain for a month when you didn’t want to stop, but now you want to turn a new leaf, the struggle to stay away for even a week is intense? Thank God, He is mighty to save you from whatever spirit, whatever addiction.
The point of this plenty talk, “DON’T GIVE UP”, you can and will overcome that addiction in Jesus name.
Don’t run away from Jesus…He didn’t come for the perfect, righteous people. He came for you so He can make you perfect (Romans 3 vs 22). Donnie McClurkin’s “We Fall Down” says “A saint is just a sinner who fell down…AND GOT UP”.  Who else can “fix you” and cure you from that addiction except Jesus? Who else can make you strong enough to say “NO” except him? It’s left to you to choose to become Donnie’s definition of a Saint and get up, or accept defeat and wallow in your sin.

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Receive grace to detest that addiction and see it as God sees it in Jesus name.
Receive the grace to detach yourself from every company that pulls you back into that addiction in Jesus name.
I join my faith with as many of those that believe, receive the strength to come out of that addiction in Jesus name.

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Declare: I am righteous, I am strong, I have overcome every addiction!

Thank you for reading. 😘 If you’re planning to go look for beaded jewelry… STOP🚫

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Anticipate next week’s post guys, au revoir! 🏃

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Kernel Problems — October 8, 2015

Kernel Problems

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Yaay! You guys made this happen💃💃 I see y’all like gist 😜
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  I once saw this Indian movie some years ago and the hero kept shouting “you only love once, you only love once!”. I was like “abeg this one should shut up”. So widows and widowers that remarry don’t love who they are with? So if Wunmi has loved before, she won’t love future bae?😒 Oro rirun (smelling words) in my opinion!
  
Recently, about two months ago, I went for a singles deliverance program and we were told a story. This lady had been dating this guy for about 7years and she was already 29 when the guy just woke up one morning and said he wasn’t interested in the relationship anymore. He had promised to marry her and he was probably all she knew and had grown to build her life around.
She was scarred and stayed away from men for like the next 5years. When she was already 34, she decided to open up again and try to pick the pieces of her life together. It seemed like heaven too was ready to give her a speedy recovery because one genuinely wealthy 38year old Baba was on her case. He really loved her and wanted to marry her.

While the lady was still trying to tune her heart to his frequency, the “spirit husband personified”, her ex, came back claiming he wanted her back…he made a mistake and all those “yama yama” talk. The new guy for fear of being kidnapped or battered by her ex, said if she can’t seem to make up her mind, he would leave.

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The lady caved in again for the “cabu cabu” ex and let the new guy go. According to the Pastor at the program, “you know some ladies only love one man”…and it must be that man and no one else. Long story cut short, the guy left her after a year again o! 35years and aunty had no cabu cabu man or 38year old baba to call her own.
The Pastor asked us what exactly her problem was. The replies though😂😂😂
Some people said she lacked wisdom, some people said the ex is a demon in human form tormenting her life, others said people from her village were troubling her. Being a deliverance program, it was concluded that whatever was “doing” her was as hard as a kernel. It can’t be broken with the fingers or by slamming it on the floor. It needs to be put on a hard surface and slammed with another hard object for you to get the good in it. That’s how intense her prayers needed to be.

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Now veering far away from peoples foundations and demons in human form, I believe the solution is not just prayers, but wisdom. If he could leave you after 7years, why would he commit the rest of his life to you? He didn’t even come back to his senses after 5 months with marriage plans o…a whole 5 years after. He came back to waste her life again for another year:evil:
I don’t believe in loving just once…I don’t believe there is just one man on earth made for me. Check Proverbs 18:22 ….it says “he who finds a wife” , not “HIS wife”. Message Version even slayed it:

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So its possible there maybe 3 GOOD options for Bro. Kunle…he just has to prayerfully choose who is more compatible with him NOT NECESSARILY A PERFECT MATCH.
I also believe if anyone ditches you, you should eat good food,  make your hair, look good and don’t you dare listen to Adele.😂 Sometimes, some doors shut so better ones can open. There are countless testimonies to that effect.
For those in relationships with time wasters, receive grace to disassociate yourself from them…and for singles like me, may every time waster be blown far away from you in Jesus name.
Feel free to give your own views..that’s what the comment section is for, use it! 😝
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BAGGAGE FINALE —

BAGGAGE FINALE

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Hola amigos 🙂 I promised to post two write ups but thing is, the views last week broke my heart to tiny lil bits and pieces 💔:'( So….I will just drop the finale here (the story must go on🙌) and if before evening I can get the number of views for last week’s post, I shall post the second write up.

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  Lisa hoped with her taking on a new job and all the financial responsibilities in the home, Ovie might just appreciate her more.  She finally became the career woman she always wanted to be…though it was to save her children from starving.

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On a Saturday morning, as early as 6a.m., Ovie wasn’t beside Lisa. It was unusual of him.  He usually didn’t get up till afternoon because of his hangovers. Where could he be Lisa thought aloud. She decided called his line but he wasn’t picking up. It was in his habit to leave the house early, but at that time…something was up. Was he still upset over what happened the previous night?
Ovie had been drinking as usual, but he came in early that night…9p.m! The routine for him once drunk, was to go to bed so Lisa never bothered preparing any food for him. That night he came in shouting at exhausted Lisa that he was hungry. “Where is my food? I want it  now! I’m hungry, can’t you see? What is wrong with you?” Lisa was scared he was going to hit her. He was getting so angry. “Don’t be upset…I didn’t know you would want to eat. Let me quickly warm some rice for you with the microwave”. Lisa replied. “Microwave food for me? I want it fresh!  My mother used to prepare fresh food for my Dad everyday and you want to give me microwaved food? What exactly are useful for? Cook, No! Add flesh, No! You just dey thin thin pass when I meet you sef…All you do is complain about my drinking when you are the cause of my drinking. I just dey manage you because of the boys…there are many women dying to have me and here you are treating me anyhow, giving me microwaved food. It would soon be over o” Ovie growled and yelled on and on. Lisa had heard alcohol doesn’t make you misbehave, it only gives you the boldness to say and do what you had always wanted to. Whatever the case was, his words seared her. She loved so dearly, the man who was only managing her. Despite her job, she stayed up late waiting for him to return just so she could lock up the doors, change him and take him to bed. She had been doing this for him for as long as she could remember. The money he used to drink of recent, was her money! He would ask for money and she would give him, not asking why for the fear of there being a quarrel. About her complaining, she had to! She was hoping he would one day listen to her complaints, consider the fact that he was a father and maybe change. When did her stature suddenly become a problem? Did he not see her  before he proposed? And if she was losing weight, it was his fault. She was carrying too much on her fragile shoulders. She was the homemaker and the man! All at once!
If anyone should be upset it should be her; Lisa thought. She decided to calm down and go back to bed. At 12 noon, there was still no sign of Ovie and he wasn’t picking up still. At 2p.m, she was beginning to fret! His line was switched off and his drinking buddies had not heard from him either all day. An hour later she decides to go to the nearest Police Station to make a report. She called her in-laws to tell them and they said they hadn’t heard from him either. Something had happened to her Ovie…her whole world had finally crumbled!

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Lisa had exhausted all her savings and had began to sell her properties to look for Ovie. No matter what might have happened, he was still alive somewhere. Had he run mad? Was he kidnapped? What could have happened?? Something told her he was alive. So she kept searching… reporting from state to state and even went on to searching neighbouring states like Edo state.
A whole year had passed and Lisa was drained…emotionally and financially. Finally her hope was crushed. She was never going to see Ovie again. She already had enough training acting as the man in the house when Ovie’s alcoholism started, but she still couldn’t believe he disappeared into thin air without a trace. She had sympathizers and well wishers around her as though she was a widow; they also couldn’t believe a fully fledged man would go missing suddenly.

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Another year passed before Lisa was able to accept her fate. On a Sunday, Bisayo who was based in Benin came to visit and Lisa was more than happy to have some company. They usually spoke on the phone but she insisted this time to come and visit. Bisayo had something really important to tell Lisa but she didn’t know how to. She asked about the kids, their schools, talked about the time they spent in school together before she finally told Lisa that she had seen Ovie in the U.K. “It’s a lie! Ovie is in the U.K? Ovie left his family and fled? Are you sure Bisayo?” Lisa asked. I saw him o! I saw Ovie… I even called out his name to be sure he was the one and he turned to look back. The moment he recognised me he turned around quickly as though to avoid me”. Bisayo replied. Lisa couldn’t say a word anymore. All she could do was cry…she felt so much hurt, she thought she would die of heart ache and she thanked God her friend was there for her at that moment. That explained the private number that called her just before her bedtime every night. That was probably Ovie hoping to hear his children’s voices at the background and checking to see that she was still breathing.

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Maybe that was what he meant by saying “it would soon be over” that night. How could he be so heartless?  Why did he even marry me if he didn’t plan to spend the rest of his life with me? These were questions Lisa kept asking herself for years and years to come.

THE END.

Thank you for reading and God bless you….Have a nice day😚😚😚 If you have not checked musingsofachristianchick.com by Gbemie O…err you are “jonzing” lol😜.
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BAGGAGE 3 — October 1, 2015

BAGGAGE 3

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Happy Birthday Nigeria🎇🎇🎇 Fellow Nigerians, this is not a time to criticize government past and present as it has never really increased the money in your account, neither as it led to constant light 😜
This is a time to THANK GOD yes, thank God for Nigeria. We could have been worse off, but we are not. Look at Syria and other countries that have been in disarray this year. So you see, even with Boko Haram, there is something to be grateful for. Take time out today and thank God for where we have been, where we are now and where we are going to as a country.

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Yes, where we are going to. Reflect on the words of the second stanza of our anthem…pray for unity, love, honesty and guidance for our leaders. Pray because it is YOUR country. If it prospers, you prosper!

On a lighter note, BAGGAGE 3:

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Ovie begged Lisa to meet him up at AJ’s restaurant in Warri at 10am on a Saturday morning. Lisa didn’t even know why she was even going to see him after he missed her convocation and couldn’t even call to congratulate her. He didn’t call her for 5days after the convocation even! Though he apologized and explained he had issues with his phones; she believed he should have known her number off heart by now and should have just found a way to call.
Maybe she was going because a part of her felt guilty for not calling Bisayo’s boyfriend to see that Ovie was fine even after feeling worried at the 3rd day.

Lisa’s late breakfast with Ovie was nice. She loved talking to him over the phone…but in person, she loved it more. She could see his face, smile and his gestures. All the anger she had against him melted by the time Ovie started jesting and making her laugh. For a second, she felt like it was just both of them at the eatery…the way he looked at her…maintaining eye contact like he was seeing through her soul.
Just when she was getting lost in their little world of laughter, love and happiness, Ovie’s tone changed!
“Baby girl, you’re done with school now and we have been dating for while. I keep telling you that you have me, I’m down for you and I whatever it takes, I want to be with you.
You’re not just pretty, you have the kindest heart Lisa…the kind of heart I would want my children to have”
Ovie goes on one knee…Lisa begins to gush… She’s tearing up at his words.
“Baby, I want to spend the rest of my life with you…I want you to be my wife and the mother of my child…would you marry me?”
Lisa’s voice seemed to have been too overwhelmed to respond. Just when she was thinking he wasn’t as serious about her as he claimed, he proposed!
“Yes…yes Ovie!” Lisa replied
Customers at the eatery started applauding and Lisa stood up to hug her fiance.

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Lisa was posted to Ibadan for her service. She really wanted to stay in Warri so she could be closer to Ovie…but he insisted she went. Like he always said “Born in Benin, lived in Warri, schooled in Benin, you want to serve in Warri too? Don’t you want to know what is outside Benin and Warri?”
A part of her wanted to know what was outside. But with Ovie, she was content. Anywhere he decided to settle…she would go and be happy. Warri was where he was and Warri was where she wanted to be.
Ovie promised to pay her visits and she ran to Warri at the slightest opportunity… Just to see him.

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Lisa’s Dad had some “connections” in Ibadan…so instead of her to teach like it was the lot of most of her colleagues, she was working in an audit firm…Track Fund Konsult with a salary of 60,000.The management was so impressed with her work ethics they offered to retain her after her service with a salary of 100,000.
She told Ovie about the offer and he told her to reject it without flinching. He didn’t say more than “We can’t move to Ibadan because of peanuts…my salary is 5times that amount”.
That was the closest Lisa had gotten to knowing how much Ovie earned. Ovie had been trying to sell the idea of her being a housewife but Lisa didn’t want to hear anything of the sort. As much as she wanted a husband and a love life, she wanted a career. She wanted to wear heels and wear nice shirts and skirts. She wanted to have a complimentary card and risk through the ranks of an audit firm to be the boss someday.

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3months to the end of her service year, Lisa met Dafe at Food Co. He was looking better than ever…he dressed better and even spoke better. Lisa was pleased with how the silly Dafe had “evolved”. They exchanged numbers and Dafe started singing the same old songs he used to sing to her back then in the University. She was too happy to crush his hopes one more time and tell him “I’m engaged”.
Dafe’s hopes weren’t crushed though. He knew he was wrong to hope still, but once in a while he called her…hoping to hear that the engagement was called off.

6months later, Dafe just left the operating theatre on a Friday afternoon when he received a call from Lisa.

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He was overjoyed…she hardly ever called. Alas! Lisa was talking fast which usually indicated she was excited… She called to invite him for her wedding. It was in 2weeks time. That door was closed for Dafe. He knew he had to move on. He never really connected with any girl like he did with Lisa…his buttoned nose Lisa belonged to another man now.

It wasn’t easy getting her Mom’s consent. Her Mom just had “something” against Ovie that she really couldn’t explain. “Is he not the same guy that didn’t call you during your convocation?” Mrs Ogbo asked.
“Ohhh yes Mommy…I explained why that happened to you now” Lisa would snap back.
“Are you sure he loves you? You know I always feel the man should love you more than you love him o…” Mrs Ogbo always said. This sounded like an archaic philosophy to Lisa but
time and time again Lisa replied in the affirmative. “Yes Mom, he loves me”. She said this most times trying to convince herself he loved her as much as she loved him…not necessarily more than…just as much as she loved him.

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5years into their marriage, Lisa and Ovie were blessed with two boys…4year old Joshua and 2year old Alex.

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Lisa didn’t work a day since they got married…Ovie insisted she didn’t work.
Even with that, her marriage wasn’t as rosey as she dreamt it would be. Ovie’s drinking problem had worsened and early into the 5th year of their marriage, Ovie’s contract with Chevron had expired. He expected another contract like it had been happening in the previous years, but nothing was forthcoming. The little money he had saved up, he spent hanging out with his friends in clubs and ended up coming back home drunk. When this happened Joshua and Alex were always asleep. All they knew was not to shout or disturb Daddy till it was afternoon.

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Now Lisa began to see things clearly…he had a drinking problem and even her kids and marriage was not enough reason for him to stop. She was with a jobless alcoholic for the rest of her life, but she loved him still and was determined to make their marriage work.

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Anticipate two posts next week😁 One of them is gonna be the finale of “BAGGAGE” and the other…well you shall find out come Thursday.
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