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Cultivating a Heart of Gratitude
What has cultivating a heart of gratitude got to do with nursery rhymes? You are about to find out (Smiles). It’s funny how that I didn’t like cartoons growing up but now, as a mum, I can sing several rhymes from Cocomelon. One of such is “I’m thankful for my teachers, I’m thankful for my friend I’m thankful for the things I’ve got, the thank yous never end What are you thankful for What are you thankful for, what are you thankful for?” There is a way it stops me in my tracks and makes me think. If you ask me, I’d say that the rhyme is not for only…
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Unboxing Motherhood: 8 Truths/Things I like & I’m Getting Used to About Being a Mother
It’s often said that the day a baby is born, so also is a mother (and father, I should add). It’s been eight beautiful and life-changing months since we welcomed our beautiful, energetic bundle called Joy to our lives and the World. In those months and months before (during the pregnancy journey), I have tried to savour every moment, the reality, the ups and the downs. And in recent months, bask in the delight of being a mummy. Although, I have not been actively blogging for a while now, let’s call this my attempt to crawl out of the shell because it can’t contain me any more. This is me…
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Saturday Song Gist: Your Goodness by Dunsin Oyekan
Recently, I noticed when I’m faced with a tough situation or not going in the direction I think it should. My instinctive response is to think, “I’m done” or “I quit”. “I will try another thing.” You know what we call initial gra gra… that be like ona kan o woja ( no be only one road de enter market) Yet, I am aware I can’t make a decision except I have a green light from my Father. So, if he has not said yes, who I be to say no? This year, I have been listening to sermons from The Covenant Nation Sunday Services and it’s not just timely…
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Not Missing the Time of Your Visitation (Part 2)
During those days while I was learning faith for supplies was also the period when my wife-to-be was being wooed by another brother.Now, as at then, I hadn’t proposed but had arrived at this assurance that she was the one for me. We were friends, all was fine until the brother showed up. Now, the brother seemed to have all things going far better for him than I could boast of. First, he was pursuing his doctorate, worked at one of the best universities in Nigeria, was well-to-do, was a leader of great standing in the Christian community he fellowshipped at, and to crown it, he was from the same…
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Not Missing The Time of Your Visitation (Part 1)
And when he was come near, he beheld the city, and wept over it, Saying, If thou hadst known, even thou, at least in this thy day, the things which belong unto thy peace! but now they are hid from thine eyes… because thou knewest not the time of thy visitation. (Luke 19: 41-42, 44b) Years ago, while I sat for my final exams, I had another instructive episode that taught me about times of visitation. Our Father is gracious to plan our development in Him within the cycles of times and seasons. That’s why, for instance, He might be teaching you about healing while with another person, giving is…
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Of Purity in Courtship and Marriage
Dearly beloved, As I thought about what to write to you today, the Lord brought two different matters to mind. One may seem to apply more to sisters and the other to brothers but in pondering much on them, it will be obvious that both are applicable to males and females. Courtship holds vulnerabilities. These vulnerabilities are sometimes overwhelming. Scriptures having told us that marriage is honourable in all and the bed undefiled, we know how important sexual purity is important for believers. There were days during my courtship with my wife when I was vulnerable. At times, terribly so. But there was a way Temi conducted herself that made…
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Of Offenses, Apologies, and Reconciliation in Marriage
Many years ago, prior to marriage, I encountered the Cross of Jesus Christ. Zacharias Tanee Fomum, Watchman Nee, and T. Austin-Sparks were the most direct instruments by which I came into this experience. One of the things the Cross does is that it tears away the facades and gets at the root of all matters. It ensures you have a heart-deep faith that has no guile within it. It was at this point I first started learning to truly exercise myself daily to have a conscience void of offense toward God and toward man. Why? Because, with the Cross, one’s life is lived in the light just as God is…
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Sombre Reflection as I Open a New Chapter of Life
In all honesty, I love birthdays. Every new year and at several times during the year, I check the weekday my birthday and that of loved ones falls on, just because. I am not one of those people that say they forgot their own birthday. I can’t even pretend to forget. In summary, today is my birthday, yippee! A new year, cake day! Birthdays are always worth celebrating. Not only celebrating, for me it is usually a time of reflection and a time to make some life-enhancing decisions. This year’s reflection is however dear to my heart as the world celebrates the life of Christian apologist, Pa Ravi Zacharias as…
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Find Out About My Upcoming Novel Omolabake (And Download Two Free Chapters )
Hey there, If you are like me, you love a good novel to cozy up with, enjoy the time picturing happily ever afters. The good news is my novel Omolabake will be out this June (Yaaay, let the count down begin). and I know suspense can be so suspenseful soI have shared the synopsis in this blog and a giveaway of two free chapters here Synopsis Beautiful heiress Omolabake has it all; money, affluence and fame. Everything she wanted, she got. Sadly, she has never gotten what she believes she needs the most; the love of her father. Gideon Onah is about to have the ride of his life and he…
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Life Lessons From Gossip and to Avoid It
Once Bitten, Twice Shy (Life Lessons About Gossip) It happened long ago that I got into trouble for being involved in gossip. Yep, you read right. I will save you details… But for a long time, the bitterness and pain of the misconstrued event were my companions. Ever since that event, if I smell gossip coming around me or my way, I find a way to either kill it, ignore it, change the narrative… And most especially not to give my opinion about the matter. I can’t imagine having to go through the trauma of my words being flipped over a thousand times against me. Now, this is why I’m…
