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"I write for the unlearned about things in which I am unlearned myself." - CS Lewis, Reflections on the Psalms

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Merry Christmas...

Merry Christmas everyone.
I’m thankful for the birth of Jesus, my precious savior…
I’m thankful for the life He lived to die for me.
He is the reason for the season.
I celebrate the birth of my savior… My salvation story!

The Word became flesh and blood,
and moved into the neighborhood.
We saw the glory with our own eyes,
the one-of-a-kind glory,
like Father, like Son,
Generous inside and out,
true from start to finish. John 1:14(MSG)

 God came and dwelt amongst us… He’s generous inside and out. Faithful every moment and so beautiful for every situation. What a great God He is.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

'Twas The Night Before Christmas...

'Twas the night before Christmas, the night was quiet, such an aroma of fried goat meat over the local firewood filled the air, Santa came riding in on his sleigh.
There was no chimney, neither was there cookies or warm milk waiting for him. He sure was in Nigeria, a GPS flunk... no thanks to the cyber stunts of North Korea.

So Santa sat outside the house with no chimney or Christmas lights, no chestnut roasting on an open fire, no stockings hanging and no sign that they cared about him or believed in him. He was offered some fried meat, and a cold bottle of malt, because Santa was sweating in his suit. (He wondered how possible it was, to sweat on Christmas eve.)
It was o so good, the malt and the meat; he wondered why Nigeria had never been programmed in on his Christmas ride. Santa wanted more meat, and then more and more, till it was all gone. He still wanted more (what a selfish old man, taking from the people he never came through for… but who can blame his longer throat where goat meat is involved)

There was a dilemma, where to get more meat from... until the red nose of Rudolph the reindeer glowed in the dark (poor poor thing, on the first night He was given the honor of riding Santa's sleigh) and so Rudolph the red nosed reindeer was slaughtered and roasted, some parts of him fried and what a fine BBQ we had, the night before Christmas... shhhhhhh, don't tell Mrs. Claus!

I’m not about to ruin any child’s Christmas story… Looking forward to the goat meat that would be fried today and o, what a delight with a cold cold bottle of coke. Celebrating Christ is always so much fun.

Just incase you’re real Santa, please forgive me for that story… Here’s my Christmas list…
Oh well, no point writing it here. We’ll discuss when you’re getting overfed on goat meat and malt tonight.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

First Class Baby, First Class...

A facebook friend had this as her status update If you fly first class, business class, or premium economy, it doesn’t change who you are, once the flight has landed it is finished.... the airplane is only a pressurized tube! “

I agree with the above statement, that the class you’re sat in doesn’t change who you are. But while I’ve shamelessly been one of those who smugly said I really don’t care what class, economy, premium, business or first, as long as I get to my destination, what’s the big deal? Isn’t it the same plane? I have arrived at a place where my opinion has changed. There is a big deal… it doesn’t change who you are, but the experiences are different.

I didn’t care about class… Who says you can’t have fun in economy? The food is good (most times), you still get your drinks and the airhostesses smile at you, well, sometimes they do… Even if you don’t get priority boarding or a special lounge for you, you still arrive at the same destination with the rest of the passengers in the plane, but you’re not that comfortable, admit it! Your legs are cramped, and it’s rather annoying when the person in front of you decides to recline his/her seat. Sometimes sitting at the back of the plane opens up this cynical part of you that despises the other person for choosing to use his money to fly in a better class, and even more so when he has his whole family flying with him… why waste money on kids flying in first/business? What’s the point? What are you trying to prove? Foolish man.

My opinion changed when I got into premium economy! I never wanted economy, ever again. My leg had much room to rest, I was given hot towels before takeoff and I was served with real cutleries. Sitting there didn’t get me so greedy, I still didn’t care about business class, as long as I was more comfortable in premium, I didn’t covert business, I only wistfully looked on at premium whenever I had to sit in economy and I wasn’t lucky enough to get the exit seats.

Then one day, I got upgraded into business class, and life was a dream… What??? The beauty of it.
Forget the same destination cock and bull story, tell yourself whatever you want to hear, it may be the same pressurized tube, but there’s a difference and I want to be a partaker in that difference. You actually feel good, you feel like royalty, without even trying… macadamia nuts, flat beds, leg space, five star dining, china plates, menus with salmons (not like I care about salmons), champagne and the airhostess calling you by name.

What am I trying to say?
This Christianity thing has one destination… but I refuse to settle, especially not in the religion of cramped feet for righteousness sake. Life is like being on a flight from birth to death. I refuse to be a Christian that makes the unbeliever feel sorry for me on this journey. I refuse to be the Christian sitting in economy of Sunday to Sunday church attendance with no enjoyment of the deep, precious things and joy in knowing God. I refuse to look tattered in the name of being a Jesus baby! Yes it’s the same pressurized tube, one destination… heaven! But I would enjoy this ride. I choose to enjoy this ride, to experience the deeper things of this ride.
I would look glamorous, my joy would be full, and I would wear lipsticks and perfumes and fix my hair if I want to, and if I don’t want to, I’ll cover my hair with the best of scarves and wear the best of floor length skirts available.

I would reign in victory, living a rich and satisfying life… Christ didn’t die for me to sit in economy declaring heaven in the after life while I hate on those enjoying this life in first class of heaven on earth with self-righteous declarations of “what’s the point when we’ll land in the same airport”.

I would enjoy heaven on earth, I would heal the sick, I wouldn’t just pray in my closet, I wouldn’t just listen to sermons in church, I would speak out, well, where my mouth is tied, I would write out. I sit on the luxury side of this Christian ride on this journey to my eternal home. I would have the angels attend to me…. I choose to be filled with the Holy Spirit and overshadowed by Him to birth signs and wonders in Jesus name. I choose to receive the gift of salvation and not get lost with an undeserving spirit surrounding me.

No sitting in economy of daily church attendance and nothing to show for the faith I profess beyond bashing anyone who isn’t in the faith or those in it who have gotten the revelation of the rich and satisfying life Christ offers. I have realized leaving the back sit of economy isn’t about your works, how much you attend church programs. It’s relying on grace, Gods grace. I’ve never struggled or hustled to sit in business class, even though I have longed for it… it just happened. Grace.

Living a life of works, under the law is like travelling in economy… you pay for everything and yet, you still don’t get the best of service from all your self-effort.
Grace is all about the business/first class… it’s free food in the lounge baby. A table prepared for you in the presence of your enemy, you don’t have to squeeze coins at the airport for a bottle of water, and when you’re on the flight, you can confidently ask for seconds or thirds or whatever… boldly, because you know what ticket you’re riding. The only price you pay is a deep longing for more…

It may be the same tube as those sitting behind you, but you have the boldness to ask, ask ask and get get get. Enter into His rest. Kathryn kulman was on the same flight, but she sure didn’t settle for coach, she moved with such a presence of the Holy Spirit and enjoyed the joy of heaven on earth before landing in the real heaven.

The father whose son returned killed the fattest cow while the older brother looked on fuming from economy seat, judging… what’s the point? Why kill the cow? Why have a party for him? Look at me, I’ve been here, why’s he having all the fun? The father’s response was simple… it’s always been yours child. He settled, he did not receive what was freely available to him; He did not activate his right to his father’s kingdom. Refuse to settle, grab for the goodness of the kingdom and rejoice in it, rather than sit fuming at those who have received the love of the Father and bask in it. (Luke 15:11-22)

Ever meet people that are so holy that they cant enjoy life and they wouldn’t let you enjoy it either? That’s not holiness, that’s self-importance and legalism. Judah Smith, Jesus is___ .

Thursday, December 18, 2014

Love Like Crazy...

A woman wants to be given that affirmation of love every second… no matter how independent minded she is, she comes to a place, where love is what’s enough for her… or the evidence of love (even if she refuses to admit it, or so I think).

So, imagine a man pulls an Indian movie dance scene stunt… you know with all the dancers in colorful clothes, and fixed smiles, singing to songs with lyrics penned down by the most love-infested songwriters. This Nigerian man dashes in between trees, and water fountains all for the love of his life, with loads of tiffany gift bags… what a show of love!
I would stand there with tears gushing down my face, out of pure delight or embarrassment, I’m not sure. What’s important is that I would be a picture of pure movie perfection, so overwhelmed with the show of love… Look, I even shed some tears!

But that Indian movie dance scene wouldn’t guarantee her believe in his love, if the next day, he doesn’t pick up her call or return a missed call, or if he fails to respond to a text message. She immediately begins to doubt. When was the last time he called me anyway? When was the last time he said, “I love you”?

Every moment I take time out to spend time with God in worship, I hear Him tell me He loves me. Now the question is, how do you hear God? How do you know when He’s speaking to your heart? I don’t know, but I just know when it’s Him, and those words of love are so true, so real…. I kept wondering why He would keep telling me how much He loves me, every single day, every moment I stay still to hear Him speak. That’s when the illustration I described above came to me.

God pulled all stops, He went all out to prove His love for humanity, me and you, something beyond an Indian movie dance scene, when He gave Jesus, when the cross-happened. That was the greatest stunt of love ever pulled. For God so greatly loved and dearly prized the world that He [even] gave up His only begotten (unique) Son…’ John 3:16(Amp)
But God shows and clearly proves His [own] love for us by the fact that while we were still sinners, Christ (the Messiah, the Anointed One) died for us. Romans 5:8(Amp)

Isn’t this awesome? While we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Meaning, He doesn’t love me because I’ve repented of my sins and I’ve come to Him… He doesn’t love me more than the next person because I pray and I go to church more often than I go shopping. While we were yet sinners… Unconditional love baby!

But we turn right around and ask God, do you care? Do you love me? When something little goes out of place. We doubt, when like a woman, we feel like our text message, our voice in prayer goes unanswered. But God, I went to church all through last week… why don’t you love me boo? Why wouldn’t you answer me when I call Bae?
Because of my human nature, He tells me how much He loves me daily because He wants that knowledge to become a part of my consciousness; so I can get to a place where I’ll never doubt His love, even when it feels like He’s gone silent on me, because it keeps resounding in my mind. It keeps replaying, it’s this presence in me, this presence around me, the air that I breath, the love of God…

God is love, He cant help Himself, not loving us is denying Himself of being Him. He’s got crazy love for us.
A girl in love spends time thinking about her crush… and drawing heart shapes around the name of the man of the moment, and smiling foolishly at nothing but the thoughts in her head… she daydreams of this man that moves her world…. that’s crazy and quite silly isn’t it? Well that’s what its like with God. His mind is full of us. (Psalm 8:4) He’s thinking about us always. And His thoughts aren’t angry thoughts, about how we got drunk last week and deserve to burn in hell for not giving a ride to your mean colleague when it was raining… No! His thoughts are good thoughts and not evil (Jeremiah 29:11) He is consumed with us. He’s thinking about us all the time. He’s crazy in love.

Jesus, our Bridegroom, says to us, "You have captured my heart, my treasure, my bride. You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes..." In Song of Songs 4:9 (NLT) Beloved, the Lord is passionately in love with you! Today, let your heart be set aflame by the One who thinks you are special, and who values and treasures you beyond measure. Joseph prince

You don’t have to do anything to get this extraordinary sort of love; all you have to do is accept it. He loves us with an everlasting love. And goodness, He says Nothing can separate us from this love… NOTHING! (Romans 8:38-39) and in knowing that nothing can separate us from this beautiful sort of love, we can come boldly to His presence to obtain mercy whenever we mess up.The love is there for us, and it works for us when we've accepted it and are conscious of it.
Because of His love He protects us. He neither sleeps or slumbers… imagine Him staring at you lovingly when you sleep, brushing His fingers across your cheeks. Because of His love, he surrounds us with His favor as a shield (Psalm 5:12)

And the man and his wife were both naked and were not embarrassed or ashamed in each other's presence. Genesis 2: 25
I read this quote somewhere  Don’t give too much, too soon. Make sure a person deserves all of your heart before you give it away. If they don’t appreciate your love, take it elsewhere “ Its all about the games and intrigues in human relationships. We can’t show how much we love because we may be taken for granted. Our love would be abused, so we play the coy game of hiding feelings. But not with God.  God is "vulnerable" to us. He’s stripped himself, bared himself… gone all out to show He loves us, even when we didn’t deserve it. In human relationships we’re told to hold back, don’t be all there because you’ll be seen as weak, your trust and transparency will be used against you. But not with God, He’s come before us, shown us who He is, naked in love. He pouring out His love doesn't make Him weak or less than He is, even if we don't respond to Him… Thus we should come boldly before him, unashamed, naked and bare knowing He loves us just as we are, and His love would cover all our shortcomings and perfect us.
Because He loves us… all things are working together for our good! 

Relax, everything’s going to be all right; rest, everything’s coming together; open your hearts, love is on the way! Jude 1:2(msg)
God is love… relax, love has gone ahead of you! Don’t worry, love has made the crooked path straight. As you continue to soak in on His love, walk with boldness knowing He’s gone ahead. He’s opened the doors of the desires He’s put in your heart, all you have to do is rise up in faith and walk towards it.
The truth of His love remains the truth, even when our logic and intelligence tries to tell us otherwise. John the disciple called Himself the disciple Jesus loved… walk in that consciousness, that you are the one Jesus loves. I know I’m the girl Jesus loves… and my oh my, how special it makes me feel.
Let love be imprinted in your consciousness.

You think you’re not worth it? Well that’s love for you…

Sunday, December 14, 2014

On Thanksgiving and Baby Alert...

Congrats dearest Chichi!!! I'm sorry I couldn't make your wedding, but look... I used your asoebi a day after for thanksgiving to feel like I was a part of your day. Grace and more grace in your marriage.
I love December just because... It’s such a beautiful and special month where all the frustration, challenges, Joy, laughter, fears, achievements and pain of the past months seems to melt into it and get reshaped to a joyful, peaceful and thankful end, because despite it all, you’ve been such a survivor, and nothing beats that. It’s a month that should be shaped with thanksgiving to God for His grace. Through it all, God kept you, you’re still standing, you’re still breathing, you’re still hoping… Only the living can keep hoping, so even as much as you feel like all your expectations for the year were not met, you’re breathing and you have another chance to make it work. Thank God  for His grace.

It was the end of year thanksgiving at church! I have so much to be thankful for… The year isn’t over, and my expectations are still so high, like it’s overdosed on drugs. Not like I know what it feels like to be overdosed, but I’m sure it’s such a high, probably why people keep getting sunk in it.

I’m thankful for so much more than I can say! God proved Himself to me and my family over and over again this year. And I’m so thankful for how limitless He is, I know Him in one way and just as I’m trying to get my head over this new revelation, He reveals Himself in a bigger way. Great God.
Take a minute to be thankful… There’s so much you can say thank you for even with the ‘buts’ that’s all around you. God loves you and He is faithful despite what you’ve been through, that’s a reason for a praise break!

I haven’t written here in a bit. Life has been happening, and in the midst of the happening, I have felt so drained… emotionally from all the good stuff and all the confusing stuff. You know how a sense of achievement sort of loses the physical evidence of your joy… because, just because. I just birthed my baby, I can’t wait to share her with you. This pregnancy has been carried for too long, but I let fear stop my birthing process, I’m glad I finally pushed through… and like a mother stays in bed to be rejuvenated soon after the labor of pushing out her baby, I’m on an emotional pause. I’ll share the details with you soon enough… Just a peek of what she looks like…(Still a little surreal!)

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Did You Hear The Trumpet?

A candlelight may be sufficient to read a novel, but not to navigate a car at night. 
A car's headlight may take you through many dark roads, but it can't light a stadium at night. 
Even the floodlights of the stadium may turn night to day during a match, but it's insignificant for a city.

There is a calling, there's a separation, there's a trumpet and those that know will know, those that understand will understand; those few with just a flicker of light in their hearts will be ignited; they will be empowered, they will congregate as an army and their light together will save the country.

You've wondered what that sound was, you've wondered what that light was for, you've wondered why the burden was placed - now you know! You must answer and only you know how.

Zeal Akaraiwe

There are some things you read that jumps at you, you know what it’s talking about, and same time, you ponder about it’s meaning in your heart, because as much as you know, you still don’t know, even when you’re certain it’s directed at you. 

I shared this message Zeal sent to me here, because I know there are people reading this right now who have wondered what that light within them was for, and there are people blowing up with this message… It’s a take over generation. It’s the referee’s call to get ready, the orange light preceding the green light that screams GO… and go we will, wherever He directs, because we have been equipped in various ways, all we have to do is answer!

"“You didn’t choose me, remember; I chose you, and put you in the world to bear fruit, fruit that won’t spoil..." John 15:16(Msg)

Thursday, November 20, 2014

One Night With The King...

I love to worship... It's one of my favorite times with God. It's awesome the way His presence rains down when our worship goes up.

Night Of Worship(NOW) is an initiative of Joshua Ville, the youth church of RCCG City Of David parish(my home church in Lagos). I remember the first edition a few years ago, and I'm so glad it's here to stay as it waxes stronger year by year.

It's all about spending the night with the King of kings, ministering to Him and enjoying the atmosphere of His glorious presence. This year has gospel acts like Tye Tribbet, Tasha Cobbs, Sonnie Badu, Enitan Adaba(she was on Nathaniel Bassey's 'Imela' song) and a host of others.

NOW 2014 is holding on Friday(tomorrow), the 21st day of November at the Fidelity bank open ground( along the palms/shorite road) Oba Idowu Oniru street, Lekki Lagos. Time is 9pm till dawn.
If you're in Lagos, give God this night and get lost in the cloud of His presence under an atmosphere of worship. Remember, when heaven comes down, your life never remains the same after that encounter.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Let It Go...

(I wrote the title down, and next thing I'm singing the frozen soundtrack 'Let it go'. tsk tsk tsk)
I love the picture below…
It reminds me of how God would never ask us to let go of something if He didn’t have a better plan. Sometimes, we wouldn’t see that plan in the immediate, sometimes, we would start to question and feel let down as we wait, but ultimately, He’s got a plan that’s much bigger than the pinch we wouldn’t let go of. A seed has to be let go of, sometimes it may feel it has been buried, but it is planted, for it to grow into a fruitful tree/plant.

Imagine if Jesus were alive today. Now that would be something. Crusades everyday in different countries with millions of attendees, (don’t tell me he wouldn’t need a private jet, I bet he would because of his packed schedule.) His twitter followers would hit the roof and his critics would have a field day on the social medias. They’re be instagram posts mocking some of His statements, i.e ”I am the bread of life”, we’d see memes mocking those words like yeah right, maybe your yeast got to your pride, its swollen and you’re spilling trash.

Oh, it would be such a sensation.
To have a living hope, a message, that moves the world, all the miracles and wisdom and boldness. Like what???? He would have feasts with the mafia bosses and the starlets of Hollywood and be ridiculed for it. I bet Kim Kardashian would be a guest at one of the homes He’d be invited to, and posting a controversial selfie on instagram. I sure would be putting up posts about Him on this blog, but the question is, would it be in support of or against Him? Thank God I would never know.

And then when He’s arrested? A social media campaign like no other would reign. His followers would use hashtags that would #breaktheinternet. Retweets that would crash twitter and Facebook posts and videos and songs with soaring number of views and shares
The pressure would be too much for the authority that they would have no choice but to release Him… the social media freedom fighters would celebrate the victory of setting an innocent man free. Even Buddhist, atheist and Muslims would probably fight for this great cause, he’s an innocent man, don’t trample on his rights, let him be in all his foolishness.

You see we wouldn’t see the bigger picture that His living is just a pinch in comparison to the greatness in His death and so we would hold Him tight even when God asks us to let Him go. Because He’s our hero and we cant let such a good man, one who gives us hope go so easily.

We wouldn’t see the bigger picture that His living is good, but His dying is better. Jesus as man was so limited even with all the possibilities of his abilities. Him living is Him in the world, but its us squashed amongst the millions at one of His crusades with no hope of ever getting close enough to touch Him. Him living would be us tuning into a radio program to hear one of His messages, or buying His books, no personal relationship… Him dying is us having him right here with us wherever we are. It’s us having our personal savior with enough time to listen to each and every one of us for the littlest thing. 

Him dying is me being able to talk to Him about a stubborn pimple and not worry about wasting the one second I managed to squeeze my way through to him. Him leaving the world from the cross is me having the fullness of Him, having His wisdom whispering to my heart things I would never know or understand on my own, its me not having to save money and wonder what country He would be next and flying there if I can afford it or get a visa, and getting there to sit way back because millions of people queued up and got in the hall before me. And even if I was in His presence, I’d leave not fully satisfied because I would want a more personal relationship with Him.
By letting Jesus go, we got Him living in us. We got the Holy Spirit when Jesus left. How awesome is that? He's with us all day, everyday... just being our best friend, our confidant, our counsel, our comfort and our God!

What are you holding on to? What has God gently asked you to let go of? A relationship? A job? What have you lost that makes you feel beat down and crushed? If He's speaking to you to let go, if He let you lose that thing, then it means, there's something bigger cooking up. It's just a pinch compared to the tablespoon He has in store for you. Cheer up, and keep your hope alive, be expectant!

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Through The Doorway, To The Faithful Lover...

I received the first proof for my book last week. I was going through it today and I’m not sure how I felt when I saw Dr. Myles Monroe’s name on my acknowledgement list. I have been privileged to sit under his teachings a number of times, and I have always left his presence reeling from all the truth he taught, blessed and encouraged to be better. I woke up yesterday morning with a silent scream when the death of Dr. Myles, his wife Ruth was broken. (Thankfully, the report about his daughter has been clarified)

His testimony of where God brought him from, to where I’ve seen God place him at is a glimpse of the awesomeness of God, the one who takes nothing, and makes something spectacular out of it.

Myles Monroe affected the world he came across with, and the world that came across him. His books and sermons outlive him to the generations to come. His love for his wife Ruth, was so obvious from the way he always spoke about her, and as cruel as this may sound, I’m glad they were together to the end… I can’t imagine what his son Chairo and daughter Charisa would be feeling, losing both parents. I can’t imagine the pain of the families of those who lost their lives in that crash...
But I can imagine an inch of the joy of the afterlife, for to live is Christ and to die is gain (Philippians 1:21) for every believer…

He left the world poured out… a vessel used by God to water the lives of those who came across him.
I don’t want to leave this world without planting my purpose on the earth, and watering and nurturing it to a point where it outlives me, and remains as a blessing to my children, and their children and the generations to come like Dr. Myles Monroe.

And as he quoted… “Death is just a doorway to take me to my Faithful Lover…” I’m sure he’s having a glorious blast right now.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Unforced Rhythms...

“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”mat11.28

The 'unforced rhythms of grace". Grace is so simple and uncomplicated, so easy and beautiful... that's why it's so hard to understand, because as humans, nothing makes sense if it isn't complicated. if it's easy, there's a catch and it can't be worth it, or effective. 

May our hearts be open to the beauty of God's grace, as simple as it comes, with no baggage, just love and more love and even more love.

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Biggest Loser...

Being obese never really helped anyone. There comes a time when we have to be conscious about how healthy our diet is and quit the unhealthy ways just before it gets to the place where we can’t get off the chair without huffing and puffing. That’s one of the toughest things to do… lose weight. I watched the reality show ‘biggest loser’. It was quite emotional for me, watching this extremely overweight and unattractive looking people working so hard to shed off as much weight as they could. At the end of the show, I saw beautiful people emerge from the midst of all that excess flesh. All that beauty was hidden in all that weight. 
The weight destroyed a lot of things; it took a lot of things away from them, from their freedom of movement, to self-confidence, to beauty, to identity. The weight told them they were no good, and so they kept eating, even when the weight got outrageous.
It’s never easy losing weight. You have to go beyond wanting to lose it, you have to be determined, and for a pretty good chance of success, you need someone to help you go through the process… because without that help, encouragement, and extra push, you end up being right back at the place that you were at… two big mac meals away from your next workout.

Exercise daily in God—no spiritual flabbiness, please! Workouts in the gymnasium are useful, but a disciplined life in God is far more so, making you fit both today and forever. You can count on this.  1Timothy 4:8-9(msg)
Sin gives us weight. Sin makes us obese, and just like we tell ourselves that we’re already fat, thus we might as well keep eating, sin makes us crave for more sin, and we keep adding to it because we believe we can’t shed it off. We’re already bad, we might as well keep going at it, there’s no hope in sight. God is so disappointed in us; He wouldn’t even look at us if we ask for forgiveness one more time after the last one more time we said to Him... Thus we give ourselves away to it all. Till we’re so weighed down and obese in sin, we wonder how we got so far away from God… how we got to this despicable place outside receiving and basking the father’s love. The love that has always been there, but we let our guilt chauffeur us away from it.
That’s where being the biggest loser comes in. There are loads of people looking for shows like this to help them, to lend them a helping hand…. Shed off all the weight of sin. It’ll be a tough ride, getting rid of habits and ignoring the burger when you see it, but It’ll be worth it. That’s what the Holy Spirit comes to do for us, to help us be the biggest losers. Because without Him it’s just a continuous circle of falling off and heading right back to where we started. We can't transform ourselves, we need help.

“So I say, let the Holy Spirit guide your
lives. Then you won’t be doing what your sinful nature craves.” Gal 5:16.

Get up from where you are, you can never wear God out with your cry for mercy and help to overcome sin(HIs mercies are new every morning). He is faithful, He’ll forgive you, He already forgave on that cross, and He’ll give you His Spirit to help you and take you off that addiction and overcome that weakness and overcome that temptation, and if you happen to fall again, His Spirit is there to give your spirit a conviction that God loves you all the same, and there is no condemnation for you in Christ, and you can still get up and keep walking towards the goal of your high calling.
Losing the weight and getting the ideal weight isn’t a one off thing, it is a continuous process. Say you lose all that extra weight that made people refer to you as obese, you still have to work out regularly and be on a healthy diet to maintain it, because if you relax, you’re bound to fall prey to all the greasy food that will get you gaining again… same way it is with sin. Work out your salvation regularly to keep fit by carrying a consciousness of who you are in Christ, how much He loves you and what the cross has done for you. If you loose consciousness that you are the righteousness of God in Christ, then a little lie here, a little lie there, a little cheating there is all it’ll take to get you beating yourself in self-condemnation and gaining again, with a high chance of your sin consciousness taking you right outside of the cover of this gracious grace.
“I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God” (Philippians 3:14). Keep pressing towards the mark. If you fall off the wagon, get right back up.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Weather for Two...

Sometimes when it rains, it pours. We’re stuck where we’re at because the weather isn’t people friendly outside, it gets so cold, especially if you get soaked right before you get shelter of some sort. It's also frustrating, especially if you've had your day planned out already. That’s when we see (Nigeria) twitter try to make the best of the situation by going agog with tweets of  ‘weather for two’.
It’s the perfect weather to cuddle up in bed and just chill. Wait out the rain, and just get as comfortable as you can indoors till it reduces to a drizzle and then stops.

When your life feels like its going through a storm, its raining cats and dogs with bills and discouragements, failures, delays, loss of a loved one and sicknesses… that’s the perfect time to forget what’s happening outside and know that it’s the perfect weather for two…You and God.
Let the rain keep you inside, cuddled up in God your comfort, getting warm in His promises and the goodness of who He is, His strength and the arm of His love sustaining you and upholding you. Get so engrossed in the scent of His warmth, keep occupied with His comforting presence and the words of hope in the bible, and by the time you look up, you’ll realize the storm is over, and as horrible as it was, you came out of it protected, unhurt and comforted with renewed strength.

“If you’ll hold on to me for dear life,” says God,
“I’ll get you out of any trouble.
I’ll give you the best of care
if you’ll only get to know and trust me.
Call me and I’ll answer, be at your side in bad times;
I’ll rescue you, then throw you a party.
I’ll give you a long life,
give you a long drink of salvation!”
Psalm 91:14-16(MSG)

Is it raining in your life? Perfect weather for two… get cuddled up.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

On Spring, Winter, Hope and Deceit...

Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.
C.S Lewis, Chronicles of Narnia.

Winter is gone. The flowers are blooming. Its obviously spring, the wonderful passage to sweet sunny summer. Undeniably spring, because of the great splash of color everywhere, from the roadside flowers to the shop display windows, a burst of joy, away from the darkness and gloom of winter. The daylight stays up till late in the night savoring the new season. The shops are selling the floral dresses, the tank tops, bikinis and short shorts. But in all these, the weather remains arctic; there’s the cold, the heaters are on, and hot tea is in demand. It’s May, but the weather tries to trick you to think its January or December. But for the obvious signs of spring around, you would be deceived.
Beautiful flowers blossoming, reassuring that it really is spring, even if winter wouldn't let go easily.

It was spring, but I still went about in winter coats most of the days. No, it wasn’t the African in me reacting to a little cold in London. I had to double check to make sure I didn’t look silly holding a winter coat in spring, everyone went around with heavy coats. It got so cold on some days that everyone dressed in layers and heavy coats and boots. There was a headline on itv saying, ‘Spring turns to winter as snow falls in London.’ But that didn’t mean it wasn’t still spring. You don’t call the new season by the old because of a trace of the old. You still persevere as the new life is being birthed… 

I almost got sucked into the deceit of the weather. I found myself buying more warm clothes because the trace of the old season remained in the new. It took a conscious effort to make myself buy the light clothes the shops put on display. It didn’t feel right, seeing all the brightness, and the flowers splashed around, while still wrapped up in layers and holding a cup of hot tea/hot chocolate to warm myself up, knowing I was in spring. 

Sometimes, we step into the new and everything screams new, but there’s that whiff of the old still lurking around and causing us, and those around us to doubt our transition. Does that mean you keep buying winter gears because spring feels like winter? No! You don’t, because suddenly it’ll be all-warm and you wouldn’t have anything suitable to wear. I had bought the hideous, but really cozy and warm onesies because it was cold as much as it was spring, it was my in-house comfort clothing until one day, suddenly, it was so hot, and the onesie was a pain, and I had the ac on full blast… and I had need for light lounge wears and pajama sets. Finally, spring that felt like spring. 
Dreadful onesies, socks, hot chocolates and heaters... On a cold cold winter like spring night.

I went out and the sun caused me to feel faint… now that’s what we’re talking about. Its spring baybayyyy!
Don’t drop your expectation and be unprepared for your new season because it feels like the old is still coming over for dinner ever so often. I was able to catch myself midway and start buying light clothes and night wears because I realized that as much as it felt like winter, I had to make room for spring, for the new that was promised and surely was.
Yayyy! Sun and light clothes... Spring began to not just look like spring alone, but feel like spring as well!

When my mum was ill, at the peak of it all, when the shadow of death hung out with us, I got a clear word from God that she would be fine, nothing was wrong with her. I wondered if it was my mind telling me what it wanted to hear, but my sister heard the same thing… nothing is wrong with her. Now with that assurance, I had confidence… and the confidence increased when we saw her improve and saw the various miracles from God. We had entered a new season of recovery. Then suddenly, the same symptoms started manifesting again, right in the middle of her recovery. Wasn’t it supposed to be a season of healing? A season of the new? Fear set in, I almost started stocking up on winter gears again because spring showed symptoms of winter. It was in this circumstance that the winter spring illustration came to me, and I was encouraged. I didn’t dwell too much on what was, I didn’t want to keep praying for healing (buying warm clothing), rather, I was thankful for recovery, for the new (shopping for spring/summer), and here we are today, walking in the truth of the season… she is healed, nothing is wrong with her. Thank God!

How ready are you to accommodate your new season? Break forth!!! Make room!!! Don’t sit languishing in the mirage of the old because your faith is too small. Prepare! Sing, rejoice, can’t you see the flowers? Haven’t you noticed how long the light stays up? Haven’t you seen the shops stocked up with colors, a far cry from the gloom of winter? Break free from the limitations of the old season and boldly step into the new… if its cold, wear a cardigan, say a prayer for strength to overcome the traces of the old, so you’ll be ready when suddenly it disappears and the heat comes on.

You can’t say a woman isn’t pregnant just because her stomach is still flat. She’s entered into her pregnant season, but she still looks like a woman who isn’t pregnant, but within a few months, you would see her stomach protrude. In all that time, she begins to prepare for the new season, buying the new outfits, changing her diet and taking things easy because of what is to come... because she knows, even if it hasn't begun to show.

Sing, O childless woman,
you who have never given birth!
Break into loud and joyful song, O Jerusalem,
you who have never been in labor.
For the desolate woman now has more children
than the woman who lives with her husband,”
says the lord.
“Enlarge your house; build an addition.
Spread out your home, and spare no expense!
For you will soon be bursting at the seams….”
 Isaiah 54:1-3   

 It may still look like winter even after words of prophecies have been spoken over you... but don't be deceived into discouragement and loosing your faith, believe and prepare for your spring!
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