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The unknown yoke EPISODE 5

I watched as her lips danced on…
The short, curly strands of hair at the
sides of her face looked beautiful as
thin streams of sweat cascaded down
her face.
“These are incisions” she said, softly
and I smiled
“As if I knew” I said in my heart
I held her back and patted her.
“It’s going to be alright my dear sister.
It takes the revelation of the problem to
proffer solutions to it. Since God has
shown us what it is, then we already
know the battle we are fighting” I
explained.
I had been a victim of incisions and I
knew just how to face it.
It’s nothing but through God’s divine
power.
Before I gave my life to Jesus, I had a
disease called epilepsy and this had
really caused me many valuables plus
disgrace in the public place.
I remembered when I was still at the
college when a guy who had been a
very close friend proposed to me
jokingly and while we smiled over it, he
had pushed me with the tip of a finger
and the disgrace came again!
I started gasping
I fell to the ground with a thud!
I started foaming
Because of this experience, Amos, my
very good friend deserted me.
I lost my family, I lost Amos my bosom
friend, I was really being stigmatized
and I was almost giving up.
Then, one day, my mother called me
suddenly, asked me to get into her
‘cabu-cabu’ car and off she drove me to
one mud house in her village.

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I thought it was a joke until I was given
something greenish to drink and before
I knew it, I was asleep.
By the time I woke up, it was so brutal,
what had happened to me.
My long, dark hair was gone- my head
was scraped clean!
My hands peppered from the cuts of
incisions- 21 on my right hand, 21 on
the left hand, 14 on my forehead, and
14 behind my neck.
I couldn’t weep that day as I felt the
frustration that my mum felt that could
have made her do such to me.
She apologized as she wept that she just
had to save me from the disease that
ravaged me then.
And it worked!
…or it looked like it worked!
Until five months later when the
problem returned with full force.
If the ailment lasted for 22 hours before
the ‘traditional operation’ was carried
on me, it increased to about 50 hours.
That was when I realized that it is only
when God gives gift to a man that he
adds no sorrow to it.
The devil gives you a single thing then
he takes about an hundred things from
you in return!
I met Jesus when I attended a crusade
and I gave my life to Jesus.
“Mrs. Olowo, I can relate to what you
are going through as well. Check my
body well and you would see quite a
number of incisions in there.” I started
Her eyes widened
“Really! Even doctors believe in
traditional powers?” she asked so
surprised
I smiled
“Well, I got the incisions before I gave
my life to Jesus and I really did regret
it” I said, surveying her face for her
reaction
“You regret it? Isn’t it supposed to be
the reason why you are still hale and
hearty? Isn’t it why your work is going
on well with no issue?” she spoke on
naively, looking at me as if I was the
weird one
“But what about you? Are the incisions
working for you? If they are, why are
you finding it difficult to do certain
things? Why?” I asked and her
enthusiasm died a bit
“Well…” she said and observed a very
long pause
“The truth is this my dear sister, the
devil gives no man anything good” I
said firmly and she shook her head
“Of course I know. But I am alive only
because I am well secured and safe
through the powers imputed in me. If
not for the incisions and all, my case
would have been a no no!” She
explained, so sure of her conviction.
I shook my head
Oh what blindness!
“So, what of Jesus? Where is the power
he promised? Is he not able to save or
deliver? Is that what you are saying?
That Jesus is powerless?” I bombarded
her with the seemingly millions of
questions
She gripped my arm suddenly and
squeezed it
“I didn’t say that” she said
“So, what were you saying? Explain in
clear terms” I so hated it when my Lord
and Savior is being underrated by
anyone because He had so done
marvelous things for me.
“You had incisions too. Why?” she
asked, pouting her mouth in argument
I cleared my throat
I was ready to fight this to the end
God’s name must be glorified
“It was because of Epilepsy”
She smiled
“And it did stop after the traditional
intervention, didn’t it?” she smiled as if
she had won the case.
I was interested in the point she was
driving at so, I nodded
“Oh yes, it did stop!” I said and she
smiled widely, clapping her hands
together
“God isn’t as strict as we have painted
him to be. In fact, the Bible says,
heaven helps those who help
themselves…”
Misquote of the scriptures, oh God!

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“My doctor, God seems slow sometimes.
Where you expect him to act, he
wouldn’t act but when you do not
expect him to act, that’s when he would
act. So, we have to consult the gods
while still worshipping God because
they are just like messengers to him”
she killed it all.
My heart burnt within me.
We had fed this woman with these
gibberish she had been vomiting oh
God!
God, your daughter needs real
refurbishing!
“Mrs. Olowo, I beg your pardon but
your perspective about God is so wrong!
One, no Bible says heaven helps those
who help themselves, it had just been
adopted for use by many people trying
to avert the right spiritual course they
are supposed to take. Two, God isn’t
slow! Mrs. Olowo, He is merciful! He
loves! He cares! He might appear slow
but no, God’s time isn’t Ours’ and His’
is always the best time. If you trust him
wholly, forget sister, He is never too
late!”
I just couldn’t say much.
My heart panted so hard.
“So, how did he not save you when you
fell into your fits of epilepsy?
Why was it that some incisions on parts
of your body, done in the names of the
gods healed you? Why?”
“I didn’t complete the statement the
other time ma’am. The epilepsy stopped
when I was taken to the traditionalist
but it didn’t last! The devil never gives
something that would last! The problem
I had was epilepsy and by the time in
came back after about 3 months later, it
added real convulsion, rheumatism,
blood vomiting and many more” I
explained and she looked disgusted
“God of mercy!” she exclaimed, holding
her chest firmly.
I was happy that that one hit her with a
bang.
“But it took just a touch of His garment,
the touch of faith and Jesus took them
all away”
“Hmmm…but what happened to the
incisions on your body?” she asked and
I smiled as I relived it all.
After Jesus had healed me and I had
become born again, I started having
series of dreams, different masquerades
pursuing me in the dream, different
masked guys sleeping with me in turns;
I saw myself carrying white calabash on
my head and my body covered in
white!
It was a scary thing!
I did wake up every day then with a
start, panting, sweating and very
scared.
I was so confused
Was this how it would feel at first after
giving one’s life to Jesus?
“After months of tormenting dreams, I
spoke out to my pastor who quickly sent
for two deliverance ministers after
listening to my story. They set to pray
for me and see me vomiting different
substances. The greenish thing I was
made to drink at that time, I vomited
too, a ring was vomited too and it was
really a tug of war as everything done
against me through those incisions were
nullified and destroyed.”
“So, there are specially meaning
attached to incisions?” she asked and I
nodded
“You are right ma’am”
She gasped
“Do I also need deliverance?” she asked
“Yes you definitely need one. But you
definitely need a man of God who has
really been called of God because if a
fake one lays his hand on you, it’s as
good as proclaiming death sentence on
you.” I said and she nodded
“Would you get me a pastor?”
“Yes. I would bring him tomorrow”
“That would be so nice of you.”
“You are welcome”
“Thank you for talking to me like this o.
I am so grateful”
I smiled as I looked into her face.
I was supposed to have peace that her
victory was near but no!
I felt as if I had not been able to even
get to the root of the problem.
What else is the issue oh Lord?
I held her hand to pray with her and an
electric current surged through my
veins.
She smiled at me
…and I reciprocated in a very weird
way ever!
“I will see you later. Let me go and
attend to the other patients”

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Author: Oyebola Lizzy Oyekunle

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The unknown yoke Episode -1

You are ten weeks pregnant!
I fixed my eyes at the newly transferred
gynecologist in our local clinic-
Nasarawa General Hospital and my
eyes dilated the more at the words that
had just fallen off her mouth.
“Pregnant?” I asked again and she
smiled, her well-arranged set of teeth
shining at me gladly.
What was so funny about the news?
Exactly what was the cause of her
smile?

“Pregnant?” I asked again, my lips
shivering in naked disbelief and fear
The doctor’s smile vanished as she stood
up and sat on the table before me.
“Is anything the problem madam?” she
asked gently and I could only gaze at
her
Everything was the problem!
Everything as a whole!
I stood up abruptly thus causing the
doctor’s hands to fall off my shoulders.
“Bye” I whispered as I pulled the door
handle
“Hey…Mrs…Mrs…” the doctor tried to
call me back.
I heard her footsteps, then the flipping
of the case note I presumed and the call
of my name confirmed my guesses.
“Mrs. Olowo!” she called but I had
banged the door behind me.
That was my name!
Olowo!

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In Yoruba, Olowo means a very affluent
and well-to-do person but I was the
opposite!
Totally opposite!
Affluence?…that was far from reality!
Well to do? …that was a no go area!
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I got married to Adejare sixteen years
ago amidst very great opposition.
I had met him in the University of
Ibadan where we both attended and
while he was the Class representative of
our class, I was the assistant class rep.
I was popular for my really high IQ,
beauty and humility and many guys
really wanted my hand in marriage by
the time we were graduating.

Adejare was my best friend so I
notified him of the many advances
from different guys and he had proven
to be a good friend that had seasoned
words to offer me when necessary.
Adejare knew everything about me
except my family background…I told
him nothing about it!
I didn’t tell him about the fact that my
parents separated few months after I
was born into the world;
I didn’t tell him that eventually at age
five, both of my parents while on their
way to the house of a pastor who sought
their reconciliation were involved in a
fatal accident and I became an orphan;
I didn’t tell him that I grew up in an
orphanage home;
I didn’t tell him that getting into the
university was due to the fact that I
passed the WAEC examination with
distinction and emerged in the third
position in Oyo State thereby winning a
scholarship which covered my tuition
only;
I didn’t tell him that while in school, my
feeding formula was always 0-1-0 and
the only 1 there would be the rich dish
of “Garrium sulphate’’ as we did call
Garri in school. The addition of
Kulikuli, sugar, milk, and groundnut or
eja dindin- fried fish always made the
difference though!
I didn’t tell him anything about my
past.

I loved Adejare as my friend and never
did I wanted him to know this about
me.
I feared that he might forsake me when
he realized that the beautiful shirts and
skirts I wore to classes were the
donations of churches, individuals and
missionaries to the orphanage home
where I was raised!
He was nothing but the son of a well to
do man…even his physique said so
much!
His shoes were majorly Italian!
His watches were always real gold-
laced!
He even got me a very beautiful pair of
YXL shoes and purse for my 2
But how long could I hold the secret
back when eventually while serving in
the same state- Nasarawa, he proposed
to me!
And I could not say no…
…’cos I loved him too!

But it was a real tug of war when after
researching about me; his parents said
it was not going to be possible!
“You can never marry someone
unfortunate!” Mummy Adejare blurted
out immediately I finished my sad tale
“She isn’t unfortunate!” Adejare
retorted, his eyes turning red
“You said she isn’t unfortunate son?
How can someone’s parents be
separated barely few months after the
person’s birth? How?” Daddy Adejare
asked, mockingly
“Oh oh! And I wonder why both parents
would die same day when they had both
determined to reconcile. I mean on the
way to reconciliation fa!” Mummy
Adejare exclaimed

“Things really do happen folks!”
Adejare spat out again, obviously
infuriated
“Not so spontaneously like that son!”
Dad Adejare shouted too, banging the
table loudly that my heart shattered
into smaller pieces
“Did she kill her parents? Did she cause
their separation? What is her fault?”
Adejare shouted back, banging the table
too in annoyance.
“This is the first time you are looking
your dad up in the face. Isn’t that an
indication that this girl isn’t any
ordinary?” Mummy Adejare said and
my already inflated heart burst out
suddenly and as much as I tried to hold
in my tears, they flowed as I shook with
much violence.

“Daddy, I really don’t believe you could
also be against love. You taught me
about love. You told me that love is real
and that you would support whoever I
love. Is this the support dad? Is this…”
Adejare cried on, his chest rising and
falling as he spoke.
“Definitely, it can’t be someone this ill-
fated! It can’t be someone without
future, without bearing!” he almost
screamed and my already shattered
heart was grounded into powder!
I let out a painful shriek and ran to the
door.
Adejare followed me
“If you follow that girl out of that door,
I will disown you!” I heard Daddy
Adejare say and I sprawled out of the
room.

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“You can do your worst dad! Do it!” He
shouted back as he banged the door
behind him.
I turned back to look at him but he was
not approachable- he looked really
fierce!
“Please, go inside” I said in a shaky
voice
“No” he replied as he pulled my hands
and we walked towards the car.
“Please don’t let’s do this. I will never
be a party to enmity between a father
and his son. Please go inside.” I
repeated when he suddenly threw my
hands away
“Who are you for exactly? Tell me. Who
do you love? My dad or me?” he
screamed at me and I shuddered.
What had happened to him?
He had always told me that he was the
father’s pet but what happened today?
Was he disappointed that his dad could
disgrace him that way?
“I love you but…” I was saying when he
covered my mouth tightly.
“No but! Leave it that way. We can do it
without them. Okay?” he asked in a
raised voice and I could only nod
As he opened the door for me to enter,
the front door of the duplex mansion
opened and the dad, walking in a fast
motion walked out of it.
“You are not taking that car out of this
house. That is my property” he said
firmly and my heart dropped.
I looked at Adejare and he blinked so
hard as he fought his tears.
“I will leave everything for you” he
said, retorting and the father collected
the car key from him.

As he walked towards the gate, he kept
on pressing his phone as if sending a
message and he signaled that I followed
him.
I genuflected before the parents as they
gazed at me like shit!
I was confused as to what to do?
Was I supposed to support Adejare for
standing by me in times like this?
Was I to stay with the parents and tell
them not to mind Adejare for being
egoistic, telling them that that was his
personality?
Exactly what should I do?
As he flagged down a taxi, he let out a
very bloodcurdling shriek which made
me to run towards him with so much
speed that my shoes fell off.
He fell to the ground.
Oluwa o!
The devil is a liar!
I started panting heavily
“Ade mi, what happened? Please talk to
me” I asked as I supported his back with
my hands

“He has killed me!” he exclaimed,
widening his eyes in pain
“Who?” I asked so surprised
“This man I called father as killed me o!
He has frozen all my accounts! No
money anywhere. Ah!!” he slapped the
floor many times as he pursed his lips
in regret.
I checked the phone he was holding and
I saw Mike’s (His friend) message.
Adejare had sent him a text to make
withdrawal for him immediately he
realized that his father meant the
business of disowning him but before
Mike who was a banker could do so, the
highest powers had connived and there
was a painful deal!
I shook my head
“Ade mi, you have to return home. If
they agree, better. If they don’t agree
eventually, that means we were never
meant to be together.” I tried saying
What was happening had really sapped
my strength.

“I don’t like pessimists! When did you
become one? Exactly when Ogo? We can
scale through this together! We can!” he
said as he dusted his shirt and we were
set to go
“But we can’t get married without their
blessings. We really can’t Ade mi” I
tried to say so he could reason with me
but he didn’t seem to at all
“Who said so? No need of their curses
in disguise which they surnamed
blessing. Let’s go” he said as he pulled
me away while my heart grew hot with
uncertainty.
Was there any glimpse of hope at all?
None of his father’s friends took us in
that night- they were working based on
instruction was what they kept telling
us.
It was both embarrassing and painful.
We left for Lalupon, a neighboring
town in Oyo state and we lodged at a
motel overnight.
We didn’t speak to each other
The silence between us that day was
huge.

It felt really weird and I wanted us to
just end the relationship!
This was not the man I knew!
What was happening to him?
Was he now seeing me as a real
stumbling block?
He occasionally patted me and squeezed
my shoulders in a bid to comfort me
but I knew it was not going to last.
I woke up to his sobs in the middle of
the night and I could only clutch at my
pillow and weep too.
If he was full of regrets and all, he
should go back and apologize.
He really should!

“We can wait till their hearts become
touched. Apologize. I will wait for you.
Thank God we are still young” I
muttered silently and he shook his
head.
I saw the outlines through the faint
illuminations from the candlelight
“I know these people more than you!
Once they have said no, nothing or
nobody out there can change it! They
did it for Adejide too when he refused
to study Medicine and chose Fine Arts
and he is actually flourishing now in
Kent’s. I will flourish too!” he said with
such finality that I was so certain that
his choleric part had taken the most of
him.
I probably would have to go to his
parents’ house tomorrow to tell them I
would leave their son ooo
I can’t bear this for long!
I really can’t!

Author: Oyebola Lizzy Oyekunle

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Daily Prompt: Retreat

 

IT IS TIME TO LOOK BACK

It has been a really busy year for me.

Looking back from the beginning of this year i realize i started the year excited, hopeful, expecting, anticipating and all. As January ended my i was discouraged and down as things did not work out as i expected it to work out.Then came February, March and June and things started working out well and even better than expected. In those few months i thought….

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RETREAT

Hey 🙂 life is good when you’re with God cause he got your back. Then came July the long awaited  month, lol … this was the month i was going to go for service FINALLY, though the excitement had long waned i still had to go so i went

The camping experience was wonderful and i enjoyed it, but it was soon over before i blinked my eyes and i was posted to my place of primary assignment. With each passing day i learnt a new thing, my wisdom boat expanded and the pains and troubles i encountered only stayed to re-shape and mold me re-branding me into a STRONGER individual.

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HAVING FUN WITH FRIENDS

In the few months past i met great minds that contributed to my development and i am for ever grateful to them. No matter how little their contribution maybe  i am grateful.

In all i am grateful to God for his love and presence, though sometimes it felt distance but i know in those moment of silence he was teaching me to learn to listen to him no matter how crowded my head or environment was. It was your arms that shielded me from the devourer and his armies.

via Daily Prompt: Retreat

Sitting now to recount how my year has been so for, i have come to know that within this past one year i have grown a great deal. I have added years and knowledge that i couldn’t acquire in 4 years . I have learnt new things and today i stand tall to say i am wiser and more knowledgeable than i have been  in all my years since i reached the age of accountability.

 

A day in my life- Recounting the day.

It was a beautiful day to live, with all my plan for the day I knew it was going to be busy all through and I’ll  need all the strength  I can, to go through the  day.
Sit tight  and grab a coffee ☕🍟 or hot soup 🍲 cause you have a long read today. 🙂

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I woke up, had my quite time  and later joined my family for devotion  which was really great. Since I was the young lady around  I had to prepare breakfast for everyone,  I did this with joy though  my worries were silently tugging  my  stomach.  I have an interview  today and my phone is completely  down, today of all days PHCN thought it wise to take  the light  :?😐 I didn’t think  of it cause I didn’t want to get destabilized  before my big day so I was positive 👍 that the light would come on before  I live home but no it didn’t work out so I left  home.

Since  today was a significant day in my life I tried to stay positive  so I didn’t fret, I went to a friends place who has a cafe and powered up my phone 😆😅. So now I got one major problem solved.

I also had to register for the NYSC online  since  yesterday  was a total  waste after spending almost my whole day  trying to register all to no avail. Hmmm yeah I was determined  to kill two birds with one stone. I didn’t want to go back home unhappy cause I couldn’t  register  so I waited  till I finally  registered  though  I couldn’t  finish immediately, I rushed  for my interview.

And here’s where it gets intresting. …
Rushing  to plaza  to take a Keke down to IBB – Ibrahim  Babangida Avenue  the tricycle  men told me I wouldn’t  get one there so I should enter another going close then drop and take another. …I told them I was going to get one so they mocked and laughed at me…not up to two minutes  I saw  one. E huh I was happy. . So I told one of the tricycle guy who said I wasn’t going to get any. Hey see I saw one :D:D:D he looked at me and said yeah go.

*I’ve heard  people who encountered fraudsters before but never  have  I encountered  one.*

Sitting quitely  there was this other  guy who was there and was making  a call or rather  acted like he was making  a call, all of a sudden  he stopped  and asked where St. LUKE’S  Hospital  was. Suprisingly we were going  to the opposite direction  so I told him  he had to go back. So he insisted on stopping  after he stopped  he brought out a foreign currency  and wanted to pay the Keke man but later discovered and brought out #500  Note  then said he was a stranger  in town. He then asked if it was still #800 that would be charged if he charted  a Keke to his destination. Then I knew he’d been cheated  someway so I asked him where he was coming from,  he said from the park and he was charged  that amount to get to Plaza.

On hearing this I took pity on him and advised him not to act as a stranger so people won’t exploit  him. ** By the way the Keke man didn’t collect  his money  I thought that was the kindest thing to do for a stranger. ** so Mr stranger  started walking off then the the scene started ___ This Keke guy  started talking he  drove towards Mr S. and asked him if he would be patient he could take him to his destination after he’s dropped  me off, Mr S. Agreed  so he hopped  into the Keke and we started our journey.

As the man drove  he later took a road he shouldn’t have taken  since he had to drop  me off so I brought it to his attention and  he said ohhh sorry about that I forgot  but don’t worry I’ll  take  you through the other route ( then I didn’t smell anyhing fishy ) next I here Mr S complaing and saying we, I and the driver were conving to cheat him/Decieve  him/ Exploit  him *imagine that * so to calm him I tried to explain to him what was going on and that he shouldn’t worry  cause he was in good hands. * in my church  mind*

Then The driver told me in my language to ask him where he was from and what was he doing  here in our country ** this driver  knew how to speak English quite well cause we spoke English before  I entered his Keke  and after ** So thinking  and asking myself why this driver couldn’t ask him himself  to satisfy my curiosity  I asked  Mr S. Mr S said he  was from Burkina Faso  but his mother was from Guatemala  …so so so but he came to sell Goods in our country  at the trade fair….*I never heard of any trade fair recently ** So the driver  asked me to ask him what kind of goods he sells and what  he  would  do if “we” brought customers for him??? I took note of the drivers  personalization  of (we)but still asked Mr S.

so Mr S. Responded and told us of his goods and said if we brought customers for him he would give us  shoes, gold etc not like I was interested in all this but I knew things at the trade fair would be cheap  so I asked him for his  number or card so I could  reach him and request for supplies  if need be but he didn’t have any ** he said his cards finished  yesterday *lie* I noticed  what he was doing he had a phone but he didn’t have a number **😦😮**  He began to tell us a story about a lady who cheated him and asked us if we were going to do the same.

All this while I just wanted to get to my destination  in time for my appointment.  So he said he had his goods somewhere and it happened to be close to my destination  so he told the driver to park * *did I tell you he gave the driver a watch to encourage him to bring customers **  Far off since the police where guiding there goods  *he said other people too where here from his home country for the trade fair**

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All of a sudden I sensed their deceit  I put one and two together.  So I told the driver not to park he should get me to my destination then he could come back and strike a deal with Mr. S. Now Mr S. Got angry  he started acting weird  so he said he would know if we were Christians if he we got his question correctly. He asked what God used to create  the flesh  * even a little  child  of 4 from a Christian  home would know that** So with digust  we both chorused the answer  -clay.

Next he did the weirdest thing by putting  his hand  in his pocket and brought  out  clay * so he says but I saw nothing  in his hand**   he said the sand was from his home country he showed it to the driver and I ( I saw nothing  though) then he picked up sand from the Keke and acted like he mixed two things together  and touched the back of his hand  the Keke man’s  hand and brought  it to touch mine so I shouted at him to stop this act and asked him  if he must do all that before he trust anyone .

So here I was with a weird Keke man and a stranger  who I now realize are partners 🙊 So he said I shouldn’t step my leg on the ground if not… I didn’t wait to hear the rest so I turned and told him he didn’t know whom he was dealing with. That I am the daughter of the King and he can’t mess around with me so he shouldn’t waste  his time so he got angry and said things I didn’t bother waiting to listen to cause I crossed the road and walked in for my  interview.

It was a day that should have gone worst  than I could imagine  but God’s Grace was sufficient  for me and all the hitches didn’t dull my sparkle cause I came out happy fulfilled  and wondered why I was ever worried  to start with.
In all it was a GRACEFULL day 🙌🙌👐

Hey I know you’ve had one GRACEFUL day or one you thought wouldn’t  end well but turned out better than you expectated … I’d  appreciate it if you share  it in the Comment  box.

Grace  my day with you wonderful comments  😆😆

A GREAT 2016 FOR YOU

So here is a song in yoruba language one of the major languages in Nigeria, it is my prayer and desire for you and your family for the year 2016.
This song has been sung by people of old so. I did not compose it myself enjoy and be blessed.

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Odun yi a tu ra
This year will be comforting
Ko ni le ko ko mo mi
It won’t be hard on me
Ohun ti mo da’wole
What I lay my hands on
A yori
Will be successful
Ohun ti mo bere
What I asked for
L’ oluwa yio se  e e
The Lord will do
Odun yi a tu ra
This year will be comforting
Ko ni le ko ko no mi
It won’t be hard on me

Odun n’lo so pin o
This year is coming to an end
Baba rere
Good God
Baba maa so wa  o
Oh Lord guide us
T’omo t’omo
And our children
Ohun ti o pa was me kun o
Sorrow and sadness
L’odun titun
In the new year
Ma je  ko se le si wa
Will not be our portion
Baba re re
Good God

Ma je nkawo leri sokun
May i not weep
Ma je ndaso afo bora
May I not morn
Ogun roju je  roju mu
Struggle and lack
Ma ma je o jeti me
may it not be my portion I pray thee
Alafia pipe ni mo fe fe Tami lore
Perfect peace I desire
Je  n’rina je  n’rilo
I pray for abundance
Baba wa semi logo
Lord shower your Glory on me

Ma je ntawo na
May I not lack
Ma je ntaakara l’odun ti tun
May I not wonder
Da abo olorun mi da abo
My Lord here my plea
Ma ma je kan fire temi sa’pile
My blessing will not be taken away
L’odun ti run
In the new year
Ma ma jekono mi ja safo lodore
May my prayers to you not be in vain.

Baba Elerunyin wa su refun wa
Great one bless us greatly
Ani ka ro na gbegba l’odun to wole
May we make head way in the coming year
Tuwon ninu oluwa tuwon ninu
Oh Lord comfort them Lord comfort them
Aganti ko romo gbe pon tuwon ninu Oluwa
The barren ones Lord comfort
Re won le kun Oluwa lekun
Wipe their tears, oh lord wipe their tears
Awon  to dabi Hannah re won lekun Oluwa
Those like Hannah wipe their tears

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Ododun lan ro’rogbo
Crops are seasonal
Ododun lan ra’wusa
Crops are seasonal
Kodun ko San wa s’owo
The new year will bring fruitfulness
Kari ba tise kodun yabo
Ka r’ona gbe gba
May we make head way and be fruitful in the new year
Ani k’ama loro je  ani k’ama toro mu
May we not beg to eat or drink
K’ama La kisi keyin aso Baba gbo ti wa
May we not wear rags dear Lord
K’ama se rogun ejo
May we not get into trouble.
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Baba was segun aisan
Deliver us from sickness
Ogun asedana ogun akwaba ba wa se
May we not labour in vain
Abo re to daju la was nfe L’odun to wole
We desire your divine protection in the new year
Ohun rere to ye wa Baba ti se wa l’ogo
Lord bless us with the good things we desire.
Happy new year friends.

Princessofcreation1

Align yourself to God’s purpose.

Waking up this beautiful Sunday morning I thanked God for it and was glad to take on the day’s activities. I hurried to prepare food so my family would eat when they come back from church and all of a sudden i felt the urge to stay back after everyone had left for church. I struggled with the urge and told myself maybe i should go late instead of staying back completely.

I guess the devil was listening,  so I overcomed my feelings and hurried out the door to Church.
Normally I hate being the last person to leave  the house so i don’t lock the doors, ( i don’t know why but i hate locking doors- I find it tiring ) but unfortunately i was the last to leave the house.

In my hurry i locked all the doors inside and the last door which was the front door was left.

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After i had locked the door i tried to pull the key out i couldn’t pull it out
( FYI : I pulled the key out from inside the house and brought it out to lock the door ) i tried doing that for over ten minutes but i couldn’t pull this key from the door and I told myself that this was the devil’s strategy of delaying me. I ran to my cousins house and asked him to come help me with the door and he looked at me and said do you think i have the strength to get the key out? I told him i don’t think it needs strength.

Coming over the house he just turned the key and within a few seconds pulled it out. I was amazed and asked him how he did it, he told me the key just needs to lie flat. I struggled cause i made  the key to lie straight thinking i  was right and  I struggled with it for so
long.

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Look again don’t you think you’re putting the key wrongly? I know that’s how you see others put it, yes that’s how you use to put it before and the door opens up for you. Now that isn’t working it’s time for you to try a new method, a new and perfect way this way is Jesus. Other means had worked for you before, all this while the right and best means laid still waiting for you to come through it but you preferred the short cut.

Struggling with God’s methods would get you no where align your life to his  purpose and the your doors would open smoothly.

The best solution is to ask He has given us an open check all you need to do is to write what you need. He is willing to guide you through life’s journey, through the pain, loss etc. No luxury is promised but his ever abiding presence guiding you every where and at the  end of the day a Hope of everlasting life ( eternal life ) all you need to do is let him help you and see how  perfect your life would  be,  don’t get glued to your opinions thinking they’re the best open up to him and you’ll be surprised at the out come.

Have a great week God bless you.

@ princessofcreation1

He loves you to the moon and beyond the earth.

As a young girl who loves her independence, but still living under her parent I expect and believe my parents should know what I want, when I want it and how much it should be. I failed to understand that yeah they’re my parents but they’ve got other thinks to think about and if I need anything I must ask before they know what I want.

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“But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, then; you are of more value than many sparrows.” – Matt 10 : 30 -31.

Living on earth we definitely encounter issues that’ll sway us, making us wonder if God is really there for us, if he even exist at all. We look around us and ask the question WHY? But it seems like no one is out there listening.

The word of God is our reassuring hope, which reminds of the heavenly father that Care’s for us and knows our needs no matter how personal it is. Unlike our earthly parents and relation. He knows when we need them and what time our needs and want would be useful to us. He cares for us that’s why he shows it in all the plan he’s got for us.

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How beautiful they look! 🙂

You ask me, how do you know he cares? I know cause if I had an only child and I loved that child so so much I wouldn’t kill him for anyone’s sake no matter how special. God did otherwise, he sent his only “Begotten” Son Jesus Christ cause you are special to him. This son came and was  beaten and wounded  by us humans. Meanwhile his coming was to save us, we pierced him, spat on him, tore his precious cloth ( I wonder how much his garment worth for them to share it among themselves – just thinking ) eh eh we made a mess of one’s only son whom he loved. How terrible!!!

Yet still he loved us more. He’s ready to give us all we ask and all we want but we refuse to acknowledge him, we keep nailing his son back at the cross, spitting on him, and denying his power by our actions, our words, our thoughts etc. And he’s pleading silently and fervently come to me and I’ll take those worries and fear away.

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Don’t ignore that voice come to Jesus and be saved. All will be well.

  🙂  🙂  🙂

@ princessofcreation1