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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.

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A life worth living.

“In the end, its not the years In your life that counts but the life in your years”.

                                  -Abraham Lincoln

I recently read about some highly placed individuals in the society who were wealthy but actually did not live life cause they ended up ridiculed and their wealth couldn’t get them anywhere at the end of the day.

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A song writer says “Only remembered by what we have done.” People think life is measured by the amassing of wealth, great achievements etc.  Our life years matters, and our life years depends on how much impact we have made in the lives of others and our society in general.

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A smile to that little girl looking worn out and tired, can cheer up her soul and make her look forward to tomorrows  chores .

A thank you to that conductor who gave you a crumpled change  can lighten up his day.

It was only a sunny smile, But it scattered the night. Thus little it cost in giving, it made the day worth living.”
                                       -Anonymus.

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The helping hand you lend to that old woman would relief her of her stress, making her grateful of your presence in her life.

A simple compliment to that young Lady at the mall would make her want to do more to help.

“Don’t allow idleness to deceive you; for while you give him today , he steals tomorrow from you.”
                                            -H. Crowquill

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There is no happiness in having or in getting, but only in giving.”
                                   -Henry Drummon

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Get living today, love, give and add more years to your life
Life is lived when we are able to lift others decided where you would rather be today.

My writing space

She’s old fashioned you may say…
I’ve tried many times to work directly with my phone using different writing tools ( my best is simplenote) but it worked for only awhile. I’m still trying to get used to it.

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While I’m trying, I still prefer my pen and paper. I prefer writing on a clean sheet using a light ball point pen or a smooth pen.  I feel it helps the writing flow easily 🙂

A thick pen or a brown sheet only dampens my mood and makes my writing terrible. I have no idea why it’s that way.
After writing I type the words on my phone.

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My writing ability is not affected by my surrounding, I write wherever and   whenever  I’m inspired if I’ve got my pen and note pad with me.

What is normal ?

Back in secondary school i travelled from the  north down to the south I plowed the major high way with either my parent or I go  alone. When I was much younger ( 0- 12 ) we would take the night bus or my dad would drive us all. The last time we drove as a family down south, was for my grandma’s burial, while coming back we saw a car whose driver was in a haste the driver tried to over take us , he finally got ahead of us,   a wide gap was between us due to the speed but after a while we saw that same car in a terrible accident didn’t think anyone survived.

Before I left for school I  and my cousin who was staying with us  planned to attend a birthday of my little cousin in another state and also  wanted to use the opportunity to see other family members over there. On a faithful evening my mum called me and told me that my cousin was no more. I was in shock wondering, thinking, wishing I could have stopped whatever killed her if I was there. I thought about the plans we made and her beautiful face and wished it was all a lie (her death )

Recently I had a story of young man who invited his lady friend to his house  so they could have fun ( so called ) and she came, he needed some money he was with his ATM and he asked his lady friend to come along so she did. They both entered a bike together, not long after they got in the road their bike was hit and this young vibrant creatures who had great plans for the night and period they’ll be together where rushed to the hospital, the lady in a coma and the man bashed up  too bad.

Every time we find ourselves alive we make plans for tomorrow, we forget that life is like a vapour which appears for a while then vanishes away and we ought to commit our ways into God’s hands.  James 4 : 12 – 14

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You think it’s normal to drink water with your mouth and not choke, you think it’s normal to sit up straight without complaining of back ache, you think if you eat right you’ll live long – isn’t that what our doctors or medical personnel tell us (no offence I’m one of them ),  we move around daily we see our relations and neighbor around us we don’t even acknowledge them or drop a smile to cheer them up. It doesn’t even occur to us that we might not be here tomorrow  and our legacy is what we’ll be remembered for.

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Do you know that many out there had thought the same way and some where even better in health, wealth, had great qualifications in life but today they are either dead, leaving In regret crying had i known, wishing they could turn the hands of time.

I’m here to remind you of a few things and to tell you to be GRATEFUL . Be grateful for the life you have because it’s a gift and a precious one at that so it’s not normal it’s by his GRACE you’re alive today.

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His love is what’s sustaining you, you must not have known that before. He went to Calvary for your sake redeeming you with his blood. Oh how more can one express his love for you if not by this sacrifice. Just so you know there was no condition  so his love is unconditional, he cares so much for you what  you can do to appreciate him, is give your life to him acknowledged his presence in your life. Its unbelievable but his love is for real and he’s willing to give you more than you ask him when you come.

Have a great week.

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Where is your alabaster box?

Mark 14, has it focus but i’ll
focus today on the alabaster box and it owner. In Verse 3b of this chapter it says
“…there came a woman having an alabaster box of ointment of spikenard very precious; and she brake the box, and poured it on his head.”

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For one to move to any destination, there must be a knowledge of that destination if not a purpose. Alabaster box lady knew who Jesus was and sought out his whereabout, she had thought about him always, maybe she even prayed to God to help him in his cause, for she knew through the Holy spirit what was to come within the following days. He’d always been in her heart else she wouldn’t have looked for him the way she did. Due to her love for him she looked for ways to express it and she came up with the ointment and the alabaster box. This was her best idea and Jesus knew it, she was no ordinary lady, Nah she wasn’t. One who used over a years wage maybe that was all she had left for a costly  ointment – spikenard.

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She was one who did not let people’s opinion about her love for Jesus and her method of confession of that love bother her. Looking back at her personality I see a confident woman without shame , cause her love for him could not be compared to any other, A woman with a heart of Gold.

Alabaster box signifies one distinctive value in an individual peculiar to that generation. Her gift was unreserved, and honour exclusive.

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Every individual have a potential, something in us put in there by God and one way or the other he’s done something for every individual on earth (1 John 2: 12- 14). We ought to offer him our offering daily in all our activities he requires Glory, Honour, Strength, Fear, Gladness, Worship ( PS 29 : 1 – 2, 96 : 6 – 9).

Nothing is too small to be offered. But just so you know their must be  a cost, a price must be paid  ( 1 Chron 21:24b) anything that does not cost you is not a worthy gift. He needs your Heart, Time,  Money, Love, Intellectual, Voice, Hands, Feet and the best of all we have with devotion. Make your choice now,Give him your best

There is no progress without a price, Where is your alabaster box? Discover your alabaster box for an exclusive honour,  pour your spikenard on him. Its the least you can do Friend.
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I’m me when I write.

I write because I can’t keep it all in.”

I wake up everyday with a desire and  hope to achieve my purpose before the sun goes down, despite the routine activities, I strive to meet up to the challenge. Life is full of surprises and yes they don’t fail to pop up when we’re not expecting them too.

After a long day I remember the activities of the day, replaying it over and over again i realise I must share it with someone, someone is out there who needs to be encouraged, who needs to know that they’re not the only one going through that alone,  someone that needs cheering up, someone giving up, someone giving in.

I try to just scribble something down for the sake of writing but immediately my pen touches my diary I can’t keep it all in, I write till my heart’s well is satisfied with the content   it has poured out.

Writing sets my emotions free.

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When I’m writing I’m no other but me, I surprise my self when I go back to read what I’ve written and it’s like some other person else where wrote it all down.

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An island of Spice

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” This post is in response of the assignment on writing 101 – A map as your muse”.
  It’s a little country, but a beautiful one, A country where dreams are accomplished, An island of spices, A country where great doctors are made, A country in the Carribean, A country called Grenada.
It’s surrounded with water but content in itself, most times I stare at pictures of your beautiful cities mostly true blue

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with it beautiful orange roof and I say to myself this is truly beautiful. I heard about you from a friend in a far away land and I wondered what you’d look like. True blue a city of hope for those who see it, True blue a city where the great school St. George University is located. A great school with diversity and great standards upheld by many across the world, a school of

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my dreams.