Yet,it was another planting season.
He is such a diligent,faithful and believing farmer,who has an understanding of time and season,so he would not miss this season for anything.
Yea,the heaps are already made and seeds sown into them,all that is left is rainfall to ensure proper germination of the crops.
He left for home after a hard day's work,joyful and expectant,so convinced that there will soon be an outpour of rain.
However,days passed by and there was not even sign of a tiny cloud let alone rain.Days turned into weeks and weeks into months,and the ground was still as hot and dry as ever.
Nevertheless,this believing farmer was so assured of the faithfulness of the giver of rain that he held up his hopes so high,he would not give up,he kept having hopes.
Hmmm,just like a twinkle of an eye,a year had gone by and no rainfall still.Thus,he increased his faith,prayed more,praised more,but all was to no avail,it felt like the heavens had closed over his own farm alone because walking through other people's farm around him,he could feel the wetness that comes from good rainfall.
Guess what,it was two years already,yet no sign of rain,despair began to set in,he was beginning to lose his faith,then he listened to the words of faith and his spirit came alive again,he chose to believe all over ,he adopted more strategies,read more books on faith,gave more,prayed more even bought new seeds to replant in faith and the story remained the same,there would not just be rain.
Wow,it's five years already without rain on this farmers farm,so he felt the Creator had forgotten about his farm,he already had become a subject of mockery to his unbelieving and even some believing neighbors.
Then,he woke up one morning and told himself "Today if there would be no rain,I will end it all",so he headed for his farm as usual with as little as no hope at all,he was not however dissapointed as there was still no rain ,he had planned to fall into a very deep ditch close to his farm where no one can rescue him,and as he was just one step to the ditch,a sudden darkness accompanied with coolness surrounded him,he stopped for a moment looked around then up,oh it was a heavy cloud,rain had come at last,and just before he could take any further step,the rain poured down so heavily like it had not in years.
Alas,this farmer could not take it again,he fell down on his knees weeping,just when he was about to give up,the Creator came through for him.
Many of us are not different from this farmer,over the years,we have believed God for some things but it feels like the answers will never come,yet we see others around us seeming to enjoy what we have been praying for.Our heart is shattered,all we see are broken dreams,denied expectations,failed aspirations and when we try to even look inside all we feel is emptiness,the courage with which we use to speak of Gods faithfulness has eluded us,and just like this farmer,we have become objects of mockery to people around us.Many at times we go about with failed confidence hidden behind our perfect clothings and beautiful make ups,we feel God has forgotten us.
I want to encourage someone today that God has your name written on the palms of His hands,He cannot forget you,He knows how much you can take and believe me,He will step in right in time and all the years the locust of delay,defeat,sickness,lack,barreness, and cankerworm of fears,shame has eaten,He will restore back unto you.
Wipe ur tears beloved,hold on for just a little while more,God will surely step in right in time for you.
Shalom.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
An unforgettable dance
Yea,it's been quite a while
Thank God for His mercies
one would have been consumed
Am so glad to be back.
Well,just decided to share an experience with you that had not left me the same.
Just the other day,I needed to pick up my dress from the tailor,but unfortunately on getting there,her shop was locked and I could not even reach her on phone,so I decided to ask a neighbour I met outside,a woman with four little kids.
Lo and behold,this woman and her kids were so lost in dancing that I could not even get their attention for about half an hour.
Well,I needed my dress so badly,hence was willing to wait.The rigorous dancing continued with a Yoruba praise music playing at the background.After about half an hour,the woman turned to me and said "madam,wetin I fit do for you o"ahhh,finally I caught her attention,but guess what!I was so captivated by the way she danced to that praise music that I forgot about my so important dress at the moment.
Once,she decided to speak with me,I did not even bother asking about the tailor again,I was so curious that I had to ask her why she's been dancing so much for minutes,she replied and said "Anti,as you dey see me so,I neva chop breakfast,and see all these pikin,na me get dem,their papa don waka leave us,so as we wake up this morning,I check the house,nothing dey to chop,Anti I mean nothing at all o,so I com dust one of my clothes,I see thirty naira for there,so I give my first pikin to go buy beans ,I com beg gari for my neighbour ,so dey chop am,we no even get hope for afternoon,but Anti,as I wan dey think,dey cry for my life,na so one very fine big car rush pass here o,people dey cry inside,I com ask my neighbour say wetin happen to dem,she say na the pikin number four wey dem go bury this year be that,this one sef na doctor ,she just com from America,dey don spend all their money but the children just dey die dey go,hmmmm,anti e no easy o,four pikin in one year,so I com think am say,even if I no get money,I get life,as you dey see my four children so,den no dey sick,me sef I strong kakaraka,y I no go dance,money no be everything o my sister.
Hmmmmm,that was all I could say,I now understand the reason behind this woman's praise,but while I was yet recovering from her own story,I heard another person burst into a praise sing just at the next shop,its the watch repairer,so I was forced to look in his direction,and to my amazement,this man was on a wheel chair,paralysed from the hips down,the moment he noticed me gazing at him,he said "sister,am sure you are wondering the reason for my sudden outburst of praise despite my condition,but you know what,I know those people very well,they are very wealthy,but money could not save them,though I may not have legs,but I have life and my family is fine,so I have hope,but the dead has no hope again,though they had plenty shoes,they cannot wear them again because they are dead.
Woow,are those tears dripping from my eyes?
I was actually left humbled by those stories,so I thought of my life,and I realised everything had been nearly perfect,though some dreams may not have been actualised,but there are signals,they will soon be done.
I look at my family,none is missing.Though I may have lost one or two friends,but have not lost all.I thought of how terribly ill had been recently and how God had healed me.Infact,I started counting my blessings and I realised ,they are numerous and here I am feeling frustrated just because of a dress,how ungrateful we can be atimes.
I cleaned my eyes,turned back to the woman and handed her the two thousand naira meant for collecting my dress and I just walked gently away,so lost in thoughts of thanksgiving.
Hence,I considered and said,hey, cant we all just lay down our pride
Let us sit down and count our blessings
Let us forget about the unfulfilled dreams
Let us leave behind the hurts and failures
Lets think of all of Gods numerous benefits over us
He has been good beyond our understanding
For the many seen and unseen battles He won for us
For those times He carried us when our feet felt lame
For all His benefits
Let us give thanks to the Lord
If it had not been the Lord on. Our side,what could we have done?
Thank God for His mercies
one would have been consumed
Am so glad to be back.
Well,just decided to share an experience with you that had not left me the same.
Just the other day,I needed to pick up my dress from the tailor,but unfortunately on getting there,her shop was locked and I could not even reach her on phone,so I decided to ask a neighbour I met outside,a woman with four little kids.
Lo and behold,this woman and her kids were so lost in dancing that I could not even get their attention for about half an hour.
Well,I needed my dress so badly,hence was willing to wait.The rigorous dancing continued with a Yoruba praise music playing at the background.After about half an hour,the woman turned to me and said "madam,wetin I fit do for you o"ahhh,finally I caught her attention,but guess what!I was so captivated by the way she danced to that praise music that I forgot about my so important dress at the moment.
Once,she decided to speak with me,I did not even bother asking about the tailor again,I was so curious that I had to ask her why she's been dancing so much for minutes,she replied and said "Anti,as you dey see me so,I neva chop breakfast,and see all these pikin,na me get dem,their papa don waka leave us,so as we wake up this morning,I check the house,nothing dey to chop,Anti I mean nothing at all o,so I com dust one of my clothes,I see thirty naira for there,so I give my first pikin to go buy beans ,I com beg gari for my neighbour ,so dey chop am,we no even get hope for afternoon,but Anti,as I wan dey think,dey cry for my life,na so one very fine big car rush pass here o,people dey cry inside,I com ask my neighbour say wetin happen to dem,she say na the pikin number four wey dem go bury this year be that,this one sef na doctor ,she just com from America,dey don spend all their money but the children just dey die dey go,hmmmm,anti e no easy o,four pikin in one year,so I com think am say,even if I no get money,I get life,as you dey see my four children so,den no dey sick,me sef I strong kakaraka,y I no go dance,money no be everything o my sister.
Hmmmmm,that was all I could say,I now understand the reason behind this woman's praise,but while I was yet recovering from her own story,I heard another person burst into a praise sing just at the next shop,its the watch repairer,so I was forced to look in his direction,and to my amazement,this man was on a wheel chair,paralysed from the hips down,the moment he noticed me gazing at him,he said "sister,am sure you are wondering the reason for my sudden outburst of praise despite my condition,but you know what,I know those people very well,they are very wealthy,but money could not save them,though I may not have legs,but I have life and my family is fine,so I have hope,but the dead has no hope again,though they had plenty shoes,they cannot wear them again because they are dead.
Woow,are those tears dripping from my eyes?
I was actually left humbled by those stories,so I thought of my life,and I realised everything had been nearly perfect,though some dreams may not have been actualised,but there are signals,they will soon be done.
I look at my family,none is missing.Though I may have lost one or two friends,but have not lost all.I thought of how terribly ill had been recently and how God had healed me.Infact,I started counting my blessings and I realised ,they are numerous and here I am feeling frustrated just because of a dress,how ungrateful we can be atimes.
I cleaned my eyes,turned back to the woman and handed her the two thousand naira meant for collecting my dress and I just walked gently away,so lost in thoughts of thanksgiving.
Hence,I considered and said,hey, cant we all just lay down our pride
Let us sit down and count our blessings
Let us forget about the unfulfilled dreams
Let us leave behind the hurts and failures
Lets think of all of Gods numerous benefits over us
He has been good beyond our understanding
For the many seen and unseen battles He won for us
For those times He carried us when our feet felt lame
For all His benefits
Let us give thanks to the Lord
If it had not been the Lord on. Our side,what could we have done?
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
A sweet love story
She embraced her warm cozy blanket
Stairing so longingly into her beautiful ceiling
Her best companions over the years
She's tried all she could,but this emptiness won't just go away
Did I just hear you say she probably hadn't tried enough,you are definitely wrong my friend
She's gone from being a shopaholic to taking vacations in different countries,visiting friends,clubbing,partying,just to mention a few.
However,despite her many friends,family and adventure,this fear won't just go away
She stumbled on a word,and she never remained the same
Then she marvelled in awe at the fact that someone could know her so well,even before she was formed in her mothers womb
He didn't just stop there,He has her name carved on the palms of His hands so as not to ever forget her
His words spoke to her being,her very essence:
I will never leave you nor forsake you even to the end of age
Oh! She screamed;
I found that treasure
I found all have ever been looking for
He is my maker,my friend and father,
He satisfies
God is the cure to all man's loneliness
He's always with you,and even when you are lonely,you can be assured you will never be alone.
Friday, August 7, 2015
Customised!
If only my parents were as wealthy as his or am as opportuned as her.
. Can you imagine my husband as handsome as his ,I wish I have her job----bla bla bla.Thoughts in the hearts of men that makes them feel less of themselves.
Enslaved by their own imaginations and reasonings so much so they forget what they actually have and who the really are.
Well,the good news is Genesis 1:26-28 revealed that God made man in His own image.You have been carefully and wonderfully crafted by the most ancient,most creative and best designer of all time,psalm139:14.
Hence,the next time thoughts of self pity come around to visit and echoes of others opinion fill ur head,rise up and say no more,on me is the logo of the best designer in heaven and earth"fearfully and wonderfully made".
Know it, you are indeed heavenly customised.
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