I am still here. Just have not felt much like blogging. My life is in slow motion right now, even though it is still as busy. My Decision Moment has taken an intresting spin. I will update pretty soon. I just need to sit beside a lake with my feet in the water.
I knew about God’s mercy. This one blew my mind…
I just got off the phone with my mom. Yes, we have a phone date every Friday night. I do take advantage of the MTN free midnight calls.
I am thankful for my mom. Everyday in the office, i scour the Nigerian Dailies, and i see huge headlines about deaths and shootings in Port Harcourt, the city where my mom lives. But thankfully, scripture is being fulfilled: eleven thousand shall fall down around you but it shall not come near you. My mom says her neighborhood has been pretty calm. They hear gunshots, but it’s not close by. There’s a curfew now in the city.
again, I am thankful for my mom and loved one’s safety – relatives, best friend’s family, etc. And i pray for the families of the innocent that have been caught in the crossfire. May they be comforted.
In other faith related matters, I have come to understand one of the words of God i wrote in my little prophecy book. Sometimes, victory is not about making progress. it’s just about still standing.
My decision moment draws closer. September 4 has been announced as the day NYSC camp begins. My company has hinted that like mordecai who was unrewarded for a service rendered, i am in line for a great recompense. My spirit says yes. My head says no. i wonder if i should stay as a church staff, or go look for greener pastures. My circumstances say go. My prophecies say stay.
I finally understand that it is not an answer i need. I already know the answer. it is the courage to go through i need.
Joshua 1 echoes in my head: Be of good courage….
Heb 12:28 We should be grateful that we were given a kingdom that cannot be shaken…
Psa 91:5-6 Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the [bullet] that flieth by day; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
Port Harcourt, Nigeria, has become a gun battle town. My mom lives in Port Harcourt. My family and friends live there too. Abba, grant them protection. Bring back peace to the city. Amen.
She stood on the edge of the cliff. The wind rustled through her clothes. Her eyes stared straight ahead, blank, and unseeing. She started to take the step.
I found myself beside her. From whence I had come I knew not. She was not a stranger. I was her friend before the goodbyes.
“I’m sorry”, I said.
“I’m sorry, too”, she said.
“Don’t jump”, I pleaded.
“I’m lost”, she whispered.
“That’s why He sent me”.
Last night, I saved an old friend’s soul; someone who had drifted from God. I am a happy I haven’t been in too long. All the drama and valleys are worth it after all.
2Co 1:3-4 Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort; Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.