Why Should Your Heart Be Arid

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When the heart is so arid, so much more that the desert feels better to plant the seed of love.

I wonder what goes through it… Turmoil, bitterness, envy, hatred…Can’t say the least.

Open the heart to love, generosity, kindness, then see how the face transforms into something beautiful that will attract good people, favour and lots more.

The arid heart is the ground that cannot harvest anything good but sadness and loneliness-eddaz.

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How I met my husband!

Faithful God.

LIFE THOUGHTS by Debby

Yea, I’m back and posting; not as a single girl but as a lady with a crown
on her head, a queen who enjoys every second of The reign of her King.
Sweetie, I know you’d be the first to read this so let me just chip this in
here …..I’m in everlasting love with you!

So yea, back to business….! I’m here to share about God’s faithfulness.
This post is written to encourage someone out there to the glory of God;
This is in no way for self-gratification.

It is about how I met my husband, about how I got engaged 2 days after we
spoke on phone (without seeing ourselves), about how we did our introduction
less than 4months of knowing ourselves, about how we got wedded exactly 1
year 5 days of knowing each other.

I want this to encourage someone out there, even if it is…

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Broken

I wrote this story in the early hours of today under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit….Read and be blessed.

Depression

I looked at her and was filled with rage. I couldn’t understand why she would keep such a thing from me. On a second thought, I sat quietly by her bed, pain gripped my heart as I beheld her on that bed almost lifeless. I said a prayer in my heart, God please give me a second chance.I promise to make a change and give this my all.

I had wasted about 15years of my marriage, I was lavishly selfish. She did all the chores, she took care of our children, she had dreams and vision to share, I was never there. I found it difficult to accept her person. This wasn’t what I wanted in her, couldn’t she be something more acceptable to me? She had pulled through by my side all alone. I starved her of the needed resources but she couldn’t be held bound. The vision is way beyond me. How dare I? How heartless and foolish I was to think I could carve out a vision for my wife in contrast to the will of God for her purpose in life? I had bitten off more than I could actually munch. I was choked, I could hardly breathe at the sight of my wife in that bed.

Who would do all that she does? The veil had been removed.  I saw  the worth and wealth of resources I traded for ego and selfishness. It was  slipping off my hands…

I got down on my knees crying….”Lord I repent!  Bring back my wife….”

The nurse came and led me out of the intensive care unit, it was time to leave. My children were with the grandparents… I went back to an empty house. It wasn’t a home without my family… I hard a rough night, I barely slept. At work the next day, I got the shock of my life…. The organisation I worked with for years decided to lay off some of the executive members of staff and I was the first on the list. This wasdevastating.Was HE (GOD)stripping me off everything? What would be the next blow? These were the thoughts in my mind.  I  was paid off from a well paying job. No one would hear this, I said to myself.  It seemed to all that I had taken time off for Dupe. The same woman I abandoned for 15 years. I got a hold of my Bible, the neatest book in my study. I checked on our children and left supplies for them at the grandparents house. My in laws are one of the nicest and most caring  people I have ever met.

Everyday I would sit by my wife, cried, studied the word of God and prayed.  I held her hand some of the time and slept off severally. I hardly ate. That went on for about 3weeks. I prayed, fasted, groaned just for God to bring her back. My wife had a study I disliked so much. She buried herself in there most times, studying and praying. She indeed was a good woman to me. The thought of losing her shattered my mind. I couldn’t take calls, my family members dropped in one after the other to  console and encourage me. The other side of the life I experienced was a real torture to me. I entered her study one evening, I discovered a lot of things, secret achievements, write-ups, I read through her diary,  I saw her pains in  black and white, I saw a safe, I broke it and in it was about half a million. Savings towards the next project. In my personal savings account, I had nothing less than 50million Naira and this was different from investment money and other sources or funds. I realized how much pain I had put my wife through. MY PARADISE WAS A  HELL TO HER DREAMS AND VISIONS ….

 

Hmmmnnnn….. Life became meaningless to me. My treasure was in coma. I yelled at that point…”Will you ever get out of it Modupe? I want to start all over again.”

I failed as a husband and father. It was now a month since I was laid off at work. I wasn’t thinking of another job. I got a hold of my self, I pulled myself together and encouraged myself. The strenght to hold on to God came upon me. Dupe had once told me of a project she’d liked to do to which I turned deaf ears. I was never even there to offer moral u ports let alone make financial commitment to anything she did.  Was I trying to bribe God? No, it was an act of faith. The project needed a physical building and I started out without informing anyone.

 

One evening I went to the hospital as usual, on getting there is saw my wife, she was being cleaned up. They were about to call me. Dupe had passed on. I grabbed her bed and shook it vigorously. I screamed my heart out… “No….!” Dupe had ulcer. My Dupe was gone …. As she was being wheeled out to the mortuary,  I heard someone sneeze and that was the last thing I knew. The next time I opened my eyes I was in the hospital bed. As I got up, a nurse walked in, a male nurse. He took me by the hand and held me up.

“Mr . Philips, I need you to calm down and come with me.” Ofcourse I was dangerously calm. All I needed was to get out of that hospital, find a way to inform family and friends and then prepare for her funeral. This was a pain I knew would never leave me. I got up and we walked out of the room. This nurse led me back to the intensive care unit and as we approached the door, I looked at him, the question  in my mind was ….”what was I going in there for? He gave me  a pat on my back and led me in. There was my Dupe alive again. I retreated…. He pulled me in. I said “what happened?” “She came back to life” He responded. I walked briskly towards her bed. The flash back of the sneeze I heard came back to me,  Her eyes were filled with tears. I knelt down beside her bed……

☆What a life….. The next day my wife finally spoke and said…” God said you are ready for HIM, I was sent back.”☆

The End.

☆☆☆Do I still need to spell out the lessons in this story? No one explains a movie!  A lesson for all. GOD CAN NOT BE STOPPED. Selah☆☆☆ Thanks for reading.

Copyright: Bukky Adediran 2017 (Fiction)

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Something Is Wrong With Everyone!

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It was a usual gathering of ladies that morning, I was there and a lady walked in and sat amongst us looking morose. Others didn’t notice but I did. I questioned her. She tried to hide her feelings but it was too obvious she was burnung inside. So I said..”Sis can we talk? All you need is to vent and you’ll be fine.

But before I had a private talk with her, I chipped in something for everyone in that gathering and most importantly to the lady. I said to her ..”SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH EVERYBODY” and they all looked at me wondering g what I meant. Some who quickly got the message burst out laughing that yes sis, you’re quite right…”something is wrong  me”.

I  gave her two or three reasons why I could look worse than she looked but I chose to be happy and to carry on with a beautiful countenance like nothing was a  wrong me that morning. SHE LOOKED AT ME AND SMILED… Yeah I got her…

The truth is everyone has something to deal with at any point in time. Something is definitely wrong with everyone. If we go on wearing all our worries in her faces, the world would be filled with sad and boring people. That helps no one. We must learn to carry ourselves in such an appealing way even if things aren’t going on well. If it’s so bad , we can find people to vent to, hence we will be  free from unnecessary tension. Tension,  pressure,  worries solve nothing but only add to the issues we have.

Now to this beautiful lady’s issue, we actually had a talk and guess what  the issue was a none issue, honestly. It wasn’t too bad. She got relived after we spoke. But I was able to pass a message across to her, myself and other ladies that morning. And now to you my lovely friends,  we must learn to carry ourselves gracefully, beautifully and courageously without allowing issues of life weigh us down unnecessarily. Learn to mange your emotions at all times. You can. HAVE FAITH IN GOD AND BE GOOD. YOU WILL BE JUST FINE.

Thanks for reading.

Voices!

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Text: John 10:27 – 30 (27.My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. 28. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; no one will snatch them out of my hand. 29. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than allc ; no one can snatch them out of my Father’s hand. 30. I and the Father are one.”)

There are many voices in this life, there are many voices in your life but ONE VOICE OVERULES ALL OTHER VOICES. IT IS THE VOICE OF GOD. It is important that you hear God, not just to hear but to do whatever He says to you concerning your situations. It’s the way to go. If you do not hear God, you will be confused as to what exactly you should do. These many voices will say very many different things to you. A few or one may be a confirmation of what God’s saying to you but you must be able to hear God, otherwise you will keep going back and forth and you will tossed all around by the wind of voices…

There are good, bad, positive, negative voices. WHILE NEGATIVE VOICES ARE COMPLETELY WRONG OR BAD, NOT ALL VOICES THAT SEEM GOOD AND POSITIVE ARE IN SYNC WITH GOD’S DIRECTION FOR YOU LIFE. IT MAY BE GOOD COUNSEL, BUT NOT WHAT GOD IS TELLING YOU TO DO. HEARING GOD IS PARAMOUNT/SUPREME!

So, what is God saying about your marriage, courtship, relationship, problems, health, work, academics, children, husband, fiancé, projects, life etc… May the Lord Guide you. Stay blessed.

With love from me,

Bukky Praiz