Am made for more

A friend of mine once challenged me when she said, ‘ Imagine if we all felt and said this when getting married,” I am sure, with no doubt at all in my mind, body and soul that this is the person I want to spend my entire life with.” Not because my time is running out, not because I have no choice, not because I couldn’t do any better but because every part of me tells me so, my spirit is at peace.’

That has become my goal and desire in this fast and instant world of marriage.
I believe and desire that I would be able to say God wanted my marriage to My Man, He designed it, He is excited about it, it is the Union He always wanted and saw while I was being knit in my mother’s womb, am the missing rib of My Man, an arranged marriage by Him just like the first marriage. I want to make Him proud.
I want Him to be in heaven and tell all the angels,’ See my girl, she is doing exactly what I wanted her to do.’ I want to make Him proud because I was chosen and I accepted the right man from all the men He put around me. My desire to make Him proud supersedes my desire to get married. I really want what was written of Rachel and Jacob to be written of me and My Man, that we loved each other, that we inspired others, that we were obedient to Him. I desire that my relationship and relationships will be testimony of His love, peace, joy, faithfulness, loyalty.

I believe this with all my heart. It is never too late to do the right thing, it is never too late to make God proud, it is never too late to love your man right, it is never too late to forgive, it is never too late to bring all glory and honor to God through your relationship. it is never too late for you to be an example to all that see you, it is never too late to move in freedom of the past. Yes, it happened but we are moving on or at least God expects us to for He says He is doing a new thing.

My prayer is that as I go on with my everyday life, I will remember that my decision today affects the future generations. Whatever I do today will be remembered by someone; my kindness, unkindness, hate, selfishness, foolishness, love, care and all will be remembered by at least one person one this earth. Yah, people may understand my character or even personality but should it be at the expense of other people’s joy and happiness.

I desire to be a woman with a difference, a woman after God’s own heart. I am not made to live a status quo life, I am made to be a comforter, encourager, inspiration and mother of nations. Each person on earth is in God’s image and the last I checked my image looked like me.

My question would be; do people see Christ in me, what does the taxi guy think, what does the workmate think , how about my family?

I have finally decided I want a man after God’s own heart and with that I have decided to be that woman. I have been looking at God literary. What is God? What does He love to do? What breaks His heart? What makes Him smile?
I have decided that that is the measure of how much a man or woman after God’s own heart one is. I don’t believe it is measured in how much prayer I have in my life but in every single aspect of my life.

My question would be; am I reflecting God in my attitudes, words and actions?

I am tired. Tired of me shooting my fellow brothers and sisters with my words & actions, tired of me living in yesterday, tired of me excusing my bad behaviour with ‘that is me, I cant change’ &’I don’t feel like’, am tired of bad mouthing people and sending eye daggers to people. Am tired. Am made for more. More than me. The last time I looked, the world wasn’t rotating around me, so why do I think every single aspect of life has something to do with me, why do I think people have nothing else to do but talk about me, why do I think that everyone is out to destroy me, why?
Am tired!!!!

Am made for more and am going to live in that. Am made to be above the status quo and am going to work towards that… help me Lord.
I am a woman made to bring praise. How about you?


It is good

This world is filled with mirrors. Everywhere you go there is one, even if you tried to run away from them. You no longer need to buy a mirror to know what you look like. This does not mean just the physical appearance; they are special mirrors that see you for who you are. There is someone at every turn in the journey of life to tell you who you are; almost everyone seems to have an opinion about everyone.

I keep wondering, who sets the yard stick for beauty? Who decides the ugly or beautiful people?
I have come to a conclusion that…
When one looks in the mirror, you see yourself as you think you are
When people look at you, they see you as they think you are
Haven’t you had an experience where you thought a particular car, dress, shoe or even person was beautiful only to find someone that hates it completely and thinks it is ugly?
That proves to me that the common African proverb that says ‘One man’s meat, another man’s poison’ applies to even our physical beauty.
People are more beautiful when you get to know them and love them

I am daily encouraged when I think of the fact that I am made in the image of God.
When God sees me, He sees a beautiful creation and He says it is good, I am good, she is good, he is good, you are good like He did at the time of creation

What sort of relationship does one have with such a lover?

He knows every strand of my hair

He knows every thought and yet I could easily be in the category of  ‘deep thinker’

He loves me unconditionally yet I am not good at all, in fact I would not love me if it was up to me

He loves me even when He knows the ‘not so good’ thoughts I have about other people

He listens as I talk endlessly even when I spend months not listening to Him.

Some days, I say nothing to Him and even then I do not listen to Him.

What sort of relationship does one have with such a lover?

I think about Him a lot

Sometimes through out the day….

Though the question to me should be – what sort of thoughts do I think about Him?

Well, I think about how He can give me this and that

Most of the times, I set aside time to have a chat with Him and yet that chat time is full of … Can you imagines and did you knows and I need helps!

When I think of the way I talk to Him and the quality of our time together, I wonder if I would be my friend if I had a choice

And yet;

His thoughts towards me are good – better than I could ever dream of or imagine!

His plans for me are good – they are to fulfill a desired hope and future!

Every time I ask, He says ‘I will give you my love that your joy maybe made complete’

What sort of relationship does one have with such a lover?

I wonder,

Is what am giving enough?

I know that I will not make Him love me more than He does now and yet I wonder…

How do I give more?

How do I love more?

How do I serve Him more?

What sort of relationship does one have with such a lover?