Wednesday, 22 August 2012

Don't tolerate the trials...Endure them...

So lately I've been dealing with a lot of drama and obstacles in my life, Physically mentally psychologically emotionally, spiritually name it; I've been dealing. At some point I thought I was going to have a mental break down; and then I thought I was having a mid-life crisis but since am not that old I chose to call in a "quarter life crisis". Dramatic I know, but you see, too many things were happening to me all at once felt like I was taking jabs from all directions and all the forces of nature were against me and I just couldn't seem to catch a break!!!
 Then I stopped; took a deep breath and said a prayer. I prayed because I didn't know what else to do but I knew that I needed guidance and divine intervention. It was the only way out. Nothing else was working out, nothing was going right but deep in my spirit I knew that this was a trial time that I had to deal with head on. At some point I thought I had reached the end of my road, but then the fact that I was still alive had to mean my purpose wasn't done yet. Then I thought to myself; "I don't have the strength or energy to deal with this" and then I asked "why does this always happen to me". Lost as I was, I found my way in a simple scripture as I had gone to church for the midweek service and the preacher talked about Paul asking God to remove the thorn from his flesh and God said to him   "My grace is all you need, because my power is perfected in your weakness." and Paul added "Therefore, I will most happily boast about my weaknesses, so that the Messiah's power may rest on me". 2Cor 12:9
That message shot like a dagger through my heart. I need not worry about anything because his grace is sufficient for me. When I am weak, his strength is manifested. So I should delight in my weaknesses.  I stopped with the self-pity and replaced it with positivity. "All things work together for the good of those who love the Lord, and so I will overcome this" I told myself. For a minute there I had forgotten that I Serve a greater God, he is bigger than my trials and worries and he is forever faithful.


Somehow I have managed to smile through my trials, Because I was able to endure them not tolerate them. You see, God gives us trials to transform us and make us better in accordance to his will and purpose for us. So when you embrace the trials, he gives you grace, he gives you exceeding joy but above all he gives us Victory in him as we become over-comers and not tolerators. You see, when you tolerate your trials, they weigh you down, you become bitter, and full of hate. But God is a God of love and when he brings us trials, he also gives us the grace to overcome them. So don't let your trials make you bitter by tolerating them, Instead let them make you better by enduring them. After all, you cant have a "testimony" without a "TEST".....

Friday, 10 August 2012

Wednesday, 8 August 2012

My health should be a priority

So yesterday i had to go to the doctor, and after i told him my demise, he had a worried look on his face and said to me: "have you had a scan done?" I replied affirmatively and he told me to have one done. So there i sat waiting to go into the Ultrasound room, suddenly i was gripped with fear, i started freaking out, i wondered why i hadn't come with a friend for comfort, i worried about the outcome of the results, I thought about dying, dramatic i know, but suddenly all the diseases i have phobia for started crawling up into my mind. I almost got up and run off.

Amazingly but true, i found myself reciting a verse " Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth. PSALM 46:10" and then an aura of peace surrounded me. This moment got me thinking about all the times I've neglected my health and taken it for granted, i don't eat healthy, i never do medical check ups, i only go to the doctor when i have something seriously wrong. "This has got to change", i thought, I must learn to care about my body, its the Lord's temple. I made promises to God that if the results come out positive i will live a healthier life. Lo and behold, it was my turn to go to the scan, i took a deep breath and lay down, i had flashbacks of all the wrong things i had done and promised God i would be a good girl if i was well, Long story short the results weren't as scary, Ironically they were humorous.

This experience however was an eye opener for me and i learnt two things about myself : 1] I have more faith in God than i thought i did. 2] I take my health for granted.
I have therefore resolved that i will be more committed to living a healthier life, both physically and spiritually, I will read my Bible more often and pray even harder when faced with a life threatening situation, prayer is like therapy. So don't wait until something is wrong, Pray today, be healthy today before its too late.

Friday, 3 August 2012

A POEM BY: MARK BAHATI

Miss her:
Even as I stand here trying to say
this....
I can't stop the tendency in its immensity to
reminisce.... reminisce
All the good times and good things
am about to miss....
Like your lips, soft skin your eyes,
your kiss.....
You see this girl was like unlike any other....
placed in my position, some of you
could deny your mother.....
But before I go any further....


Let me introduce myself.
My name is Bahati....
Olusi i have swagg...
Olusi nina amachati....kakati...
Let me tell you about my love long story...
Some of you may find it boring , but am sorry...
Now as i continue...
with the issue...
That brought us all to this wonderful venue.....
12am, walking down to the lounge at barbecue....
Never knew...never had a single clue...
That,  that night i would bump into someone as fine as you....
Better still never knew, ..... never had a single clue...
that in a few months, maybe three maybe two....
I'll be calling someone as fine as you, .... My boo....



So as we danced the night away....
Ever so indulged in our little child's play....
And as we swayed from side to side....
Often you getting a bit shy, you had to hide...
At that point my heart was racing, about to go into a coma......
Onlookers wondering, thinking,
saying.....
"Oyo omwana yasoma....."


Did i happen to mention to you how much i miss her....
My love, my lady Anisha...

But you see, It was all a case of huff and puff....
Coz later i realized her love for me'
 was just a bluff.....
It made me wonder whether...
My love wasn't enough...
My time wasn't enough...
Or just maybe, my money wasn't enough.....
Shall we ever understand this crazy love stuff...
Shall we ever comprehend.....
The sadistic blend....
Between love and hate...
That we human beings constantly create...
But then again, I guess this is our fate...Then it hit me...
I don't miss her..
Don't you dare mention that name again, Anisha...
Now am here trying to cope, trying to remain...
A bit sane...
trying to forget Anisha, the source of my pain.


This poem was written by Mark Bahati a friend of mine, very talented yet so humble.He inspires me in so many ways and I learn a lot from him, even if he doesn't know it yet. Anyways catch him at #kwivuga 8pm every last Thursday of the month, doing his thing at Gattomatto.






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