Finally!!! A Freestyle about me!

A friend wrote this, It is Beautiful!!! It made me cry. Enjoy!

Ten ten, a game the kids play, Reminds me of you, though you ain’t no kids play
You all grown now, can’t join when kids play
Soon ‘mama’ is what you’d hear a kid say
And you’d reply in that voice softer than silk
Ready to feed their person with more than milk
Praying the Spirit that fills you fills them
So that He’s with them when you not with them
Teach them to watch and pray
To read at night and walk by day
To find themselves early by looking inwards
Something that took mama time but has a lot of rewards To dedicate their youth to work for God
To show other youths what Love is worth
To be cheerful always like mama
And never forget self-denial is character.


Ebunoluwa’s Story

Ebunoluwa shared her story with me and so I thought it would be nice to share it with you. This is her story. Enjoy!

Ebun’s story…

The Hall looks so beautiful I thought to myself. My peers look smashing! Thank God I have this dress. To me I was the best dressed, never would I have imagined that my aunty would get this particular dress. It was the best thing that happened to me this year! And I mean it. I scanned through the whole room people were all smiles. What made them smile so much? I know their lives aren’t perfect, at least some have shared their personal experiences with me. Anyways what can they do? Even I myself was smiling. Things at home were upside down. I tried to stop thinking about it. Really I tried but it is my reality there is no point hiding or running away from it. If I had ever needed help from God it had to be now. I cried all through this week and yeah that’s what I remember doing…crying! I felt that God had totally deserted me. Where was He when my father was arrested days before my Graduation and Prom? Why couldn’t He just help me? Where was He?

After the recession in 2007 it seemed as though our finances had gone into recession too. I can’t remember anything good happening to us. It had basically been a struggle! I had to face the embarrassment of being sent out of school because of my school fees. I hated it. Not only that, my mother went to beg the Principal…he shouted at her…the whole school knew what she came for. That was the height! This made me remember a story my aunty told me a few years ago. It was about a boy who had no shoes and no! it isn’t about Goodluck! lol! He was sent out of the school because he didnt have shoes. Many years later he became rich and he heard that this principal was to celebrate his 70th birthday so he went. He presented to him the best shoes ever! The man was shocked and asked him why he did this since he didn’t know him at all. He said he did, just that he can’t remember that’s all. Then he told him that he was the same boy that he sent out of school because he didn’t have shoes. Now he has many and can buy as many as he so desires and that the shoes he brought for him were the best in Italy. I told my mother not to worry because I made up my mind there and then that I would succeed! No matter what it takes.

Back to the prom night, I was not only worried about my family but about my future! At that moment I didn’t have a clue whether I was going to gain admission this year to confirm my fears my friend had told me her result and I was certain she was going to make it because she scored more marks than I had in the J.A.M.B exams. If she scored that what would I get? And what chance do I stand? I wanted to enjoy the beautiful evening as it was going to be my last with some people. Awards were given out. The food was just there but really, I had no appetite. The day was rather short as it all ended quickly. I took dozens of pictures. I saw people I didn’t know were in my set…I said to myself where the hell have I been all this while? We all made the necessary reconnection with old friends. I didn’t want my friends to go that night. That night I slept with so many things on my mind. Now I look at the pictures. Those were just plastic smiles. Behind those smiles were…

Amazingly I got admission into school and my friend didn’t! Yeah the one that scored more marks than I had. From that day on I started to see God’s hand in my life. I didn’t have to worry about the future there was this peace that came over me. I got a full scholarship during my 2nd year.

It didn’t all happen so smoothly. I can recall in my second year in school when I was tired of the things happening to me. I made just one new year resolution.Yes! Just one. New year resolutions were the most annoying. I never fufilled up to half of them. Maybe if I could just have one, it would be easier to work with. That Single resolution was for me to find who God truly is. I had to start with my bible but by the time I got to the third month I couldn’t meet up with reading my bible every day. God must have seen my heart because he sent someone into my life that helped me spiritually, not only that but currently plays a major role in me achieving my destiny. The devil couldn’t just sit there happy with all that was happening. I would have been surprised because that would mean I’m not a threat to him. This devil came in the form of one of my lecturers. Let me call him Mr. B. Mr. B was always picking on me in class for no single reason. He called me to his office several times but I never went. He started calling my cell. Sending text messages. I didn’t budge. It was in Year 4 that I was assigned to this same Mr. B as my project supervisor. I think he actually worked it. I wanted to die when I saw the list on the notice board. This had to end once and for all. I went to confront him in his office, he tried to touch me. I would have been raped if the HOD didnt knock on his door. I took this up in prayers. I added fasting to it. During this fast, the calls, and the messages from him seemed to increase the more. I was frustrated. This was supposed to be my final year. I was going to confront him again this time with a Knife. No! No! I was not going to kill him I was just going to leave a reminder for him. All I remember was that I saw his wife crying with some of his things in her hands. I was overjoyed to say the least. Finally the nightmare was over, the school reassigned me to a new supervisor and they never said what happened to him.

I got my masters degree. Name it! What didnt I have? A good job? The Best husband ever? Beautiful kids? It’s really endless but most importantly I got to be a part of God’s vineyard. Yeah I am a minister of God’s word. My story is enough to tell you that God is on the throne and He sure is in charge.

I have a happy ending…

Have you lost hope???

Hang on He is coming to rescue you. Shalom