Pissed

Geeez..you know when you've been at a job for so long you wonder what you are still doing there? Yes, I know God has used this job to shape and bless my path...but honestly some ugly incidents happen at times that just makes me mad!

Lord, I pray you open a door unto me
I pray you promote me in the eyes of these people
I pray you glorify your name and make a way for me

I'm finishing graduate school in about three months and keeping things in perspective, God has used this job to help me achieve my academic goals...but now it is time to move on!

Moving on to better and greater things
Moving to greener and lusher pastures
Moving to where my Father has prepared for me

However, Lord while I remain here
Help me to stay true to your course
I know my days here are numbered
Please help me to use them with your grace and honor
Cover me with your favor
And give me strength to gracious in all I say and do
In Jesus' name. Amen

Time and folks

Life is full of so many changes

Things are never the same...

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My parents are vacationing with me right now (actually shuttling back and forth between my place and my brother's) and it is such a big blessing to have them. I often pause to think about the sacrifices they've made to make sure we all have a footing in life..spiritually, morally, emotionally, academically, finacially, etc I am humbled by their philosophy of life. Their simplicity and discipline really challenges me to live life with the big picture in mind. What's more suprising is how they've changed!

My Dad, who was the tough disciplinarian is now a softie (or at least appears and acts like one) honestly i can't believe how easygoing the old man seems these days. The other day I was giving my three year old the look and he was besides himself begging for the poor innocent child to be spared any discipline...i'm thinking, is this my pop or some stranger...coz if i have any streak of a toughie/disciplinarian, i learnt it from the chief! my pop that is..hence it suprises me that 11yrs down the road my pop has metamorphosized into a softie. However, God bless my dear father...he's the original Nigerian godfather...he can't seem to even get himself an ordinary cup of water...mommy (my parents call themselves Daddy & Mommy) e jo e ba mi bomi...mommy this..mommy that..and it's not that there's anything wrong with my dear father (infact, he looks 30yrs younger than his actual age) he's just used to being waited on and boy do I have a problem with that

My mom on the other hand remains relatively the same...she remains her calm self...she has always been...but she seems to be becoming repulsive of Daddy's needy ways at times...who wouldn't be? infact i'm amazed at how she has handled it for so long (but again what do I know?) the truth is that she is a nurturer..mommy that is..hence if care is not taken..people could be spoilt around her...she gives relentlessly...love, prayers, time, food, energy, money...good Lord! she gives! look..i've been called "spoilt" myself....and I've been warning her against spoiling my husband..before the poor guy gets used to being spoilt and start saying and expecting unrealistic stuff. However, mommy seems to be giving everyone the warning signs these days...she seems to be telling us all to grow up a bit...like the usual "talks" she holds with me...but the whole thing is like young branches growing from a solid oak...mama we are blessed to have you. papa and all yr babies say..gracias!

lesson learned: parents are a blessing...their love is characterized in different ways...and it is a privilege to have parents that put GOD first in ALL they do.

Double Portions

I have not written in a while because....well, I could go on and on about my busy life but nothing should have kept me from writing. The good thing is that I am writing today and regardless of how much break there is, I know that I will always write.

I found out in November that I was pregnant with twins. On my way to the Doctor's, I had his preparation that I was in for a suprise....somehow the Lord hinted me...because I started having flashes of all the people I know that have had twins...so when the ultrasound technician confirmed it I cried more in awe of God and His Fatherly ways. I cried at the miracle of two people growing inside of me. I cried at the greatness of creation and the power of the Creator. I cried in innocent wonder and subtle suprise. I cried with the rush of love I felt. I cried because at the moment the technician said, "oh you've got two" I sensed a wide smile from above tending to the beauty of the moment and wrapping us all three in jealous embrace of protection. I cried because I felt loved.

Hence its been an interesting ride. My husband was in a daze for a week...but now he seems to be glowing with the realization of the magnitude of our blessings albeit I think he's in denial of how his life is gonna change (or maybe not). You have to understand that my husband is a big optimist...uhm...i'm not a pessimist...but i don't think I live in his dreamieworld (that's what i call his viewpoints at times). All the same, I feel blessed to have such a huge heart as my husband.

Like this morning, I came down to a table of roses, red velvety faux fur pillow (how romantic is that!), a bucket of bath supplies, and a beautiful gold wristwatch. Thanks sweetie for making my Valentines' day beautiful...you have been an extension of the Father's love.

God is loVE
His eyes are never closed
His arms are never folded
His ears are never shut
To our cries
He reaches out with LOVE
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HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY!!!