Skip to main content

Just be held

If you have ever been close to a loved one or dear friend when your heart is broken and you feel like shattering, and they just wrap you up and allow you wail. You are always grateful to just be held. If you were scared and then someone you trust a lot just shows up, the embrace you receive sends you instantly to a place of comfort. If you are an outlier, a loner and probably don't roll with the crowd, when you get into your zone there's nothing that can be compared with that.
When paul prays that the peace of God should garrison your heart, that is exactly what he is telling you to allow yourself experience. The fortress that God provides comes with peace. A barracks that is not seen usually just felt.
The month of December is ending on an interesting note for me. From Night of worship to Experience. I have been someone that is used to having intermittent breaks and the feeling of self reliance and macho because of my self perceived  competence makes it very difficult to sometimes just sit back and wait for someone to pick you up. When the bible records that David encouraged himself in the Lord, its not because he wouldn't have wanted to be fretted over, i guess he had been everybody's hero for so long that he couldn't bring himself to trust that someone could be his hero and  be good at it.
This year's edition of The Experience Lagos is one I would not forget in a hurry. First because Don Moen made me remember that God made me exclusively to touch His very existence with my unique touch, voice, heat signature and mix of issues. Anytime i'm having a bad hair day, |I can choose to ignore him, hustle the grind on my own and be deflated or just stop and hang with him because with all the millions and billions of creatures He made. I have a corner in His heart with my name on it. So rich or poor, made up or bare faced He has searched the galaxies and found that there's only one me He loves and there's something about my praise He loves so. Anytime I run away, I do myself great disservice because I miss out on the biggest bearhug ever that can fix anything.


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

WAITING

I have been a mom for two months and I think my greatest challenge has been waiting. Waiting during the pregnancy period and wondering what the baby would look like,  what delivery will feel like,  will the things I bought be enough? Then the child comes and everything is meant to align to her timetable. Sleep when she is sleeping they say, do they remember Deborah has a work deliverable waiting on you? Sleep when she is sleeping they advise, that is except you are preparing their lunch, then you can stay awake, finish cooking, serve and clean the kitchen. Then there is the ministry of helps that you are not sure how to receive. They can only help you in their convenience which is kind of confusing because you do not really need the kind of help they are offering and the next thing you hear is "Use all the help you get" After some time, you get to a point where you are in a rhythm you don't know how it started but it doesn't reflect what you do and you are focused on ...
Post a Comment
Read more

My Gratitude Journal

Today I have decided to switch things up a little bit. I want to thank you for testimonies that seem like a lie. All of them are a result of your goodness and benevolence to me and mine. Especially in this season where people are judging the seasons if their lives by what is being said on the NEWS and in the stock market. I judge your faithfulness by the goodness I have enjoyed in and out of season. My cruise of oil has not run out neither has my barn of wheat dried up. You have been faithful and good in every area of my life. This picture depicts the condition of my heart, joy, gratitude and nothing more. God is dependable.
Post a Comment
Read more

Plasas!

That's what everything is called here. As long as the food has some kind of liquid it is plasas. From Okro, Egusi, Spinach, and Vegetable soup, everything is plasas. Imagine my surprise when I felt I was making giant strides in my krio language class: only to learn that all the exotic soups we struggle to classify back home are all shipped into a bowl called plasas. Are we commonizing the goodness and faithfulness of God? Are we trivializing the daily miracles we enjoy? You are not medication dependent, institutionalized or incarcerated somewhere but, you don't seem to find a reason for gratitude? I think you make just have a case of plasas syndrome. It has been raining back to back here, and I was complaining. Looking at this picture I took a few months ago, gratitude wells up from inside my heart for many things 1. Life to be able to witness the changing seasons 2. Eyes that can see the breathtaking view  3. The mental faculty to understand and enjoy what my eyes see. When ne...
Post a Comment
Read more