THANKSGIVING

Hello Lovely Family. Welcome to the month of love and we start this month with the theme: “Thanksgiving”, just dig in.

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If you were to search the internet for the meaning of thanksgiving, you would find a myriad of different meanings, etymology and usage and surprisingly I have found that praise and thanksgiving are different. This post was initially titled #Praise but I felt #Thanksgiving was more encompassing; you can do further research on your own.

In simple terms, thanksgiving is gratitude, it’s saying I am grateful Lord for all that you have done for me and all that you are currently doing. It’s being thankful to God for all that He brings your way. We are often immersed in our own problems, hard times, crisis and adversities that we forget to be thankful for all that we have been given.

We are often lost in the cycle of always wanting more and when we get more, we often need more; never satisfied, never stopping to say thank you. How many times do we forget to thank God for the many things He has done for us instead we complain about the ones He has not done for us? The Igbos have a saying that is loosely translated as: “if someone praises a man for what he has done, he will do more.” It is about learning to thank God for all the little things He has done for us, appreciating the fact that He bestows his manifold blessings on us.

How many times have we rushed out of our homes in the morning without stopping to say thanks to God for all He has done for us? How many times do we remember God only when we need a favor from Him and when He does answer us, we tend to forget Him? All the hours we spent at His temple pleading, crying, entreating and making promises are all forgotten in the enjoyment of His blessings. When He doesn’t heed to our requests, we question Him. Does He bless us, so that we can forget Him? He doesn’t eat food or need our wealth; all we have and are comes from Him, He who is sufficient for us. All He asks in return for all the good things He has given us and all the blessings He has bestowed upon us is a worthy sacrifice of praise. He wants us to be truly thankful for the little gifts He gives us, to appreciate Him.

The Eucharistic prayer Common Preface IV better explains it. It goes thus:

It is truly right and just, our duty and our salvation,
always and everywhere to give you thanks,
Lord, holy Father, almighty and eternal God.

For, although you have no need of our praise,
yet our thanksgiving is itself your gift,
since our praises add nothing to your greatness
but profit us for salvation
through Christ our Lord.”

Being thankful to God adds nothing to who He is neither does your inability to be grateful take away from him. He has no need of your thanksgiving offering, all our praises and thanks benefit us at the end.

It’s often hard to be thankful when adversities arise, when things don’t seem to go on well and it feels like all your hard work isn’t paying off but the way to maintain a thankful heart is how you look at the situation; if you feel like you are all alone and there is no one to help you or a way out of the situation you end up with fear and anxiety and that leaves no room for thanksgiving. However, if we look at the troubles knowing that there was someone, we could call on who had the resources and strength to make a difference; hope replaces the fear and we are able to be thankful even in the midst of our difficulties.

Today we are called to develop a heart that is full of praise, a mind that is constantly full of thoughts on all God’s blessings and to always remember that even though God says No to our request or prayers, it’s still an answer. He knows best. He is our All in all; He alone is enough. He says: “Be still and know that I am God.” It is time to stop worrying and complaining and start praising and thanking God from the depth of our hearts. It’s time to worship him with songs, hymns and psalms.

Make a conscious effort to be thankful. A grateful heart is a magnet for miracles.

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See you all in two weeks as we continue this exciting journey. God bless you all and do not forget that God loves you more than you can ever imagine.

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Lessons from Kobe

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Happy new year Fam

Welcome to a brand-new year and our very first post for the year.

We thoroughly missed you and we have had a lot of restructuring going on, but we are back and thankfully better positioned to serve you.

A lot has been happening in the world, the latest the plane crash that took with nine lives, loved ones, husbands, mothers, daughters, wives and sisters. It’s a shocking reminder of our own mortality, of the frailty of our lives and the need to live our best lives every day.

We might not all be basketball enthusiasts, but Kobe was a name that was known by many, he was a father, husband and loved by many. He inspired a lot of people to do their best, to have faith, to never give up, to be determined, to be curious, to seek out things we love and always work hard when we find them. He was an example and a role model in every sense of the word.

As such it is fitting to start the year on this note, to know that our time here is measured and one day we will be called to give account of how well we have spent this time.

Now dig in.

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Did he really die?

I have found myself asking this question several times since I woke up that morning.

How does someone who was so full of life and so present suddenly leave? How does someone who had so many dreams and plan go forever with the plans staying as they were…as plans?

Such death shook the world and the tragedy of it is surreal. It saddened me, I cried for the loss felt by a mother and wife, for that of daughters and child and as more unfolded, for the loss of both parents and big sister.

Then it dawned on me… every second of the day somebody is taking their last breath. The fact that it did not happen around me doesn’t mean it’s not happening.

The fact that disasters aren’t happening around me doesn’t mean they are not happening. The fact that wickedness isn’t being perpetrated to those around me doesn’t mean they are not being carried out. The fact that people are not being diagnosed by terminal illnesses around me doesn’t mean they are not happening.

Whilst we pray for long life with good health, we should also always first remember to pray for those who heads are bowed down, those grieving, those struggling to hope, those crying, those losing faith. Prayers for faith, for hope and for fortitude in the times of storm; prayers for them to pull through without permanent damage.

And as we do this, let us also live day by day with the consciousness that we may be at that moment experiencing our last moment. As Psalms 90:12 puts it: “Teach us how short our life is, so that we may become wise”

Take a pause; you do not know the hour or time that your life might come to an end, this should be a wake-up call for each one of us.

Would we be proud of what we are doing/ about to do knowing that we may not have time to make amends or ask for forgiveness? Would we still make those choices, hold those grudges, tell those white lies, cheat at those small stuff and live life continuously dancing on the edge? Would we be proud if the chapter we are currently writing of our lives is the closing chapter? Will all those plans procrastinated not seem like wasted opportunities?

Remember, that it is not happening around you doesn’t mean it is not happening.

Today ask yourself these questions:

  • Am I proud of the life I am living now?
  • Am I making good use of all the opportunities I have,
  • Am I living my best life now, will I be proud of the choices and decisions I am currently making now?
  • If God asks for my return right now would I be returning to the Father empty knowing that all He put in me has been used to the fullest?
  • What would be said of me when I leave this world, what legacy am I leaving behind for future generations?

While you read this, don’t forget to pray for all those whose heads are bowed and whose hearts are breaking. May God release fortitude to bear their losses.

We end with these quotes from Kobe

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Everything negative – pressure, challenges – is all an opportunity for me to rise.

I have self-doubt. I have insecurity. I have fear of failure. I have nights when I show up at the arena and I’m like, ‘My back hurts, my feet hurt, my knees hurt. I don’t have it. I just want to chill.’ We all have self-doubt. You don’t deny it, but you also don’t capitulate to it. You embrace it.”

See you all next week, until then remember that God truly loves you much more than you can ever imagine.

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Dear Papa

Who missed us? Awwww we missed ourselves. We have been busy but trust that not for once have we forgotten you all and the importance of the blog. But we are back and better, yipee

Today’s post is titled: ‘Dear Papa’ and it’s one that resonates deeply with us because it’s the heart of a child laid bare to the father. We don’t know who exactly these words are written for but our earnest hope and prayer today is that you accept the Father’s love which he freely bestows on you.

Dear Papa,

I am amazed that you love me, I am humbled that you care about me. I who am the least deserving of your love, I who has done nothing to earn this love; this child of yours who has wounded your heart numerous times by her actions, yet you love her. I am still the apple of your eyes, you still call me yours, you call me the beloved of the Father’s. You love me just as if I were the only one in the world, you sent your son to pay the eternal price for my sins.


I ask myself what I have done to be this loved by you Papa and as always, the answer is nothing. All that you have asked of me in return is that I love you as you have loved and continue to love me.

Yet, my life is a mess, my soul is riddled with guilt and the stain of sin, this robe you have placed on me has become dirtied by the lust of the world, they have swayed me and I have fallen prey to them, this fast-beating drum they have beaten for me and I have willingly danced to their tunes, thinking that time waits for me, hoping that time and again you would rescue me, telling myself that it is just one small mistake and getting lost in the throes of ephemeral happiness, this transient bliss that fades away like morning dew.

You have called me home countless times saying: “Child come home, are you not weary of the world?”, like the lost sheep you have left the 99 searching for me and pleading that I return back to you. Though the stains that my sins cause be as scarlet you promise that they would be whiter than snow. You offer me forgiveness, love, acceptance, hope, redemption and peace on a platter of gold and all I need do is receive it.

Papa, I am scared that may be one day it would be too late, that I would have run so far that I wouldn’t be found, that I would have wandered away with no hope but these words from Psalms 139 reminds me that there is no where I would go that your hands wouldn’t reach me.

Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, ‘Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,’ even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.”

Death scares me father and a lot of people have died lately and all I can think about is that it could have been me and where would yonder future find me. What would become of me when one day I close my eyes never to open them again. Would it be heaven with you rejoicing with the angels or would I regret that I had not made use of the opportunities you have given me.

Hold me close Papa, let me feel loved and cherished by you, open my eyes to see the futility of my ways and the frailty of my life, teach me to number my days that I may given wisdom of heart, don’t let me be deceived by the world and its trappings, show me the path to follow and hold me lest I fall and when I fall pick me up, dust me clean and give me the grace to trudge on. The road would not be easy, but I can trust that with you everything will be fine.

Dear Papa, I know that I do not love you as I ought to but thanks for loving me. This child of yours is truly grateful and promises to do better.

Your Child.

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Until next time, don’t forget that God loves you much more than you can ever imagine.

Conversations with God…Kiki

We are gradually coming to the end of this series titled: #ConversationswithGod. It has been for us a chance to have a sincere heartfelt conversation with our Father who is both loving and merciful. All we want is sincerity in the hope that someone who reads this is inspired to change, to live right. Our prayer is that we come to an enlightenment of all that our Father has in store for us. This letter is from Kiki and it is one that is simple but yet one that speaks volume. We know the Lord sees and we pray that help is close. Now dig in

Dear God,

My father, my friend, my lover seeing you today brings​ joy to my heart God.

Father I say thank you for giving me the best siblings and mother. I thank you for family and friends.

I am also grateful for everything you have done for me and all that you are still doing.

God please see me through these struggles that I go through and help me overcome them. Father, most times I cry because I am tired but your promises and the hope in your word keeps me going.

Father do not forget me ,I love you Lord. Father lead me in the right path in every aspect of my life, order my steps dear Lord.

Your daughter,

Kiki.

See you all next week as we continue this exciting journey. Stay tuned, God bless you all and do not forget that God loves you more than you can ever imagine. Also, we will continue our new series titled: #ConversationswithGod This is us simply writing a letter to God, no flowery words, just a sincere heart talking to the father. You can send us a mail at godlywomenarising@gmail.com. This can be done anonymously or you can drop your name. We hope to hear from you.

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Conversations with God…Dharmie

We are gradually coming to the end of this series titled: #ConversationswithGod. It has been for us a chance to have a sincere heartfelt conversation with our Father who is both loving and merciful. All we want is sincerity in the hope that someone who reads this is inspired to change, to live right. Our prayer is that we come to an enlightenment of all that our Father has in store for us. This letter is from Dharmie and it resonates deeply as the words and questions are an echo of the ones that go through my mind. We know the Lord sees and we pray that help is close. Now dig in

Lord I need you to speak! Breathe! Whisper! Move! Just do anything.
Anything at all! Please Lord.
I’m dead serious now, I am fast losing it.
Lord I am fast losing it and I can’t help it anymore.
Everyone except you and I thinks that I am fine.
You know I’m not , right?
I don’t think it’s depression, this isn’t how they described it.
Everyone I have tried to talk to thinks I am just being emotional.
They think I am the reason for my problems.
How do I explain it?
How do I explain how overwhelming life is for me.
How do I explain the many things that runs through my mind every second.
How do I explain that’s its a solution I need to someone who doesn’t even understand that i have a problem.
I have to be saviour to all but myself.
I am fast drowning and no one is seeing me struggle to stay afloat.
I can’t fail my loved ones but I am failing myself every minute that passes by.
I am not what I thought I would be at this time.
I cannot even say if I am on the path God wants me to be.
The more I try, the deeper I sink.
Lord my anchor!!!!
No one else can understand me right now.
If you can hear me, I need help fast.
I have been doing a lot of hanging in there these days.
Send help dear Father.

See you all next week as we continue this exciting journey. Stay tuned, God bless you all and do not forget that God loves you more than you can ever imagine. Also, we will continue our new series titled: #ConversationswithGod This is us simply writing a letter to God, no flowery words, just a sincere heart talking to the father. You can send us a mail at godlywomenarising@gmail.com. This can be done anonymously or you can drop your name. We hope to hear from you.

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Conversations with God—Sylva

We are super excited to continue this series titled: #ConversationswithGod. It’s for us a chance to have a sincere heartfelt conversation with our Father who is both loving and merciful. For everyone who has asked us what they should write about, we have had one question for them: If you could see God this minute face to face sitting beside you what would you tell him, are there questions you would ask Him or it would just be thanking him for everything. We are not looking for flowery words or an English Thesis. All we want is sincerity in the hope that someone who reads this is inspired to change, to live right. Our prayer is that we come to an enlightenment of all that our Father has in store for us. This letter is from Sylva and it whispers the Father’s reassurance to my soul. It is a balm for the soul and will inspire you to be thankful. Now dig in

Late night talk with God

When I was much younger, all I wanted was the life I am living now. Perhaps, it’s a sign that I am on the right path. The evening is cold and the rain pitter-pattering against my window is getting louder. Still in the thunderstorm, I hear that voice whispering into my ears like he had in the past. He tells me to “… be still and know that I am God…” and then as those words match down my auricle to my spine, you reassure me with confirmatory words, “… for I know the thoughts I have for you, thoughts of good and not of evil to bring you an expected end…”. Those words echo through my being reminding me of who I am and whose I am, burying the boisterous thunderstorms to void. When I was much younger, I prayed to continue the communion I have with you. Perhaps, it’s a sign I am on the right path.

Let’s talk about the blessings you sent to me, shall we?
First my parents. How much I love them and as the days turned to weeks, a subtle reminder I will be a parent someday. Please bless them for me and keep them healthy. They shouldn’t come this far and not reap. Whisper to their ears how much I love them. I wish I could tell them myself, but I don’t know how to. I am not used to it, so please for me, tell them.

For Jenny, Kahlan, Kiki, David and Joe. My heart and love. What is my life without them. You sent the best siblings to me. I am even more glad that as they get older, they tend to fight less which is a good thing. But, I love them and all the uniqueness they bring. Bless them for me. Keep them and guide them to your light. Whisper my love to them.

For Helen and Victor. I can’t think of anyone that I love so much right now. Okay, am sure there are others, but these two stick. I don’t remember asking for buddies this close, but you sent them to me to hold and motivate me. I’ve drawn strength from the conversations I’ve had with them. Please bless them for me. Enlarge their coast and whisper my love and gratitude to them.

For my colleagues, Femi, Victor (lol, the other one). You know I have a truckload full of them. They are all wonderful people. Bless them too and may your blessings shower on their loving souls.

For my job and career. It gave me a purpose and a path. I pray for strength to keep up and maximize all the awesome potentials in my industry.

Let’s talk of my worries, shall we?
So of recent, I have had this unending lethargy towards a lot of things. I am not sure of the root cause, but in moments like these I just want to calm myself with those words that matched into my soul, “… for I know the thoughts that I have for you…” Crest these words on the table of my heart to keep me from falling or forgetting. I also know fear and pain is real, but so is your love and grace. Keep me through my trying times, both self-inflicted and external-caused. Teach me once again to trust in you like I should, for I no strength of my own.

Thank you for listening as always. Bless this night for me and thanks for sending the rain. Now I need to find my duvet.

Your Son,

Sylva

See you all next week as we continue this exciting journey. Stay tuned, God bless you all and do not forget that God loves you more than you can ever imagine. Also, we will continue our new series titled: #ConversationswithGod This is us simply writing a letter to God, no flowery words, just a sincere heart talking to the father. You can send us a mail at godlywomenarising@gmail.com. This can be done anonymously or you can drop your name. We hope to hear from you.

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Conversations with God—Femi

We are excited to continue this series titled: #ConversationswithGod. It’s for us a chance to have a sincere heartfelt conversation with our Father who is both loving and merciful. For everyone who has asked us what they should write about, we have had one question for them: If you could see God this minute face to face sitting beside you what would you tell him, are there questions you would ask Him or it would just be thanking him for everything. We are not looking for flowery words or an English Thesis. All we want is sincerity in the hope that someone who reads this is inspired to change, to live right. Our prayer is that we come to an enlightenment of all that our Father has in store for us. This letter is from Femi and it asks those hard questions that are often on our mind. I felt the words in my soul. Now dig in

God,

Are you there? I have stayed away for too long I am in doubt of how to find you. The numerous times I have failed you, its been you chasing after me with love. This sudden silence makes it feel like for once you have left me to be on my own. I doubt that is the case but if it is, I just want you to know I am tired. Exhausted from trying to pull me forward. These days I find myself dragging without moving. Can you hear me? I don’t even remember what it means to pray anymore. So I figured, since you see and know all, it is safer to connect to you via this platform.

Dear Lord, my heart is frail and my spirit is broken, I need you to breathe life into me again. I desire a rebirth, another redemption from the curses of the law. I have battled with self-doubt for so long that I am no longer in tune with your purpose for me. It has become tough to love myself, hence the belief others had for me faded into reality, roared at by fear of inadequacy. I have continuously sought the validation of others and left a trail of anxiety in my wake. I have subtly traded courage for cowardice just because it isn’t working. Slowly, I have drifted away from an expression of competence in the things I had passion about. Forgive me Lord, but I have to ask, is this really your plan for me? The tunnel has become longer, the only light that shines is a reflection from behind, is this the path you want me to follow?

I am finding it tough to keep faith in myself but I am trusting you this last time to push me forward. At least, shine your light in the direction you want me to follow. The ways of the present world are lined with evil, corruption, and rampant these days, suicide. These options aren’t how I desire to live or leave. A lot of others have chosen those paths, can we judge what informed their choices? Didn’t they pray to you? I have grown to learn that you do not punish, perhaps struggling is the minimum wage for our sins here on earth. Are our sins to big to be forgiven? Where exactly did we go wrong? Suddenly, almost everyone is troubled in their mind. Why are you quiet, Lord?

The world is in chaos. In the absence of pressure comes oppression, an escape from both could easily give one depression, hence seeking ways of suppressing it. Suddenly, there are more friendly enemies than true friends. More condemning tongues disguising as critics. More churchgoers than Christians, more church growers than men of God. I feel alone. I need you now than ever. I am willing to try again, riding on your strength only. I want to shut out the world and focus on you. I am prepared to trade my burden for your will. Can you hear me, Lord? This time, wherever you lead, I will follow. God, I am quiet now, speak through the silence.

Your son.

See you all next week as we continue this exciting journey. Stay tuned, God bless you all and do not forget that God loves you more than you can ever imagine. Also, we will continue our new series titled: #ConversationswithGod This is us simply writing a letter to God, no flowery words, just a sincere heart talking to the father. You can send us a mail at godlywomenarising@gmail.com. This can be done anonymously or you can drop your name. We hope to hear from you.

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