He Loves You

Hello Lovely Family, I know we were supposed to continue with #AQueenlikenoother but circumstances beyond our control did not allow us. God-willing we should continue by next week. However we have this piece for you, it’s titled “He loves you” . Have you ever doubted his love, have you ever questioned why or told yourself that you were unworthy of this love, this is the Father’s assurance to you. It is our earnest prayers that God stirs in our hearts-yours and ours the desire to know him and serve him better. Now dig in.

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Have you felt a love as pure as the one God has for you?

Have you felt an embrace as warm as that of the Father’s?

Secure, held safe in the arms of your Lord and God.

Even when we were his enemies, held in bondage by sin, sentenced to death, hell-bound, his love never waned, stronger it burned, fiercer it was, chasing me till He claimed me as his. Oh, how I love the sound of that. I am his and He is mine. I am in awe of the fact that you love me. I am humbled by the knowledge that you would go to the ends of the earth for me.

Yes me, when I look at myself, I am amazed that it is I you love. Who am I oh Lord that you are mindful of me, who is mortal man that you should care about him. These words of the psalmist remind me of my own frailty, yet you love me just as if I were the only one.

I have done nothing to earn this love, many a time I do not deserve it, yet you never stop loving me, always a step ahead of me, drawing me closer, a sinner though I am. Yet saved by mercy, mercy inspired by love, love the kind that sends the son to die for the sinful one, I the sinful one and shown grace unmerited.

Darkness has no place in this relationship of ours for you light up every shadow. I feel your love all over me. You have given me the strength to survive everything. Your love is my shield and I am constantly amazed that you love me. How many times have I said I am amazed, that’s to describe the intensity of the love you shower me with me, never holding back, a father is who you are, drawing me close to you, holding me in the hollow of your hands.

You see my mind wonders why? Lots of questions cross through!

Why do you care? Do you know how filthy I am? Do you know all the things I have done? How do you love me when you know all the things I have done to hurt you? How do you keep loving me in my unworthiness? How big is your heart that you keep loving and loving and never get tired?

Your love sent you to the cross, your love for me was the nails that nailed you to the cross. Love answered: ‘Here I am, send me.’

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He Loves you for no reason, just because he does, isn’t that amazing

A sinner I was and yet love stood up for me and fought hard to rescue me. 1 sheep lost and still you came to find me, your steadfast love never ceases. Your love for me sets me free from the chains of sin, from the past.

Grace that is what you have given me, redemption is what you offer me, a second chance, a third chance, a fourth chance and as many chances are as possible is what you offer me; breathing new life into me, saving a wretch like me.

This is me your child with this plea,

Break down the walls I have built around my heart, melt this hard heart of mine, show me how to love you like I ought to, how to please you, I want to rest secure in the love you offer me.

You have moved heaven and earth for me, you have saved me for yourself. You have shown me what true love is.

Your gift to me— Love

My gift in return—Love

See you all next week as we continue this exciting journey and our prayers is that the many lessons God has in store are learnt. Stay tuned, God bless you all and do not forget that God loves you more than you can ever imagine. Please don’t forget to drop a comment and also tell a friend to tell a friend to read. Do follow us on all social media handle @Godlywomenarising

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Broken Vessels

Hello Lovely Family, I know we were supposed to continue with #AQueenlikenoother but circumstances beyond our control did not allow us. God-willing we should continue by next week. However we have this piece for you, do you think you are broken, of no value or use, this is the voice of the Father saying come home my child, you are of value to me. It is our earnest prayers that God stirs in our hearts-yours and ours the desire to know him and serve him better. Now dig in.

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Broken Vessels can still be used

Look at me, I stand, I walk, I fall, I falter. Shunned, derided by the world, no hand to lift me. I lay where I have fallen. They pass, they see me, but no help comes. Leave him there! he deserves it, he thinks he is better than us. They mock me, and I feel pain shoot through like an arrow aimed straight for my heart.

Ignore them you say, they do not matter. Easy for you to say when you are not the object of their mockery. These ones I have called my own, these ones I have called family. She is a shame, cast her away, worthless I have become. My dignity stripped off, my person trampled on. I hide my face in shame, I can no longer hold my head high.

I love you Lord, I really do. I want you Lord; my heart truly yearns for you. The world sways me with its ways. I am pulled in numerous directions. I fight you know I do. I struggle with the desire to fit in, to be the world’s version of ‘normal’.

I fight this urge to give up, to sink into depression. I am broken, tossed by the waves of life. They call themselves Christians, Christ-like yet by their actions they show they are nothing like you. Judging the next person, failing to embrace the other, plucking the speck from another’s eyes while the beam remains in theirs.

I am not like you Lord, I who am born in your image and should walk in your ways do differently. My lifestyle tells a different story, so I am like these Christians I have talked about. My actions show no difference between myself and someone who knows you not.

A broken vessel that’s what I have become. They think me useless, but you can still use me. I am not useless to you, am I? You can take all the broken pieces of me, scattered around the place and make them whole. The cracks cease to show, a whole new creature I become in you. Say the words and I will be healed. I am still useful to you, right?

Broken Crayons can still color they say. Broken Vessels can still be used. Broken vessels can still come to life. Mercy pours out for me, for us, Wholeness in every drop of his precious blood.

Hope in every stripe on his body, life in the death he died. His voice, my shepherd’s voice calling me home. My lover’s voice draws me close. His love holds me fast to him.

I am free from the chains that have held me bound. I am free from the snares of sins and the past. A wretch was what I was, but grace found me. His blood washed me clean, tenderly with love in his eyes, with gentleness in his hands, all my bruises he washed.

I realise now what I am. His treasure, his beloved. He the potter, I the clay, moulded to perfection, perfect for his use. Take this heart of mine, take my failures, weaknesses and excuses and use me as you would. Let me a broken vessel work for you.

Won’t you come home to your love? Don’t you know whose you are? Beautiful, perfect, wonderfully made. You are the beloved of the Father.

See you all next week as we continue with #Aqueenlikenoother and our prayers is that the many lessons God has in store are learnt. Stay tuned, God bless you all and do not forget that God loves you more than you can ever imagine. Please don’t forget to drop a comment and also tell a friend to tell a friend to read, share and subscribe. Do follow us on all social media handle @Godlywomenarising

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I am Helen (replace with your name)the Beloved.
I am loved by the one whose love leaves me in awe.
It’s a Love that defies definition.
It’s a Love that pulls me deeper into the embrace of my lover.

I am Beloved by a lover whose touch is pure joy.
He has my heart wrapped in his.
His presence is constant joy.
He is the essence of my being.

I am the Beloved of Him who is Before anyone Else.
The thought of Him fills my sleeping and rising moments.
He holds the key to my heart.
In Him my soul is always at rest.

I have found him who is worthy of all my love.
I am priceless in his eyes.
He loves me despite my flaws.
He makes me perfect just for Him.

I am beloved by the one whose Grace is sufficient.
He keeps me strong in times of difficulties.
He is my constant hope.
He is joy for all ages.

I am in love with my King and God,
The one who paid the price for my sins.
He drew me up and said: ‘it is forgiven’.
In Him my hope is renewed afresh.

His love knows no bound.
He loves me completely.
He is the air I breathe.
His praises are always on my lips.

He is the way I must follow,
The truth I believe.
He is the life that gives me life.
In Him, I am beloved.


Say no to insurgency and Yes to a peaceful Nigeria.  God bless us all.


This is dedicated to my one true friend ‘SYLVA’. I miss you so much, can’t wait to see you.


When all green lights turn red,

Neighbors around me gone to bed,

Whose tender voice I always hear,

My Best friend.


When all have got their doors shut,

Who’s ready to listen, when I’m hurt,

And would give me gifts, she’s got,

My Best friend.


When the boring nights are near,

Who would show me love and care,

Even when on one is ever near,

My Best friend.


When the heavens let go its sun,

Who would call to describe the moon,

And sing sweet song for fun,

My true friend.






I know a God whose love is indescribable;

whose mercies are forever new;

who forgives our every sin and guilt.


I know a God who gives not only second chances

But third chances and even fourth

And as many chances as possible just to draw us to His very self.


I know a God who did not spare His son

His one and only,

so that we can stand before Him blameless, holy and whole again.


I know a God whose very essence is love

Who gave and gives us every blessing from his heavenly places

And asks us for one thing in return; our unfailing love to Him.


I know a God who is willing to lead us on life’s journey

Who sends his grace to strengthen us, his Spirit to direct us

Who is absolutely good.


I know a God who is a father to everyone

Who calms the raging storms of life

Who is there in every trial and difficulty.

I know a God without whom we would be nowhere today

Who is the very air we breathe, the way we must follow

The truth we must believe and the Life that gives us life.


I know God whom I am persuaded to love and serve

I know His words will be fulfilled.

I know that nothing can separate us from His everlasting love.


He is my life and hope, my strength and power.

His love is unending and like a flood His mercies flows continuously.

His kingdom will rule and reign forevermore.

You too can get to know Him and experience His love and mercies.


Say no to insurgency and Yes to a peaceful Nigeria. Be security conscious most especially as the elections or selections draw closer and PRAY, I cannot over emphasize that. That reminds I am really sorry for not posting anything for a while, the network in my new village is crappy and I have been really busy. Its not easy being a teacher. Kudos to all teachers out there. This kind of service to father land is too much, I can’t wait for it to end. God bless you all.




I got this from a friend of mine—Aku Damian and I decided to share it with you all.

One day when walking down the street, along the student’s walkway,
With the screeching of tires and the grinding of brakes, rattling of drums,
Chanting and the screaming voices, was thinking hard,
On academic stress and spiritual brokenness,
The hundred cares which seems like thunder clouds about to break,
Self-pity said to me:
‘You poor thing, you have too much to do,
Your life is far too hard; this heavy load will crush you soon.”
A swift response of pity welled up within,
The burning and scorching sun seemed more intense,
The dust of puffing motors flying past, the noise of people walking pass,
Seemed to grate on my whining nerves; my weary, and troubled and fretting mind,
Could bear it no more, I thought to myself Ah! It will break and crush my spirit,
I cannot bear this constant strain of endlessly aggravating cares,
They are too great for such as I, so thus my heart condoled itself,
“Enjoying misery,” when Lo a small still voice distinctly said,
It was sent to lift you not to crush, I saw at once my great mistake,
My place was not beneath the load, but at the very top,
God meant it not that I should carry it alone, all knowing he knew of my incapacity,
Before the plan was made, He saw in me a child of His, one in need of grace,
And with the ability to serve faithfully;
In me, He saw a puny twig requiring sun and rain to grow, an undeveloped spirit,
A weak soul, whose faith was shaking, He could not help but see all this,
With tender thoughts, He placed me where I had to choose to either grow or die.
To lie and cringe beneath one’s load means death,
But life and power awaits all those who dare to rise above their burdens,
For our burdens are our wings, on them we soar higher realms of grace,
Without them we must roam forever on planes of undeveloped faith,
Oh! Paradox of Heaven, the load we think will crush us was sent to lift us up to God,
How to climb, by what can I surmount the carping cares of life?
For Lo within His WORD is found the key which opens the secret stairs,
Alone with Christ, secluded there, I unburden my load and mount His load.
I rest secure in Him.

Say No to insurgency and Yes to a peaceful Nigeria.


I promised you all a poem and thanks be to God I am able to deliver on that promise. I had a splendid day with friends from different parishes all over Lagos. The letters are still on and as soon as I get another letter, I will definitely post it, you can still send your letters to helenchels@yahoo.com. This poem by Linda Arlene Fassett is specially dedicated to all mothers especially my mother. Happy birthday mum, may you grow from strength to strength.

Because you are my mom you loved me before I was ever seen
You thanked God for this miracle, this little human being
So exciting, yet fragile it all must have seemed to you then
Hearing my little heart beat inside you, now life begins

Because you are my mom no pain was too great for you to bear
Now you’re a mother and I your child with joys and pains to share
And so into this world my life began each breath now on my own
One day we will look back at just how much I’ve grown

Because you are my mom you worried for me within your every bone
You finally let go of my little hand to take my first steps on my own

Because you are my mom you showed me through the years
To care about others and their feelings and the things that they hold dear

Because you are my mom you taught me right from wrong
Understanding that my faith in God will forever keep me strong
Showing me that being my own person is the only tool I’ll need
When morals and values are your foundation to succeed

Because you are my mom you loved me enough to also be my friend
You would be right there in ways that no one could see or ever comprehend
When there was no way I thought you could ever understand
There you would be, non-judging and willing to lend a hand

Because you are my mom, God’s gift to me was you
As your daughter I will always love you and promise to be true
I thank you for so many things and will try to never make you sad or blue

Because you are my mom, and one-day I will be a mother too
I pray I never forget all that you’ve been through
I am your daughter and in your image I am proud to be
By the grace of the Lord you were created, and then I came to be.

Do have a lovely weekend and may God bless you all abundantly. I love you all. Next week promises to be exciting, I can’t wait.