A lil’ something…a lil’ love.

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Hello there! It’s time to clean up the cobwebs that must have accumulated on this blog *sheepish smile*. Thank you for staying with me thus far, and thanks to all my friends and followers who’ve been asking me to post stuff, thanks a million! Okay, just a lil’ something: This is me waxing poetic…enjoy and drop ur comments, God bless you, one luv.

I see you in my eyes…
In sweet soft light of emotion,
Beauty illuminates our lives…

A lot of times we go thru the motions
Without finding the truth
Of what love is, its root.
So I look to fall in love with love Himself.

Love is sacrifice.
Love is trust.
Love is patience and understanding.
Love is giving.
Love is truth.

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Parenting and childhooding…

Remember when you were a kid? Ever tried telling your father, “Dad, I just hate you now!”, and you’d see if you wouldn’t be beaten blue-black, starved for days and thrown out on the street. If you were an adult and you said that you’d be threatened with a matchete, and if you were still living at home, omo you don pack comot be that! Of course I’m not saying you should say that, it’s obviously wrong and way too extreme if you want to tell your parents how you feel about an issue.
So what am I saying here? In the era I grew up in, parents had the final say in anything. Heck, they had THE SAY. Finish. Fullstop. Shikena. And it was either you went along with it or you went along with it. No buts. No input from you. What did you even know?
That might have worked at some time, but obviously, a child grows to become an adolescent, then an adult, capable of making some decisions, and able to handle him/herself in a situation. But most times, these parents don’t change. And that’s when the fight begins.
Now, dear parents, I’m not saying you’re not doing your best to bring up your children in the way that they should go. I know that part of being a parent is setting boundaries for their children, in what’s appropriate and not. But please while you’re doing that, watch that child’s progress. Know when he/she is capable of doing some things on his/her own: first time out, first driving lesson, whatever it is. There actually comes a time when your child is going to make some major life decisions that are not your business to make, (yeah, I said so!) The only thing that will matter is the lessons you’ve instilled in them.
For some parents, parenting for them is all about the dos and don’ts with the ‘don’ts’ list far longer than the ‘dos’. Why would you stop a child from playing drums, just because you want him to go to school? A lot of times we don’t realise that extra-curricular activities actually help boost the brain’s capacity to learn. My advice, encourage the talent in that child, but help him/her find a balance that works, while pointing out that education is also important in developing the talent and making it truly worthwhile.
One thing I know parents, is that you should listen to your kids. Yes! Create that environment where you can play with them, laugh with them, crack a joke with them. That way they’ll confide in you, and keep doing so until your betray their trust, or push them away emotionally. How can a doctor know what’s wrong with the patient if there’s no communication between the two? How can a bird fly if it doesn’t actually get to fly? Like a woman once said in church, “As parents we’re not going to be able to monitor our children’s every move, but we can put the Word of God in their spirits and let it guide their actions right”.
And so, with this, I take us to God. Yeah, He made us, right? And He’s the one who gave us these children, right? So what better way do we bring up our kids than with God’s Word? I know it’s His manual for life to us. (Yes oh, we buy appliances with manuals, abi?) The manufacturer of any piece of equipment always puts instructions on how to use his creation. That’s what God has done. So it’s back to the basics. Let God run your life, live His Word daily and you’ll know how to deal with your kids…at least you’ll get to see the verse that comes immediately after the popular “Children…honour your father and mother…that you may live long on earth”. Wanna see the verse? It says ( `a la pidgin 🙂 ) “No dey provoke your pikin dem, no make them vex!” *laughs* Here you go, from the New King James: “And you, fathers, do not provoke your children to wrath, but bring them up in the training and admonition of the Lord”. (Ephesians 6:4) you can check out other versions of the Bible, like the Message translation.
So there you have it parents, no make dem vex o! 🙂
Kudos to all the parents who’ve listened to their children and pointed them in the right way for their lives, Congrats!!!
If you’re a parent and you’ve read this, pls feel free to drop your comment on how you talk to your child and help him or her answer life’s questions. Thanks and stay blessed!

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And this child survived…

I just saw this quote on Twitter by Jefferson Bethke (@JeffersonBethke): “a creative adult is a child that survived”. It reminds me of what Jesus said in the Bible: “Truly I say to you, unless you repent (change, turn about) and become like little children [trusting, lowly, loving, forgiving], you can never enter the kingdom of heaven [at all]” (Matt 18:3 Amplified Bible).
For a lot of people, life has left them bitter and broken, unable to trust anyone, much less forgive wrongs done. Love is a far-fetched thing for them. “It’s a jungle out there…so you gotta be a tiger in order to survive”… “It’s a dog-eat-dog world out there”…these are the words of those who have allowed the hurts of this world to harden the soft, loving Jesus-sized space in them called a heart.

Jesus knew what He was saying when He asked us to be like children. God’s love needs that open-hearted, childlike heart, where there’s trust and love and the belief that all things indeed work together for good, just as it is in His Word (Rom 8:28).

I have met people who believe you put away childish things when you become an adult (1 Cor 13:11), and yes, I agree with them on that. But that passage did not mention putting away a childlike attitude and outlook to life, which is what was referred to in Matt 18:3. I know that God’s Word never contradicts itself.

I’m not saying we should live in denial and turn a blind eye to all the depraving things happening in this world. No. I know that there are wicked people who would go to any length to inflict hurt and pain, especially on little children. I know that not everyone is Goody Two-Shoes. I know that some people will rather stab you in the back, for no just cause. I know that.
But I also know that God’s Word is yea and amen, and that He has said I shall not be hurt (See Psalms 91; that’s some beautiful Scripture). I know that He is the Lord strong and mighty, who watches over His own. I know that I am protected and preserved from wicked and unreasonable men (2 Thess 3:1-3). I know that for every bad person out there, there are more good people. I know that I can still succeed inspite of challenging opposition. I know that forgiving people helps my heart, not them. I know that I am the love-child of a love-God.

Like the quote above says: “a creative adult is a child who survived”, the child within survived the harsh realities of growing up and still kept that true hunger to know more, to experiment and explore endless possibilities. That’s what God did when He created the earth. He saw something beautiful where there was nothing at all. We’re made in His image, so we create as well: ideas, carvings, recipes, you name it, every creation is us acting like God our Father.

Now why did I choose to write about this? It’s because I’ve always remained a child in the innermost recesses of my heart. A pastor once said that in each and everyone us, there is still that little child of five, that little toddler, that fresh adolescent. For me, it’s very true, and I wouldn’t wish it anyway else. Some people actually say it to my face that I don’t act grown up. I don’t care. If being grown up means living as if I don’t know that God loves me more than I could ever love myself; if being grown up means always looking over my shoulder to see who’s out to hurt me; if living that kind of life (where you’re afraid of taking a bold step toward your happiness and destiny because you fear the unknown) is being grown up, then I’d rather remain a child, resting assured in my Father’s love for me, for the Name of the Lord is indeed a strong tower (Prov 18:10). I’d rather be God’s baby (ever in His Presence) than act all grown up (and defenceless) before the devil.

My point exactly: let God’s Word have root in your heart. His Word may seem like foolishness to man, but it’s actually wiser than men (1 Cor 1:25). Don’t let the cares of this world strip you of the joy of growing in God’s Word that’s new every morning. As it is written in the Scriptures: “Keep (guard) thy heart with all diligence; for out of it are the issues of life.” (Proverbs 4:23)

I hereby rest my case. Think upon these things, my friend. May God bless you.

Cheers.

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Where are the love letters?

Before you start wondering which love letters I’m talking about, remember that boy in primary school who was always pulling your hair, teasing you and generally getting on your nerves? And the one in secondary school who used to send you those ‘ditto & doxology’ notes? 🙂 Yeah! Those letters were hilariously cheesy! I remember the boys used to quote full Westlife, Boys 2 Men, and All 4 One songs…eesh! Then those gargantuan words copied and pasted from dictionaries that smelt as ancient as the words themselves…:D. As the Boys truly became Men, the language either changed to something much more mature, or that mushy part of their brains disappeared entirely 🙂 Now with our fast-growing Information Technology, we’ve evolved from writing lengthy love letters by hand to typing text messages, e-mails and instant messages. Our love has gone techno!

Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not advocating that we go back to those Nipost days, no. It’s just that, being as in love as I am with words and writing, it would be nice to see a hand-written note or card (oh how I love cards!) once in a while…being sent or being received, being bought in a store, being cherished…weaving its way back into the fabric of our lives. There’s a touch of humanity, a part of one’s personality that shows in our handwriting. The various emoticons on our messenger apps help us fill that void sha.

But wait o…what medium am I using to create this blog post? 🙂

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