I only want what is meant for me.
If the shoe doesn’t fit, we move on.
beyond measure
I only want what is meant for me.
If the shoe doesn’t fit, we move on.

I think God has been teaching me something really important. The art of trusting Him. It involves not knowing what is going to happen, or how its going to happen, but not allowing the uncertainty to steal your joy and peace, rather just rest in Him.
I have been in situations lately, where all I can do, is absolutely nothing. I just sat there avoiding thinking too much, and just do the next doable thing . I don’t want to lie and pretend that I was having full trust or confidence that a miracle will happen. I was just waiting in silence as the events unfolded. And for once in my life, choosing not to worry about it but rather face whatever was coming.
I kind of understand how the Israelites felt when they were freed from Egypt , only to find the Red sea waiting for them. They didn’t have any plan whatsoever. But you know what! The best part of the story is that God did not let them down.
It may not be clear, may be painful, or a matter of urgency, one thing is certain, God is dependable, Just rest in Him, and let Him hold your broken pieces together. He was, still is and always will be a good Shepard.
No matter what happens, as long as you are walking with God, He will always be for you, holding your hand through it all. This too shall pass.

I would tell him about my dream
I would ask of its meaning
Perhaps even ask that he helps me remember some of the details that faded away when reality came back.
If only Daniel was here
oh yes I would ask
Because I dreamt of this flower
But I know not what the dream means .
Is it just me, or when ever I find myself at the verge of a big life change, I suddenly feel like maybe I shouldn’t. it doesn’t matter if I had months of being convinced beyond doubt that its the right move to make, then when I actually get to the big moment, my stomach turns. I start making excuses for the reasons I had before for deciding to change. Its like am no longer sure if I truly want to change. A feeling of familiarity steals away my peace. I start seeing those once frustrating moments as manageable and current struggles as better as I also do know what will be waiting for me on the other side.
Life is not predictable, and anything can happen, no one knows what lies at the other end.
But despite that , we can’t avoid change, its inevitably part of life. A continuous process that happens everyday, whether we are conscious of it or not. It may uncomfortable yes, but its part of the journey.
Am the risk I do not regret. For the longest time, I tried to follow other people, be what they want me to be and do what they want me to do. But i decided to do me. And I don’t regret that at all. Its liberating.
I could have fought for my dream. I could have taken the chance, choosing the unfamiliar route to my truest desire.
Oh how I wish I could have, but I didn’t. I chose the comfort of the familiar over my peace . For the longest time my heart was in deep sorrow. Moaning over the lost dream. The dream I could have fought for.
Did I learn my lesson? No. How foolish.
Twice I failed to fight for my heart, and lived to regret it, for I never found my peace.
Perhaps I will tell my story someday.
If I were to go back, I would want to do things differently, but am sure I would still find myself right here where I am. For this is the path with my name on it. Living this life a thousand times will not change it.
It is part of my story, part of my destiny.
But it still hurts.
Last night I had a dream. a long waited answer to my silent prayers.
How brutal the subconscious mind can be.
After spying on me through out the day, taking note of my deepest desire
Taking note of the most hidden, treasured and well guarded thoughts
Only for it to flaunt it in a dream
A dream to which I woke up with a heartache
A dream that confirmed my worst fears.
A dream that only lasted a few seconds but reflected what my heart truly wants.
If only dreams could come true.

After a days work, I really want nothing to do with work stuff, it keeps me on the edge, so I find myself looking for something to soothe out my unsettled mind. I simply channel the mind to the flip side of my reality, and what do you know, I have new hobbies.
I find myself trying to draw different things, of cause am no artist, never took a single class, nor was I born interested into it, but it calms my mind and helps me release the days stress. Now am into singing lessons, and yes am not a singer, but just leaning a thing or two, of a world that’s foreign to me make me appreciate and love life better. Taking a walk has become one of my weekly event just seeing nature do its thing saying a prayer or two as I go. Some days I channel my mind to adding more knowledge of different kind of things, was surprised, one day when I found myself deep in a conversation about politics and I actually had points to say and people supporting my view. For someone with poor people skills, this is a big deal.
I simply allow my mind to explore other things other than what my day to day life if filled with, it loosens the tension, and helps me wind down.
I bet you thought I would say writing.
Oh well, I write to at least get a chance to tell the world that there is hope in Jesus.
PS :HE LOVES YOU DEARLY AND SEEKS TO BE IN YOUR LIFE AND YOU TO GET TO KNOW HIM.
Its no secrete I have questionable people skills. In person, you may not like me as much. But when am behind the screen and using written words, I turn out to be not so much of a bad person.
Social media is a tool I use to be a better person, connect, maintain relationships and stay informed. The things I can’t do in person, I will probably do them there.
In person, its difficult for me to start a conversation, let alone keep one going, but I can easily reply or comment to a post and hence start an engagement. As simple as that.
So I use it to cover my biggest weakness among others, my curse or blessing.

If I were home, I could have been part of, one of the most exciting meetings we hold at church during this holiday.
if I were home, would have been having my usual crowd headaches, as I will be spending the entire day around lots of people.
if I were home, would have been having early morning rushes and late cold nights.
If I were home , would be stressing about the responsibilities and duties I would have to do during the meetings
If I were home I would be with family, not just my immediate family, but my true family too, the body of Christ.