Conquering Growing Pains

If you are like me most likely when you were young, you admired grown up’s. In your eyes or should I say mine they just seemed to have it ALL. Uh I can’t tell you how many times now that I am a grown up I have looked at little children and wished I was them. Having been there before and being this side now I am convinced without a shadow of doubt that they have the better side of the coin. Even the Lord Jesus Christ said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”

A child is always a child to their parents in and in many ways especially at my most vulnerable, I have refused to grow up and have run to mum dearest with my worries still believing she will wave that magic wand and it will all be well. Well not this time, an excruciating pain had I been ignoring and hoping would go away necessitated that I visit the Emergency Room late one Monday night. There I was alone and frightened but determined to get rid of the pain and find out what was wrong with me at whatever cost. What I thought would be a 2 hour wait rolled right through the night and into the morning. I went through procedures that I had only previously only seen on TV shows and as I put on a brave face with every new one, hiding my fears, I couldn’t help but reflect on how blessed I was.

I fussed when I had the intravenous catheter put in and the nurse was shocked that at my age I had never had one. This was the better of the procedures especially as when the results from everything were compiled and delivered, it was not good news. As I bowled my eyes out, the doctor kept saying not to worry as it wasn’t cancerous. For her, having seen  I guess most of what it is out there my situation wasn’t so alarming and yet for me it felt like my world had come crashing as I pondered on why me and what was next for me.

I went through a lot of emotions that day, including being angry at the All Knowing one, but  try as I might I felt deep within me this wasn’t news to share with my mother, at least not yet. The old me would have run to her without a thought, regardless of whether it was sensible or not, so as I went through the day I realized the fact that I was holding up from sharing with her meant that finally I was emerging from being a chicken to an eagle. After all nothing was clear about the next step and what good was sharing with her going to do  but worry her over something  she had no control over.  

By the end of the day I knew that to rise above this situation the only way was up and not down if I was to overcome. I calmed down and I remember what really sustained me was changing my train of thought; Instead of asking God why out of the many people that would be in my position this burden had fallen on me, I decided to instead thank God.  The doctor had implied there were people out there with more dire situations, worse still there are people who have my one night in the ER as a daily occurrence. Thinking this way has not only  helped me  truly appreciate how blessed I am but has showed me that growing up  is not being selfish but is instead looking at things square in the face , with an I can do it attitude.

I am still on this journey of proclaiming healing and restorations and I Know God uses different ways to heal us, I don’t know yet if it is miraculously going to go away or if am going to need surgery , but I am carrying on as normal, taking each day at a time , growing and believing for the very best from Jehovah Rapha.

 

KEEP CALM & CARRY ON...

In late 2012, for the very first time I came across the slogan, “Keep Calm & Carry On.” Hence forth I started seeing more products produced with the slogan; cups, cards, t-shirts, bags…just about anything.

Intrigued at what the buzz was all about I took time to find out the origin of this slogan and learnt that in the  2^nd world war, in the year 1939 while preparing for the worst attack from   Nazi Germany, the political leaders in Britain thought to motivate the people by printing posters with the words, “Keep Calm Carry on.” The posters where actually never distributed  for reasons not clear to me but well after over  70 years here they  are ringing on in even bigger ways . The phrase seems to live on, relevantly too and if you ask me the timing wouldn’t be more perfect to resurrect this slogan.

Naturally I jumped on the band wagon and for most of my birthday wishes since I discovered the slogan, I have duly borrowed the phrase Keep Calm it’s blah blah’s birthday or as the case may be. However writing the phrase out and acting it out are 2 different things, no wonder initially in the 2^nd world war when it was first printed it was never distributed, I imagine instead of calming the people it would have made them panic realizing how close the war had gotten to the safety of their homes.

 

The last couple of months have been crunch months for me with decision making and lots of crossroads to maneuver. To avoid getting caught in several mazes I had to adopt the Keep calm and carry on phrase in my personal life.

It has not been in the least bit easy especially with a person like me who disguises my impatience as pro-activeness; but oh my I have learnt you go places by keeping calm. It is not a cliché when people say take it one day at a time, I think that is one way of keeping calm while carrying on. I have done that and looking back now I can’t believe the far I have gotten and  how what seemed blurred  before is not only clear but sits right in my life.

Of course it has not been in the least bit easy and once again and again here goes my  song again ,   I wouldn’t have done it without my Lord and savior Jesus and of course the different people He daily blesses me to do life with. That is the truth that I can’t hide from and so I will sing on Ebenezer.

1 Samuel 7-12

Then Samuel took a stone and set it u between Mizpah and Shab and called its name Ebenezer, for he, “Thus far, the Lord has helped us.”

 

In a place which I detested even before seeing, getting here I didn’t know whether I was coming or going  but all I had to do was keep calm and see what place had to offer me and boy have I been pleasantly surprised. I am not yet at a place where I can call it home but am chiving on and enjoying the course.

 

Smelling the Roses

I have been feeling pretty uninspired of late, call it having nothing to write home about . Then bang this week from far and near I kept getting reports of people who had lost loved ones. In particular a young man, Umar Ssengendo Ssebagala(RIP) that I didn't now of till his death stirred my heart. This young guy only 25 reported to be healthy by all standards and having it all working , MBA in tow,loving and going in the right direction met his end after collapsing while playing a casual game of tennis. As I empathize with his family during this time I can't help but think how as human beings we are so busy chasing life while the simplest things are not only free but are right there with us. We strive to have so much only to get it and lose ourselves.

This is not to pour water on our dreams and ambitions cause I can say I am truly one of those people who will give it my best shot as long as I have breath but from now on will also take time to smell the roses. I will have a selah moment and look at the far I have come and anticipate the best that is yet to come. However while at it I will endeavor to just take in the small things that God has given me and not only appreciate them but love, love and love.

 

The poem below sums it up;

To realise the value of a brother /sister, ask someone who doesn't have one.

To realise the value of 10 years ask a newly divorced couple.

To realise the value of 4 years ask a graduate.

To realise the value of one year, ask a student who has failed an exam.

To realise the value of 9 months ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.

To realise the value of one month, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby

To realise the value of value of 1 hour , ask the couple who turned backs and slept without a word.

To realise the value of one minute , ask a person who has missed the train, bus or plane.

To realise the value of one second , ask a person who has survived an accident.

To realise the value of a friend , lose one and see

Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have .

LIFE; Embrace, Enjoy , Appreciate.

Birthdays just like the New Year are a time when am anxiously excited. It is always along the lines of bitter sweet, excited that it is naturally a time to celebrate yet privately I reflect mostly about where I should be as opposed to how far I have come.

My birthday is here again and I am happy that I am not only still here but I am healthy too, better still I am not beating myself up about the where I should be, instead I am content that as I look at the far I have come , am trusting that the best is yet to come. I know I have said that a lot in the past mainly as a consolation to keep upbeat but this time I notice that I am saying it with a certain level of maturity.

 

Suddenly, it is like the specks have fallen out of my eyes and I can see more clearly. You can't change what you refuse to confront and let's say in a bid to become wiser with age, I pondered some questions and got some answers. I like to joke that like the Israelites it’s taking me longer to get to the Promised Land. Luckily for me, after some divine revelation, it won't be the long 40 years as I am on track now and over the landscapes I smell the milk and honey..

 

Life is in the details and on this my special day, I choose to replace the mirror with a microscope. As I look back and through, I realize I am blessed, unlovely at some times but never unloved. First by a God who is not only everything by nature but has given me the special bonus of the most wonderful family and friends. This year He has especially gifted me with a birthday mate that I couldn't be more glad to share this day with, so grateful.

 

Today my mum, bless her, prayed for me to get a double portion for all my heart's desires and as I receive that and look forward to walking on from glory to glory, I pray for a brave heart to do what is required and an open mind to cope with whatever may come my way. Life after all, I have learnt is not about getting to certain places, but being celebrated.

 

 

Life is all about LOVE

UH read this and just felt so challenged to share, call it showing  my love...

“Time is your most precious gift because you only have a set amount of it.

You can make more money, but you can’t make more time. When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you will never get back.

Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give someone is your time.

It is not enough just to say relationships are important, we must prove it by investing time in them. Words alone are worthless.

Relationships take time and effort and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E.

The essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others but how much we give of ourselves .

Men in particular often don’t understand this. Many have said .. “ I don’t understand my wife and kids. I provide everything they need. What more could they want?” They want you. Your eyes, your ears, your time ,your attention, your presence, your focus-your time. Nothing can take the place of that.

The most desired gift of love is not diamonds or roses or chocolate. It is focused attention. Love concentrates so intently on another that you forget yourself at that moment .Attention says I value you enough to give you my most precious asset-my time. Whenever you give your time you are making a sacrifice and sacrifice is the essence of love. Jesus modelled this.

You can give without loving but you cannot love without giving.

Love means giving up-yielding my preferences. ,comfort, goals, security, money, energy, or time for the benefit of someone else.

The best time to love is now.

Sometimes procrastination is a legitimate response to a trivial task. But because love is what matters most, it takes top priority

Why is now the best time to express love? Because you don’t know how long you will have the opportunity. Circumstances change. People die. Children grow up. You have no guarantee of tomorrow .If you want to express love, you had better do it now.

Knowing that one day you will stand before God here are some questions you need to consider.

How will you explain those times when projects or things were more important to you than people?

Who do you need to start spending more time with ?

What do you need to cut out of your schedule to make that possible?

What sacrifices do you need to make?

The best use of life is love. The best expression of love is time. The best time to love is now.

This was extracted from The Purpose Driven Life by Rick Warren.

It had a bearing with me and I thought why not start by sharing the message with you.

Be blessed.

MAY

For most of last year and a good part into this year, I challenged myself to use social media to bless the people in my world through sharing inspirational stuff that has touched me. One of the things I did was take advantage of the phone app whats-app and send a positive declaration at the start of every month. It became such a ritual that even when I did forget, I would have some faithfuls remind me and ask when that new month message was coming.

This month though, one of them caught me by surprise by sending me one that not only blessed me but gave me a lot to think about. It read,

Welcome to May

May you find Grace

May you find Peace

May you be blessed

May you be Happy

May you never Weep

May you Succeed

May you excel

Why?

Because its May and Miracles await you.

It was so timely that I just copied it and shared it with all those in my contact list. As I did I couldn't help but wish that indeed I would be able to touch those Miracles that May promises. Not only did the sequence and flow of this prose catch me but the fact that it is May and yes, we are nearly half way into the year. This is a time when I usually look back and sort of start to panic and reflect on my well laid plans and how far or near I am about to see them realised.

This particular May, my life seems to be in pause /mute mode in things I hoped would be a done deal by now and getting this message in my waiting window took me back to a time when the word May was first emphasized to me most when used in connection with Can. In the English grammar lessons May was used as a politer way of asking permission whereas Can was used in more of a capability way, I often had to be corrected when I asked for something to say May I as opposed to Can I. I think it is safe to say that I now know the variations of the two and can use them accordingly.

Thus May comes into play now as am asking and willing for the possibility to touch for some things I thought I would have before we are half way through the year. Sometimes you do need stuff and its up to you to put in the hard work and get there, well not this time. I have laid the hatch, put my bait and have nothing to do but wish that the fish gets here soon.

So I am going back to that wish/prayer that I read as I started the month of May and using my politest , most pleading, humble voice with all that I have within me asking the Lord that May things fall in place and May I soon be on my way to seeing these blessings manifest in my life. Living the dream.

Psalm 23

 

If you are like me, most likely as a child you were taught the 23rd Psalm and have at least bits of it to memory. I grew up reciting this Psalm but it is not only until recently that I saw it in a new light.

The Lord is my Shepherd

That’s Relationship!

I shall not want

That’s Supply!

He makes me to lie down in green pastures.

That’s Rest!

He leadeth me beside the still waters

That’s Refreshment!

I shall not want

That’s Supply!

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures.

That’s Rest!

He leadeth me beside the still waters

That’s Refreshment!

He restoreth my soul

That’s Healing!

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness

That’s Guidance!

For His name sake

That’s Purpose!

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

That’s Testing!

I will fear no evil

That’s Protection!

For Thou art with me

That’s Faithfulness!

Thy rod and Thy Staff they comfort me

That’s Discipline

Thou prepares a table before me in the presence of my enemies

That’s Hope

Thou annointest my head with oil

That’s Consecration!

My cup runneth over

That’s Abundance

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life

That’s Blessing!

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord

That’s Security!

Forever

That’s Eternity!

To think that relationship, supply, rest, refreshment, healing, guidance, purpose, testing, protection, hope, faithfulness, discipline, consecration, abundance, blessing, security and  Eternity are all in one Psalm just shows how great God is; It is not for nothing that He is called Omniscient, not only sovereign and all-knowing but crazy in love  over all His creation. 

 

 

Celebrating the Life of Our Dear Departed.

Death just like birth is one of those universal things that we all as human beings must one day face. It reminds me of wise King Solomon rightfully putting it in Ecclesiastes, there is a time for everything , a time to laugh a die to cry, a time to live, and a time to die …his message being there is a season and a time for everything under heaven.

This March my family was overshadowed with darkness as on 19th March 2014 we lost an anchor to the family, a grandfather, father, husband and friend, my uncle Absalom Luyindi  Sengendo. Death of  beloved one is something I wouldn’t want to wish on my worst enemy{luckily I don’t have those} Naturally it’s a dark season for everyone and during those times am one of those people who tends to get locked  into a thought process of life and its meaning and the afterlife.  One such moment was when in July 2012 my father passed on. That time I found solace in the fact that we should thank God that such men have lived instead of mourning them. As I slowly tuned my mind to think gratitude I was ever so grateful that me and my siblings were not orphaned at a young age as many of our colleagues were. Of course in this dark season, things are so blurred that no matter how old a person is, or how long they have been ill, the reality of it happening, hits us in such a hard way that it is nothing short of a miracle if in the moment we determine to keep positive.

There is a song that has a lyric that here on earth we are a flower quickly fading and as I think about that truth it re-emphasizes to me that life hinges on the Lord, whether we acknowledge it or not, He is the potter and we are the clay and its best to sing with Him if for nothing else so we can live on eternally after our business here on earth is done.

When I started off writing this i thought I would feel the pages, but the mystery of life and why we are here and where we are going has left me short of words, and I guess I will just end with a prayer that even at our lowest may we long with our every being to know God better, to understand His way and find His will for our lives.

 

 

Of Love and Happy Endings

Love, love and more love came to mind a lot in the last month, more so because February for a long time in my life has stood out as the month of love. And naturally as I reflected on love and especially the kind most celebrated in February I couldn’t help but wonder where my “Happy ending” is?

This is not because I am not happy, but because where I come from we are raised to live in the fairy tale end of; and they lived happily ever after. There is something in the air where in an ideal world when the story takes off, you go to school, with a university education a must in this script, where along the way your better half not only comes in the picture but goes the extra mile with not only a traditional fairy tale ceremony to celebrate your union but a formal church wedding and reception to crown it all. The world seems to clock out after that and tick you off in the books of those who have made “it” with just a few still peeping in and meddling to see if there any kids  or further studies after. Let’s say you are safe if you make it as far as the wedding and at least would have made “it”.

I haven’t made the “it” according to the world I was raised in hence the wondering, where is my happy ending? Naturally because I was raised in that kind of environment, much as I may try to disguise the lack of “it” with other achievements it keeps resurfacing. When you are surrounded by family and friends, you will have the one who is bold every once in a while to ask what is holding you back in your delivery. However this year I am well far from pressing, well-meaning friends and relatives and yet the lack of “it” seems to still come up as I go about my business asking, where is my happy ending.

Since there is no one prodding me and yet the lack of the “It” keeps bugging me. I think it is time to take the bull by the horns and get on the search for this “It”, after all much as it is not in the Bible, everyone will tell you, “God helps those who help themselves”. Watch out “it”, I am on the hunt for that happy ending, so help me God.

BUILDING FAITH

I know when the Lord talked about faith as small as a mustard seed that can move mountains, he knew what he was talking about.

 

I am one of those Christians who daily has to pray for the Lord to increase my faith as I have difficulty exercising the little I have.

I come to Him in prayer and supplication as often as I can, but there have been those hard nut prayers where I have presented my request with one eye open, a doubting Thomas of sorts. A recent such case was healing for a cancer patient where in words I believed for healing but in deed rationalized how this miraculous healing would happen especially with those on ground ,already so faint and reporting the worst. Low and behold the patient passed on. (RIP Mr. Moses Matovu)

Luckily this is not always the case and to build my always lingering faith there are those cheerfully employed examples of the Lord’s hand in my life. Looking back to the far the Lord has brought me is one technique that helps me not only to stand but keep believing.

Sometimes if you are like me as you present your needs to the Lord, you are armed with cheer and height of character, swimming in gratification of what is yet to happen as you continue to pray. One such case was a prayer request I carried on from last year about the same time.

At the start of 2013, it was one of those  1+1=2 prayer requests, Lord do your thing , thanks for the blessing, Amen.  Upon my honor 1+1 wasn’t 2 anymore but a sum that puzzled me and all concerned. It soon became clear that the Lord’s answer was clearly wait, something that doesn’t come easily to some of us.

I stood in the gap again, pleading with the Lord for a miraculous 2 , the yes, but because of previous hurdles  this was mostly done with my eyes half closed. As the wait evolved from, 3 months roll on to one year, in my little grain of faith, I still went on my knees asking for a quick answer, whispering perhaps February Lord.

Luckily time presents no boundaries to the one who created it and as I continued to water my grain of faith the Lord blossomed it with a problem not only solved but signed, sealed and delivered. The timing couldn’t have been any more perfect, an unreserved yes at in January much more earlier than I had anticipated.

This answer has motivated me to keep tending my grain of faith for in every trial there is compensation and we don’t even have to look so hard but simply rest in Him.

I have a gleaming hope for tomorrow, for He who has done this, can do exceedingly, abundantly more. #Gratified.

 

 He has given me the booster to fertilize my faith.

Ps

Talk about speaking in parables, I am not even sure I know what am on about but main thing is God is faithful regardless of whether we are or not.

Live, Laugh, Learn; Of God’s Love and His Children

January is gone, February the shortest month of the year is already here, if my math serves me right 335 days to the end of the year. Most people I imagine would still be on track with their resolutions but since I didn’t make any, as I look back to where the first month has gone, I am grateful for a lifesaving revelation I got in the month.

You see at my age, with no child of my own, I am blessed left, right and center with the gift of being an aunt to most of my age mates’ kids that are in y circle of friends and family. In fact for every month of the year, there is at least one little one’s birthday that I have to remember and celebrate. I remember joking towards the end of last year that I was well tired and done with being an aunt as the presents left a pinch in my wallet especially at Christmas. Well, not so fast coz the Lord has used this God given position to teach me something.

This is more so in the last couple of months that I have constantly spent with a precious 3 year old. It has especially been so special as with this one it is not just the odd visit a couple of days here and there all the annual birthday gift but we have literally spent every waking moment together. In most of this time, I have tried to figure out how the brain of a 3 year old functions as I have strived to teach her some of life’s’ values.

The journey like many has not come without flaws and we have shared the good, bad and ugly of life’s falls and achievements with my already thin patience mostly being tried. On one of these days, it’s like I saw the world with a fresh pair of eyes as I likened this relationship with mine and God’s. The resemblance was just so striking that I was humbled speechless.

God, the whole knowing striving to teach me and give me food to equip me for life’s journey and me sometimes throwing tantrums, other times acting along  that a leap of joy has been in order only for me to come trampling down again. In a moment of forgetfulness or total deviance, I have dismissed things that I should clearly know better by now and yet He loves me still.

In some moments of tough love, I have been stern to the little one that to an outsider who didn’t know the intentions of my heart, perhaps mean and unloving but I haven’t waivered and have stood firm by my word as through the different do’s and don’ts it’s has all been an effort of pouring out my love for her.

 Last Sunday, as we sat side by side in church (she refuses to go to kid’s church) the sermon must have been so boring to her that she leaned into me for a cuddle and in spite of not knowing what goes’ through a 3 year Old’s brain as they go through the highs and lows of learning from older people, I felt secure in her love. In that moment I was just this beautiful aunt that she depended and anchored on. It was so peaceful that I couldn’t help reflecting on how many times I go to the father’s bosom to just lean in and trust that He knows best and is there to protect me.

There have been so many moments but perhaps the one that stands out for me is when I will ask her a question I already know an answer to and will listen in patiently to see how she relates it back to me from her understanding. You see for long I puzzled with the question if God already knows what is in my heart why do I have to go back to Him in prayer and say it back to Him. When this little one has shared an answer to me, it’s always so endearing as it’s filled with lots of innocence and emotions that I have no words to give it save for love. Through a child I have been able to glimpse at God’s affection for me and I know what He meant when through His son he said, “Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 19:14.

Children are a blessing indeed, a gift and since I am the Almighty’s I have echoes of love all around me, the trick is to tune in more.

 

Dilemma solved; Dream, Drink, Dance

Yesterday I set off on a 2 hour walk very excited, not only because I had been house bound for most of the week, but because I determined to pass by the nearest convenience store to buy some liquor to toast to the wedding of my brother, Patrick Musaazi.

Cheers

Thanks to the ever evolving technology, such moments like a wedding from 10,000+miles are easily shared through the various apps that are a communication blessing of the 21^st century. However like my people the Baganda say, “amaaso go omuganda gali mungalo” to literally mean, the eyes of the ganda person are in the hands.  The need to touch and feel, be there after seeing these images sent from so far away left me a little nostalgic. Never one to be defeated, I came up with the idea of beating this feeling by drinking to this union hence the walk.

Might I say, this walk is not only very long but quite dull as it leaves a lot to be desired in terms of scenery, not to mention that my stopping point only has a pharmacy, post office and bank to boast of, nothing that a girl like me would take 2 hours to walk for, so really this particular time the motivation was the ‘bottle’.

After braving the heat 83◦F  today , I made it there, like any girl I stopped long enough in the beauty section  quietly  debating on when was appropriate time to start using the anti-wrinkle creams and if they really worked. Soon I was on the liquor aisle with the price tag determining the bottle I would take and bang there it was cheap and cheerful that after reading the basics I quickly made my way to the check out.

And then as the lady scanned my priced possession she asked for my I.D , grrrrrrh , its then that  I realized that in my hurry I hadn’t carried any. I politely told her I had none but I was definitely over and past the prime age of 21 required by the state for someone to buy alcohol. Alas she wasn’t having any of it and there went my high spirits .Luckily as I had perused through the different pews. I had picked a chocolate, a very much needed item after this big disappointment especially with the 2 hour walk back that waited for me without the drink to join the celebrations so far away.

The otherwise beautiful scenery

 

Later in the day, as I was sipping my green tea with lemon, the taste without the influence and munching and savoring the chocolate taste, I couldn’t help but think if I should welcome the pleasant illusion that to some people, like this checkout lady I still look below 21 over the truth that I badly needed a drink not to celebrate but to make up for what I had missed.

I wish had enough faith for the wedding in Cana miracle of water into wine in such situations, but since I don’t I will just say am grateful that at least I’m not falling apart.

Congratulations Patrick and Theresa.

 

Winning the War

There is so much good around me and yet for some unknown reason I seem to be in the lows, something in the air seems to be aiming for me but I am determined to win this heaviness with the lightness that comes from my anchor.

This anchor is the Lord of Lords, the Alpha and Omega and if like me you sometimes have your doubts he is on the winning side and if we lean on Him, the winning rubs onto us.

 As expected, I started the year with lots of positivity, this time more than ever before, the change of the old to new guard festivities were even less evident because of my geographical location that leaves me with  no numbers to make up for what is lacked in the physical with the social. However I was well aware of the dates, and armed with gratitude for the crossing over. I gave up on the resolutions a long time ago and instead opted for a theme to see me through the year. This is especially amplified because as I looked back at last year, what had happened seemed to resonate with my theme.

So I have spent the last 2 weeks of 2014 obsessed with what my theme of the year should be. This of course has rotated around the far the Lord has brought me and the far I want to go. Greater glory and something to do with favour came to mind a lot, but I think it wasn’t until yesterday that I sealed it with winning the war. When one thinks of war, naturally conflict, violence, disruption come to mind. And how very much like my life, for a war of sorts has been an inescapable and integral part of my adult life. At times it has felt that I don’t know whether I am coming or going as I vie for something that isn’t very clear.

However that is all in the past, especially as more than ever before, I am not only sure of what I want but I am well armed to get it. The details of that are something for another day, so all I will say in order to win the war, I am going to strive to ensure that my story evolves positively by viewing it against the backdrop of God’s truth.

I have been a Christian for so many years and in spite of that fact the question on whether God has favorites has often played in my mind. I know He doesn’t though on some days as I try to comprehend Him am certain He does, which makes Him even more interesting. Either way the sunlight is best appreciated against a lake than a swamp. So this year to win the battle and ensure I am viewing the sun and all it has to offer by the lake vis-à-vis the pond.

 I am going to linger long in Christ’s presence to receive His revelation for what is best for me.  What better way to start off winning the battle, especially as it is a known fact looking back at the men of old like David, that those who lean on the Almighty don’t do it in vain. Here is to greater glory and victory 2014.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 Ps.

Well who thinks of conflict at the start of the year, only a psyched in person. Psyched in for positivity and that’s why more than ever before I am determined to wear the victor’s crown this year.