Mummying Hurdles: Chit Chat About Motherhood, Work and Life As An African Mom Living In Diaspora.

 

Feeling a little bad as I sit to write as my child wanted to sit and have these long talks that are windy and I had just really had enough at 9:30pm, I needed to catch some kind of break. I did manage to have a moment to actually round off the discussion with him before sending him off to bed. Then earlier this evening/late afternoon, as I WFH, I'd been completing a series of tasks that required focus and just as I was completing a piece of work, my other son comes in and was like "mummy, mummy, please can I have another apple?". At first I was so focused that I was zoned out and wanted to just complete this set of tasks, until his chattering broke my focus and I got up and just couldn't go back as I thought "I'll get back to it tomorrow morning". It's the mind fragmentation for me.

Speaking and Creating.

It's October already. How the year has flown. How has the year been so far for you?

The last 2 years have been really tough for me all wise. I feel like I've been through the fire, through different tests and that I've gotten to a point where I truly am living by faith. The Only thing that feels sure, that promises stability, that promises assurance, that promises victory, is the Word of God and my complete trust in what His word says.

Of Heaven and Things Above: A Discourse About The Afterlife

I really just came here to see if the writing would flow today. I've been thinking of writing, I just haven't had the chance in my life to do it. How are you? How have the years been? How has life been treating you? I truly hope that, whatever cards you may have been dealt, you've been able to weather it with unwavering faith in the victory we already have in Christ Jesus.

I want to talk about the Afterlife. I have been fascinated with the Afterlife lately. I lost my father in February 2024 and he was buried in March. But even before this time, I think the thought of the Afterlife came into view proper for me about 2021 when a friend of mine suddenly died in childbirth. We weren't too close but we had started getting close and we would chat and one day I had called her and whilst we were talking, we broke out into prayers and their was a real move of the Holy Spirit. That had only happened once with someone else and I noted that perhaps we needed to be closer- so I planned to sort of pursue the connection, to see what God had there for us. But life was also happening with me and was so busy and I was just so immersed in the busyness of life, mummyhood, parenting, chores.... and then she died. Her death was a rude shock. I was like "How?". After "How", I then began to think,

"So Booky is in heaven now? I wonder what it would be like- what she would be doing....".

It was bizarre in an almost eerie way to think that she was no longer "here", she was now somewhere else. So bizarre. And then when Mohbad, a Nigerian secular singer, died, for some reason that happened again. Maybe it was the way he died. The fact that he seemed to know it was coming and would allude to it, and also because it seemed like he really did not want to die, he was so gifted when it came to music, I almost felt like he was cut off right before his light could really shine and he seemed like he was just really looking for a chance to "become" but there had been factors that seemed determined to stop him from expressing that light that was within. The scripture that comes to mind is the one that says "he was cut off from the land of the living" about the Lord Jesus (Isaiah 53:8). But this time it was about a young talent who fell in with the wrong crowd but who, innately, seemed to still retain the light of God and fear of God in him- he was just battling with the burdens of the flesh: addiction, fame, sin etc etc.

Changing Seasons.

 

Hey Lovelies,

How are you and hope you are well. Well, well. I didn’t think I’d be gone so long. I’ve been contemplating what to do with this blog. I’m at a place where I’m not sure whether to keep writing it or to simply morph this into something more …… serious. Something that didn’t simply feel like a hobby. Anyway, more on that later. 

How has your year been? Mine has been…. interesting, for lack of a better word to describe it. 

A Tale Of Trees.

 I originally posted this on Medium, a platform I'm currently using to write. Just thought I repost here in case anyone wanted a light read .

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A Tale of Trees

As I drove back home this morning after doing the school runs, and as the traffic trickled by pretty slowly (lots of people either driving to work or trying to get their children to school), I suddenly became aware of the trees I was passing by. The road we were on had trees, about 2 meters apart from each other, lining one side of the road. As can sometimes happen, it felt like I was “noticing” the presence of the trees for the first time, and almost in a

Goalsetting And Why You Should Set Goals.

A great life doesn't just happen. A great life isn't something that will just happen to you out of the blues, by default, one day, whilst living a mundane, mediocre life, you, suddenly, stumble into purpose, stumble into excellence, stumble into meaning. Life doesn't work like that. A great life doesn't happen by default but by Design. A great life happens by DESIGN.

You have to DESIGN the life you want to have, to make a plan about what you want to have in your life. I remember hearing Brian Tracy say once that people make a plan for every other thing they need to get done- we make a detailed plan and design when we want to build a house, with the help of an architect, and then we build according to the laid out design, even when we want to cook, we make a plan, a list of the ingredients we need- and if you are not a list person, at least you make a mental plan, we have a mental picture of what the outcome of putting all of these ingredients together would be- we even have a mental picture of how it will taste BEFORE we cook. But when it comes to our lives, we just "go with the flow, and just wait to see how life goes". That's setting oneself up for a life of mediocrity, mundanity and meaninglessness. A set up for a life of dissatisfaction, full of the pain of confusion and lack of clarity. 

The Real Christmas Message.

 

This was a letter I wrote to my neighbors yesterday but I thought I share this message here as well for all of my online neighbors who aren’t believers yet or who are Christians but who don’t really have a clear understanding of what the gospel is and what Jesus really came to do for us. Please read and be blessed and Merry Christmas to you and yours ❤️🙏🏾

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Hello There,

I hope you are well and that you have the love and comfort of family in this season. 

As we draw near to Christmas Day tomorrow, I feel compelled by God to write to you. You see, I’ve probably not been the best neighbor- not only because my natural tendencies are to keep to myself but mainly, to me, because I’ve never reached out to you with the good news of Jesus Christ.

I do have a reason I haven’t done this. I have often looked at my own life and thought, “well, I don’t have it all together. I lost my cool this day or that day and I haven’t exactly been living like a pious Christian as my crazy can tend to come out now and again”, until recently when God started impressing it in my heart that He hasn’t called me to be pious and churchy- that’s being religious and that’s not having a relationship with Him as my father. I don’t need to have it “all together” to tell others about Him and to show them the freedom, peace and joy He has brought me- I just need to do it and also trust that He loves me- with all of my imperfections- and He will gradually chisel away all the rough bits in my soul, my personality etc until I look just like Him, a personality full of Love because God is Love. 

Repeating Patterns.

Today was one of those days. Today was one of those where I needed a really tight hug and a listening ear. Where I needed someone who I could share vulnerably with and to and who would "get me" and who I could sit in silence with and not feel the need to fill up the silence with awkward and forced conversation. I'm not sure what set off the mood and colour the day had today but I didn't actually wake up with that mood. It had changed as I was about to go on our school run- I think it started after I had drunk some green tea on an empty stomach. So whilst on the school run, I began feeling queasy, a type of queasiness that wasn't really nauseous but just really uncomfortable and almost painful in my tummy. Was rushing to drop the kids and run back home to start my work from home job. I tried to show up to work but I just really began feeling unwell- I already had a cold and wouldn't stop sneezing but it was on every call and meeting I had to be on today- I just took the day off. The day then sorta grew progressively worse. I needed to run errands but I just didn't have the energy to. The crazy bit is that this was all mental. It all just was that I wasn't in a great mood. I began praying and just muttering prayers through the day for strength. I knew the fastest way to flip the situation was to turn on some worship and praise music and begin confessing to myself but I simply just couldn't- I had a ready excuse in my head- I was trying to read and answer some self awareness study on myself I was completing. And then hubby came back, kids were back home and there was just so much distracting noise...... It was only this evening that I realised that, actually, at this time last year, on the 29th, I had had an unpleasant and crushing experience that had left me quite deflated. I realised that what I was feeling today seemed to be a foreboding feeling about what my mind was thinking would occur tomorrow- it was relieving the experience it had last year...... I've heard that these patterns and the attending feelings tend to repeat themselves- I can't remember now where I read or heard that but I'm curious, is this true? I need to research that because the feeling I had today was quite alien. But thinking about it in terms of what happened last year makes sense because I had felt really crushed on that day- a lot worse than the feeling I had today but it makes sense that my mind was almost sort of prepping me for what it thought lay ahead.... Lol. I did journal alot and pray a lot (before I was able to draw the lines of connection to what seemed to be happening) as I just wasn't sure what my body and mood were saying to me and I was just in desperate need of comfort, intimacy and assurance from God. EVER HEARD OF REPEATING YOUR PATTERNS? DO YOU RECKON EVEN OUR EMOTIONS ARE REPEATED AT THE SAME TIME OF THE YEAR? Please share your thoughts with me as I'd LOVE to read from you. Until next time Lovely, Ciao. Love Always, Judy.

Living Aligned.

Hi Lovelies,

Hope you are well in yourself. Just thought I drop by to write a bit here as I have a few bits on my mind that I'm trying to clarify. I'm beginning to think that I'll just write in order to arrange and clarify my thoughts..... which was how I really used to write. I feel like I've unconsciously begun looking at my writing in a different way, as though I needed to use it to teach, to inspire, to preach and because of that, I wouldn't feel

Bound. Now What? FIGHT!

 

So, the devil managed to sneak into your life, as he expertly does, to plant strongholds that you are now struggling with. Somehow these things have grown with you- you thought nothing of them when you were in the world and lived a life of carnality- but now, now, you've given your life to Christ and all of a sudden, what you KNOW you should stop, you suddenly find you cannot stop.

You're confused. You've just prayed and yet, you are being led by the stirrings of your loins. You go back to your cleared device history and mindlessly scroll back to the website you swore an hour ago that you wouldn't visit anymore. After your shameful escapade, you feel dirty. You hate yourself. God must hate you. You cannot pray. These demons are mocking you. You hate yourself. You are bound.

Goodbye 2020. Thank you 2020. Happy New Year!!!!

                            

2020 was a bit of an unexpected year for everyone. I chuckle when I think of all the goals I had set for the year and how that, by late March, it was quite apparent that a lot of those plans had to be moved: a pivot was needed. 

This year though, I walked by faith in a way that I had never. I'm truly grateful for the spiritual growth and awareness that happened this year. God had laid a fresh hunger for spiritual growth in me from late last year and so I got into this year knowing my teacher and waiting for her to open up her teaching platform/bible school so I could be fed. And fed, I was. 

Are you in the wilderness?

Ever been in a season where things just aren't working out in your life? Where your life seems like it is capsizing- all the goals you had and plans you'd made for your future seem to be going in a totally different direction from what you had hoped it would? Ever happened to you?

Ever been in a dark place where NOTHING makes sense? You are sure these happenstances aren't ordinary anymore- it’s one thing after another..... you're drowning, you're praying, it's not making sense, there's no one to talk to- everyone you may have had the privilege to talk to is somehow absent- doing well, unreachable, busy with their lives (that is progressive and forward moving), you're alone, not making any progress, stagnant, static, depressed, ashamed to be seen, embarrassed with where you are, asking pertinent questions to God, confused, suicidal, wondering "is this all there is to my life?"- have you been in this place? 

I have. Oh, but by God, I have. It is a lonely, lonely place to be. 

Faithful in Little.

May 25/5/2020

I'm literally sat here with my blog draft open, unsure where, how and what to start writing. Phew!
Firstly, I have felt like a bit of a ball dropper. I have been getting heavy promptings in my spirit about not only picking my writing up, but being faithful and diligent to and with it.
I've absolutely lost the zeal to write about things that I would write about in the past. So, in a sense, I'm not exactly sure what I am to write about and I'm not sure why God is leading me to pick this back up, but I will obey regardless.

                                  

Hi guys,

Hope you are well. Well, yesterday (Saturday), my friend and sister, Naomi Ose, of  @thebrookchurchng (on Instagram and Facebook) had a Live streaming where we discussed about Depression, what it was and how to fight it as a Christian.
Thank you to everyone who joined the discussion yesterday. The network connection wasn’t the best and we plan to have another discussion soon but this is just to encourage anyone in that low place, HOPE in the Lord God Almighty. Don’t be ashamed of what you have to struggle through, depend on God. Turn to him. The ONLY cure for depression is the word of God and prayers. You cannot medicate something that comes from the spirit. The world can tell you it’s a “chemical imbalance in the brain” and etc but the word of God clearly tells us about the “spirit of heaviness” ( “To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.”- Isaiah‬ ‭61:3‬ ‭KJV‬‬). There is healing in your praise. The only tried and trusted ways I have found to stave off depression and fight back are:

Repent, for the kingdom of God is at hand!

Hi Guys,

Happy new year of 2020 in February and heyyyyy!

It's been AGES and I feel like I've been gone foreverrrrrr! I'm not even sure I've got any readers left but that's okay 'cause my writing has never truly been about numbers and who was reading but more about my need to express the thoughts in my heart and my mind and if anyone read it, fine. So I know my readers will be back- wherever it is ye all have absconded to (Lol!).

I know I've been gone a long time but I needed to take a break from the blog. I feel like I have had a long period of construction going on- where the Lord pretty much was working on me- and is still working on me.

But, yesss, I am back and i am back with THE WORD! I am back with THE CALL! Yess, I am back with THE GOSPEL!!! And I am here to speak to YOU if you are: