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.