Madam Mariama

The woman greeted me on the phone in the native yoruba language.
It was a strange number and I did not know w ho it was.
Then she introduced herself. I had her number on my other phone.
Some weeks ago, the workers in my church had gone on evangelism
close to our church vicinity.
I had spoken to a woman who was washing clothes by a tap. She told
me she washed clothes for money. She did not understand English and
was a moslem. Hmmm...How do I preach to a moslem and in the yoruba
language? I remember that not knowing what to do, I asked her if there
was anything she wanted me to pray about. She requested that I pray for
her children. I prayed . In yoruba language. Truth is I stumbled most times as
I do not think I have ever had to pray in yoruba.
We exchanged numbers as I saved my telephone numbers on her phone
and promised to give her a call from time to time. I called her a week later.
It was a pleasant call.

I was having a "not so good" day. One of those days when you feel so
overwhelmed and just wish someone would understand you and not
really say much...just be there.
Madam Mariama's call that day to know how I was doing reminded me
of seeds of care we sow into the lives of people. These seeds give birth.
Whenever, a face or name comes to your mind, to try reach out. It could be
through a call, a text, mail or a silent word of prayer. Somewhere, you will
be putting a smile on someone' face.

tola

CHEZ IFE ( LOVE PLACE)

The door sign read "open"

So I walked in.

It certainly did not look like the regular

It was not grand or anything

Just different.

The seats were of a different make.

It was not the fanciful kind

It was made of hard wood.

The type that will hold you anyday.

Plus the load that you carry.

I looked around.

Not many people were here

But the few had this soft look on their faces.

You know, that look, tranquility.

Yes, tranquility.

There was this particular woman

wearing a blue dress.

She was reading a book and had

a drink in front of her.

I looked at her and liked what I saw.

But first of all...

I called the waiter.

A smart looking gentleman waiter

walked up to me.

"What would you like to drink?" he asked

"I would like to have what she is drinking"

I said pointing to the woman in the blue dress

"Oh that. It is the drink of grace. One glass coming up"

It made sense, this is Love Place.

tola

A Yuletide Love Letter

Dear Father,

Your sweet yuletide fragrance from above is

here. The air smells different already.

Thank You for the past 11months.

You have been a great Father. 

Thank You for those big blessings

during the year and the very little ones

that are too numerous to mention.

Thank You for Nigeria. Your plans for us

are good. Thank You for the wonderful

people You sent into our lives this year.

Thank You for dreams that have began.

Thank You for doors; those You opened

and the doors you shut on our behalf.

We bless You for supernatural supplies.

Thank You for those divine interruptions.

Thank You for those days and nights,

rains and sunshine. We thank You for growth.

The list is endless…………………………………..

Most of all thank You for the

Birth of Jesus.

Merry Christmas FATHER.

Tola

Friend Reconnect Miracle.

I was reading Buky Ojelabi's post on Friends on www.bukville.com a couple of days ago and It got me wondering how I have been treating friends in my life. What kind of friend have I been really?

Like most people, I have lost contact with some friends who have made impact in my life. The cold hands of death snatched one of them a short while ago. I had not spoken to him in a while and I remember wishing we had created more memories than we had...

This post is about the "friend reconnect miracle"  I had last night. Bolanle and I were close in school. She changed schools and somehow we lost contact. Over the years, I always felt I did not handle certain aspects of our relationship properly. I looked for her, asked mutual friends then but no one seemed to have any information about where I could find her. I have been carrying a feeling of guilt concerning her for years and always wondered if I will ever get a second chance at our friendship.

Until last night. I was thinking about how to handle a particular issue and I was complaining to my sister, when my phone rings. After 11yrs, I get to hear Bolanle's voice again. We spoke on the phone for a while and I sent her a FB friend request. Bolanle is now on my friend list just as I am on hers. This was my highest point yesterday.

Now, the issue I was bothering about is still there,but this morning I want to thank God for my Friend Reconnect Miracle, which is the answer to a prayer request so long ago. God knows what He is doing. You might have forgotten, but He has not.

Tola

Margaret Oluwafunmilayo Adeyinka (10/01/1953 - 13/10/1996)

The sound of those tiny feet

Have become footsteps of adults

Though you are not here

We all wish you were

Days have turned months now

And those months have become years

Some things we try to remember

Others we wish we could forget

Your voice sometimes still echoes

Calling away from too much play

You made sure we knew then

It was necessary to obey

Your children are all grown now

Be assured where you are

That though we cannot see mom

We act like yours that we are.

Tola (2008)

MY THOUGHTS ON GOD’S CHOICE FOR ME

Do I trust God? Of course I do. I mean He has brought me this far. I trust his choices. He also has ways of making things come together for me. He is after all the master planner.

He is interested in everything that concerns me and that includes the man I would eventually marry. He has plans for my life. Specific plans and He has told me so. He knows I need someone who will enhance those plans. I am also needed to fulfill the purpose of my future mate. He knows that together, we will bring glory to His name and not shame Him.

I believe that because I love God, He will make things work together for my good. He will create opportunities, circumstances and sometimes give specific instructions to me and people who are somehow connected to my life to bring this purpose to pass.

God is the best judge of character. Therefore He will help me find a suitable partner. The person that God will match me with will compliment me in so many ways. His strengths will cover my weaknesses and vice versa.   I have to understand that God’s match for me can never be a perfect person. Therefore I am not to look out for perfection in my future mate. It exists in no one. Instead His match for me will be perfect for me.

What do I have to do in all of this? Seek God first as well as His righteousness, every other thing will be added unto me. Set my heart on His work and I will likely find a mate who also has his heart set on God. I have to relate with people and make myself someone who can be matched by God.

Tola (11/08/2010)

YESTERDAY ( YES TO DAY)

Yesterday, if I could,

I'd bring you back.

Will say those things

I was always afraid to say.

Will write that letter.

Will enjoy the moments.

Will make that call.

Will end a grudge.

Will speak my mind.

Will take a chance.

Will go visiting.

Will love someone.

Are these regrets?

Not really. Just a reminder.

I must not say all these Tomorrow

Tola