He will pay

I heard my daughter's name called as the 'Overall best in Pre-Nursery' and I can't begin to explain the pride that enveloped my heart. She had made me ridiculously proud and happy. I must have almost suffocated her with my hugs and I finally gave in. Nifemi has asked for a Tablet for the longest time possible. I always said 'No.' Yes, I've always known she is technologically savvy and I can use parental control but I never considered it important enough to fit into my budget. This month however, I threw my budget out the window and my baby has her tab. She deserves it.

God never forgets our requests. He will answer when He will answer. However you are more likely to get answers to your prayers in the place of service. One day; the tears, pains, and sacrifices will be all worth it. God is not a debtor. He pays. Seek Him first. Make Him proud with your choices and watch Him swing into action and bring the world to your feet.

God is always faithful. ❤

Peace, love and pleasant surprises.

Your favourite writer girl,
Love.

P.s. Nifemi has called me like 100 times to ask me to get her 'bobo' drink and I have been sitting right across her. Help!!!

Roar baby

If your childhood involved watching Lion King, raise your hand.🙋‍♂️🙋‍♀️

Simba ran for his dear life after he had being manipulated into thinking he killed his father. He ran from purpose. From his assignment. From his legacy. It was an easier life there in the jungle. He sang Hakuna Matata all day, everyday. No pressures, yes but no fulfilment of purpose too.

He was meant for more. His father, Mufasa's spirit lived in him and he gave him no rest till he went back to Pride Rock to confront Scar, his enemy. The strength of his roar was unprecedented. His beautiful defeat of Scar was too sweet to watch. Small Simba of yesterday was now a LION. A big boy so to speak. The grounds shook. They knew the King indeed had just introduced himself. Now he meant serious business- no more hakuna matata-ing all over the place. That fierceness had always been in him, he just needed a situation to push it out.

You are the miracle you are looking for. You are the one thousands of souls are waiting on- to hear your songs, to read your books, to buy your products. It is inside of you. It is in you. You carry your healing, your deliverance, your greatness. The world is waiting on your roar. God your father lives inside of you, you carry Him. Therefore, you are not restricted to a particular location. Believe that wherever you are, you must thrive. Get up, pick up your things and walk, King. Enough of the pity parties. Enough of the fun times. May you not use your destiny to play. Your kingdom is waiting on you.

Speak to the King in you- Tell him to get up and walk.

Roar baby, roar.

Peace, love and sunshine,

Your favourite writer girl,
Love.