|Nothing shall mess with my Christmas mojo!|
Friday, 14 December 2012
I am so grateful I know God and that he is my standard of what a good, loving person should be like for were I to use human beings as my indicator or guage, I would be a truly sad woman. People are just funny.
They want you to move on, be better, but do all they can to root you to the spot with their distrust and journeys back into places in the past you are doing all you can to relegate to the bottomless pit of forgetfulness.
They want you to love generously but their own hearts are so stingy doling out their own love only in return for some crazy expectations (that ugly word again) that just erode life out of your Life.
They want you to be friends but say and do things that you doubt even the most fiendish enemy would stoop to. I know it sounds over the top and me too, I wonder, 'how can this be?' Beats me but one thing I do know sha and it is this: The world is full of funny people.
I have also come to the conclusion that it is possible to love people but not like them very much. *smiling wryly*. Or let me put it this way, it is possible to love some people yet totally abhor the way they behave. Abi? What do you think? It is sort of like how God loves us yet hates our sins. Yes, I am feeling like him right now. I am loving some people yet hating their sins against me. The funny people (not funny 'ha-ha', they are funny 'how far?') are trying me sorely. But in keeping with the season, I shall not be moved. Jesus is about to be born and no one, I repeat, no one, is going to mess with my Christmas mojo.
Right now, eleven days to our divine D-day, I am not happy. I am not sad. I am just numb. Nevertheless, I look behind me, I look to my left and to my right and I look at my today and I am so extremely grateful. Funny people or no, I can roll for God from here to Mokola in Ibadan in gratitude for the little things like food in my freezer even if my pantry looks so empty. In gratitude for little big things like my eyesight and my fingers tapping away at this keyboard right now and my ability to feed myself and even just cos I can pee when I want to. In gratitude for big little things like my kids surviving another school term going up and down one of the most perilous roads in Lagos if you ask me.And in gratitude for the big big things like my heart still beating in my chest, for the hope that springs eternal thanks to the season we are in and most of all for the knowledge I have in my heart that God's love for me is deep, wide, high, agenda-less and best of all, unconditional.
This season it is my prayer that all the funny people out there will take a leaf out of God's book and quit being so, so, well, human. Try a little divinity for a change. A little divine love never hurt anyone. Who knows? You just might like it. Plus life is a boomerang remember? You get what you give.
Now, if only I could find a way to get these funny people to read this blog. Lol!
Merry Christmas in advance People and remember, refuse to let the funny people out there mess with your Christmas mojo! Ra ra, nothing must kill our gratitude to God o! Lailai! We will rock this Keresimesi and we will rock it well!
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