peacock strutting

Him: “So I was speaking with your boss today and [your boss] was singing your praises.”

Her: “Really?”

Him: “Yes. And I vehemently agreed. You need to hear things like this as it’s not always said.”

Her: “Thank you so much. That means a lot to me.” Continue reading

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I Am Not

On a recent Friday I was skipping out of work to join my brother in the city centre to see Hacksaw Ridge in the cinema, to celebrate the plus one addition to our family. I was already feeling very happy for the later days of that week even though there was a rough start to the week. But oh well, thank GOD for HIS never-ending ability to gracefully interrupt the lows and give reasons to smile and celebrate out of HIS forever love and peace! Thank YOU, GOD!!

Anyhoo, on my way out of work, I was saying my good nights to the cleaners as I walked past them. When I got to the third and penultimate one for the night, she stopped me. I was wondering what that was for but stop I did. She asked me to excuse her, and I gave her one of my excuse tickets for the day! Lol . . . Continue reading

Have the Half Time

We interrupt the SS series to bring you some thoughts for the holidays, especially if we’re wearing similar shoes!

A friend of mine did some mathematical stats on the number of hours teachers work compared to ‘normal’ workers like you non-teachers. You can read it here (if the link does not work for you, holla and I’ll copy and paste it at the bottom of this post). The summary of the post is that teachers generally have an equivalent of 2 weeks of holidays per year, so be nice to your teacher friends, eh!!

So I had my first half term break for this academic year some weeks back and I was determined not to let the break break away from me nor allow myself coast through it but be productive – feed my mind, body, soul and spirit. This mindset kept me in action mode and I maintained, give or take half an hour, my sleep routine. I was exhausted by the week leading to the break, getting out of the bed needed a good portion of self-talk! But get out I did! Continue reading

WooMan

Pre-P.S.: listening to Synesthesia (by Bethel Music) while reading this, helps.

And there is this lady where I work. She cleans. Last year she cleaned on the first floor. This year she was moved up to clean on the second floor. I work on the second floor. She cleans morning and evening. I see her everyday, almost. She has a great smile. Always asks how I am doing. And it feels genuine – the smile stays on. She gave me a contact for taming my ‘fro. As she wields the mop stick and handles the cleaning cloth, the smile stays. Sometimes I hear her sing. Just writing this is making me emotional. I want to hug her. I want to paint a lovely picture of her. Why? Continue reading

little Big things

You may have noticed I have not written in almost a week now. Well, I have an excuse, sorta, I’ve had a bit of writer’s block! Now, this is not because I haven’t seen GOD in my dailies, I mean that’s the subtitle of this blog. And I have been writing in my journal quite regularly too! It’s just I haven’t been inspired to take any of those sightings broader nor forward. I asked my brother-man for ideas, he gave some funny (more like silly) ideas and finally this one I’m writing today.

I thought I’ll talk about what happened to me quite recently and how I no longer feel silly for writing things like ‘grateful for safe driving to work’ everyday in my gratitude journal.

So I had a meeting with some senior colleagues, that for the sake of how much I Continue reading

Do Not Flush

I recently had a long overdue catch up phone call with a dear friend of mine, who I hadn’t spoken to in, what I wouldn’t be surprised to find out if true, a year. It was really good catching up with him and sharing testimonies of seeing the hand of GOD in each of our lives. Our conversation could have gone on for longer but he had work to get back to and I had holiday to keep resting in…lol.

 dont-flush-wipesImage credit: CVSan

One of the things we spoke about was job-related, finding a good job in a foreign country. And we both had similar experiences and whilst reflecting on our conversation, and another I had with another dear friend, I came to the conclusion that no effort of faith in GOD is ever lost. I’ll say that again:

NO EFFORT OF FAITH IN GOD IS EVER LOST.

It may appear that you put all your eggs into HIS basket and then suddenly, Continue reading