Let’s ponder this…

AN AFFAIR

by Susan Sampson

An affair you say?
No, I would never let that come my way.

I love my man; my heart wouldn’t look to another.
My husband is the best; he’s my friend and lover.
My pride tells me that I could never commit adultery.
No, that would be awful; it simply isn’t me.

Then one day, the Lord revealed to me;
Just how unfaithful I could really be.

For my Maker is my husband,
the Lord Almighty is His name.
He loves me unconditionally
and wants from me the same.

He wants my soul, my body, mind, and heart.
He wants my WHOLE heart, not just a piece or part.

You are my number one, Lord;
I love you, I really do!
Of course I also love my husband;
So maybe you are number two.

And you see, Lord, I have three young children;
they really need me.
Okay, Lord, perhaps you are number three.
Well, who else is going to take care of all these chores?
I guess, Lord, you might be number four.
What about me, myself, and I?
Yes, it’s true; you are at least number five.

I can’t bear to go on; the list would be too long.
I thought that you were first in my heart;
Obviously, I was wrong.

Standing in my pride, I know I’m on shaky ground.
Oh, to be humbled; thank you Lord for bringing me down.
Down to a level where I can truly see;
What really is going on deep inside of me.

The truth of the matter is I love myself the most.
The Lord is not first in my heart;
He doesn’t come even close.
Therefore, I praise you Father with everything I can;
That even when you see my heart,
you love me just as I am.

I’m humbled by this amazing love;
Faithful, true, and pure.
His loving kindness draws me in;
Of this I can be sure.

What do I do now in response to a love of this kind?
The answer is clear:
Love my Lord with all my heart,
all my soul, and all my mind.

How is it now that I can heed this call?
I must die to myself and truly surrender all.
Then the Lord will have His rightful place;
As truly first in my heart, thanks to His amazing grace.

I’ve just read this poem by Susan Sampson and it got me thinking. How easy it is to cheat on God without even knowing we’re cheating on him. Imagine it. We’re cheating on him with the things He’s blessed us with. We, as the church, are the bride of Christ. This makes him our first husband, the one that should be most important to us. But somehow, we find a way to put everything else before Him. We put our husbands before Him, our work, our children, our socil life, everything andput him on the back burner. I’m so guilty of this. In this new year, i’m going to try to keep God first. Him and nothing else. Because i know if i manage to do this, everything else, my husband, my family, my work, my finances, my social life, EVERYTHING, will go beautifully. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

P.S.

Something else that hit me after reading that, if i can “cheat” on God, see how easy it might be to cheat on my partner? Without even knowing? Let’s think about this. Let’s talk about it.

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#MyWeddingPlanningJourney – Part 4 – The proposal

I haven’t posted as much as I would love to, just that i’ve been extremely busy with work and wedding planning. The stress is unbelievable! So let me publish this post i’ve had sitting in my drafts for a while now. It’s the proposal. Yay!

Let me start from the beginning.

I’ve been in a relationship with an amazing amazing (so good, i had to say it twice) man, we’ve been together for just over 2 years in this great great (so great i had to say it twice, LOL) friendship. He is my homie, like, leave the cliche, but he’s the true Clyde to my Bonnie. We have been through it! Laughs, FIGHTS, drama *rolls eyes* EVERYTHING! From the day we got together, he put forward his “manifesto” (LOL) and we began our journey. If i had nothing else to say about our relationship, i’d say this one thing. It has not been boring. We’ve been through some things I could definitely do without but i know this has worked well to bring us where we are now and i’m grateful to God.

A few months ago, we decided it was time to start planning the wedding in that “We know we are getting married anywayyyyy, let’s do it in September” way and i’d often ask “Are we engaged?” and he’d annoyingly answer, “No, i promised you marriage”. Like, “Ugh, what does that even mean???” So we told our families and started quietly planning. But through all this, for some reason, i wanted a formal proposal. Not for any novelty reason, but just so we wouldn’t just “fall” into the marriage. I don’t know if this makes sense. LOL, i do admit that a big reason i wanted a proposal was to hear Mr V (Let’s call him that, shall we?)tell me beautiful things and see if either of us would shed a tear or two. LOL. So, long story short, we were planning our wedding but we weren’t formally engaged. So weird. LOL.

Fast forward a couple months, we were in the UK, we’d been to the jewelers to see what kind of ring i liked. Mr V even tried to buy it on the spot, ya know, to get out of the cringiness of a proposal. LOOOOL, I wasn’t having that. “Mr man, you must propose utunu!” A few days later, almost midnight, indoors with his Dad, Mom, older sister and brother in law, discussing wedding plans, somehow the gist drifted to rings and his sis asked “Mr V, have you guys chosen rings?” and somehow amidst plenty laughter, my adorable homie/boyfriend/fiance poured out his heart, went on his knees and brought out of his pocket, this little black box that had in it the most beautiful half carat diamond, set in white gold. The exact ring i wanted. LOL, i didn’t cry, too cheesy, but i laughed hard. Because i was so ecstatic. And today, i pray that, in Jesus’ name, that laughter will never leave our lives. Amen.

LOL, so that’s that. The proposal.

P.S. There’s a video of this somewhere and i’ll put it up one of these days…maybe

#MyWeddingPlanningJourney – Part 1 – Dress Shopping and I heart Pronovias

Let me start by saying I DID NOT ENJOY THIS! Like, i spend most of my weekday evenings watching “Say yes to the dress”. All the girls always look so cheery and jolly, like they’re walking on rainbows and eating candy floss with glitter in their hair. NOT ME. I WAS FOOLED! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Let me not be too dramatic. My experience was dreadful for 2 reasons. First, this is the middle of May and i’m getting married in August, so my dress options were GREATLY limited. I have to buy what’s available for sale in store and sort out any alterations i may need and secondly, usually, when i go shopping, i just see stuff i like in my size and buy it. When i get home and i don’t like it, i either sell it or give it away, hugely dependent on how much said item cost me. LOL. Not this time. In one day, i tried on like 15 dresses. I almost lost my mind! It took a lot from me…i can’t explain it.

I learnt something about wedding dress shopping and i learnt it the hard way. Before i got to the UK, i had a good idea what sort of wedding dress i wanted. Mermaid or trumpet style dress, fit and flare to hug my curves oh so nicely. None of that ball gown, A-line type mess for me, thank you sir! Oh was i in for a RUDE shock! None of the dresses i tried on in these styles fit me. Like NONE! Instead, it was the A-line dresses. Oh my goodness! They were BEAUTIFUL. I wonder how women who ordered their wedding dresses online felt after they received this supposed “dress of their dreams” to find out it wasn’t meant to be because i KNOW some women have ordered their dresses on the internet without first trying them on. I was actually going to do this. I can only imagine how crushed i woulda been *sigh*

Anyway, i went to 2 stores, one a day, and all i’m going to say is i’m glad i’m going to be married to my fiance forever. Because i cannot imagine doing this again. Full stop.
First dress i tried on at Teokath of London, Wimbledon was the Diosa by Pronovias and i absolutely fell in love with it. OH.MY.GOD. That dress is A DRESS and much more! Waaaaa, the fabric, the fit, it was perfect! Do you want to know what wasn’t perfect? The price tag! LOL. I tried it on, twirled and twirled, almost shed a tear, took a photo of myself in it…..and handed the dress back to the consultant. It was painful *sob*
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Me in my darling Diosa

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The Pronovias model in Diosa

And then i tried on the Platino by Pronovias. I absoluely loved it! But it was an absolutely bad idea to try on a dress that was above my budget first because nothing lived up to it. The Platino was another beautiful A line dress i was going to consider, within budget, but it didn’t make the cut. Blame the Diosa bias.
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The Pronovias model in Platino

So i tried on a million other dresses, not a million sha, like 12, mostly Lusan Mandongus and Pronovias, found nothing that spoke to me and then i tried on the Grecia by Pronovias and it was perfect.
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The Pronovias model in Grecia

I didn’t get it because i didn’t like the neckline. LOL. Simple. At this point, i was exhausted, i needed food so i headed out to Nando’s…my happy place.

Made an appointment for the next day at another bridal parlour, woke up bright and early, showered, had breakfast, put on a full face of make up and set out. Today, i was determined. I only had a few days before i had to return to Nigeria. I.DID.NOT.HAVE.TIME. I got to The Wedding Shop at Wimbledon Park and felt at home immediately. The first dress that caught my eye was the Diosa. Again! AGAIN! Tell me it wasn’t following me. I walked over to it, checked the price tag, lower than at Teokath but still above budget. Guess what i did… I WALKED AWAY! I pooled all the strength i had and i walked away from that Diosa. Whew. It wasn’t easy. But i did it. I did it.
I looked around, chose about 3 dresses, made sure to stay within my budget and got to trying them on. First was Bristol by Pronovias. Yet ANOTHER A line dress that looked absolutely amazing.
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The Pronovias model in Bristol

At this point, i thought i’d found my dress…until i took it off and put on the 2nd dress. In my mind, i knew i was home! I tried the 3rd dress on, just to be sure but it paled in comparison. It paled so badly, i don’t even remember the name or who it was by. It was a beautiful dress but it wasn’t mine. Dress 2 was my dress. I was home.

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This is the store where i bought my dress. The consultant, Natalie, was just wonderful and made me feel right at home. We talked about everything from her son to Nigerian jollof rice to Arsenal FC. LOL

LOL, i’m just glad that dress shopping didn’t take me longer than 2 days because, quite frankly, ain’t nobody gat time for that. So that’s my dress shopping journey and it might be important to mention that my dress is not by Pronovias. LOL, who woulda thunk it?!?! I bought the dress as is and will be doing alterations in Nigeria. Will also buy a veil in Nig. #MyWeddingPlanningJourney continues

Yay!!!

This is a late post. Scratch that. This is a VERY late post. Considering this happened a while ago. Without further ado….
I’M GETTING MARRIED!!!!!!

Over the next few days… or weeks… or months, i’ll blog the planning process. Let’s just say, to stay true and¬†consistent, i have A LOT of blogging to do. God help me. In the mean time, this GIF is exactly how i feel. LOL

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Happy Mother’s day

Today is mother’s day.

I spent the day looking at photo’s of everyone’s mommys on Instagram.
I don’t know if i wish i could take a photo of my mommy and put it on Instagram.
I don’t think i do.
I mean, i wish i could take a picture of her but not for Instagram.
When she went to Heaven, there were no camera phones.
So if i wanted to post a photo, it would be a photo of a photo. Meh!

I wonder if she’d care about camera phones and Instagram and all of that. I bet she wouldn’t.
I wonder if she knows i wish her a happy mother’s day. She was a great mommy.
I wonder if she knows that i think i know why God took her when He did.
I miss my mommy a lot.

My cousins and aunties are great. Well, some of them.
My man’s mommy is great. God bless her.

I want to be a great mommy too… Someday.
Someday soon.

My mommy lives in Heaven.
All angels live in Heaven.
My mommy is an angel.

I’m going to post a photo of my mommy here.
It’s a photo of a photo.
I might as well

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Happy mother’s day!

I read this and i liked it

I believe that every married couple should love themselves, first and foremost. They should possess genuine, sincere love for one another. They should be truthful and honest with each other. They should not hide anything from each other. They should avoid committing too many mistakes in the marriage. They should respect each other and should not take each other for granted. Marriages break when couples take each other for granted. They should ensure they are not apart from each other for long periods at a time. They should learn to tolerate each other. Everybody has a good side and a naughty side. They must be accommodating of each other’s weaknesses.

– Former first lady, Maryam Abacha at her son, Sadiq’s wedding.
A mother is a mother is a mother. Love it!