I crave to be called your own, to have someone I can rely on. My friends are great but I want you to be mine alone. Let’s go for a date, I pray we bump into an old friend(petty huh). I won’t hesitate to hold your hands and smile as I introduce you as mine. Well that’s because I’m proud of you and I want the whole world to know.

Well, soon I would post your picture and caption it, “if you know, you know”. That’s one bandwagon I cannot wait to join. Let the observers admire and the “haters” sneer. After all you are mine and that’s all I need. I hope I repent of all petty behaviour soon…

Can we go for a walk? Would you take random pictures of me. Would you pray with me? I hope you hug me when I feel down. Oh and let’s be goofy, it would be fun.

Just wanted you to know that I have waited for a while, please do come soon. While I’m here, I know I have all I need. That you pray that I feel the father’s love every day. Each time I need a hug, His love envelopes me. As for pictures, He’s got the focus right- I’m the apple of His eye. While I’m here, I’m not alone. I sit at the father’s feet and rest in his warmth .

I miss you so much. Here I wait loved and at rest. I pray you walk with our Father more…

Much love,

Musings of a God girl.

Hey,

It’s been a minute. I missed you too…lol

Well I don’t think I have a lot to say but just a few things I would love to talk about.

So just imagine, you’ve being praying for a miracle. You wanted something so bad and finally it came. You danced, gave a powerful testimony at church and had everybody talk about God’s goodness. Just as you started enjoying your blessing, it seemed like some things weren’t going too well. You had a blessing, yet at the same time you had things that constantly made you unhappy.

Intense right? Well, many times that’s the sum total of life. You would never really have it all at any point. Like I always ask, what is your attitude when things go wrong? Are the problems enough to make you forget your praise?

Just so you know the strength you have is not a figment of your imagination. It’s real, made available through God. Hold your head high and smile like you ain’t got a worry in the world. It sure does get better.

Makes sense? Like I said it’s just rants.

Much love,

Musings of a God girl.

Thanks to my dad’s wifi I could watch more videos on Instagram. It was mostly make up videos that I’m certain that I would never practice. Like the sunset eyeshadow, so beautiful but I just don’t see myself trying it.

For about two days a particular video kept popping up. It was about a lady’s family sponsoring her for a vacation. I didn’t watch because I didn’t see any vacation in sight for me and if there was I am quite sure my family wouldn’t sponsor( oh Fafa of little faith).

So I finally got myself to watch the video. I had huge expectations. I thought that if she was posting it then it must be one ‘big’ vacation. Like Maldives, Bali and the like… but I was shocked it was to Burkina Faso.
I do not mean this is a bad holiday destination but I know for sure that I wouldn’t have been as grateful as the lady was.

The vacation was fully sponsored and she mentioned that she always prayed to God that any vacation she would take would be fully sponsored. God did it and she was excited. By the time she finished sharing her testimony I found by self praising God for even the “little” things.

Today just take some time off to thank God for every single thing he has done. Its refreshing, try it!

Thank you @tatasjackiechan for sharing your story
God bless you.

https://www.instagram.com/p/B1D0_2-hwd7/?igshid=oz92ygkel9y4
You can watch the video on the link above.

Much love,
Musings of a God Girl.

I have an uncle that is usually very quiet . Anytime I get a visitor he reacts in two ways. If it is a lady he makes himself as inconspicuous as possible but if it is a guy ,he hangs around and even chats with him. As soon as the guy leaves, he asks, “Is he the one to come or should we expect another?

Usually, I answer in the negative but before long I found myself asking the same question when I meet a new guy. Is he the one to come, or should I expect another?

I’m certain my uncle meant no harm and was just looking out for his niece. Yet anytime I asked myself that question,I realised my patience run out when the guy had no romantic interest. I had it all wrong. I believe the best question to ask should be, what can I learn from this person and how can I influence his life positively.

I found myself approaching genuine friendship with this attitude. Beloved, boyfriend or nothing else. So I lost the opportunity to network with amazing people. I gave a cold shoulder to the very people God had positioned to be a blessing in my life.

Now I know better and have learnt my lessons. I hope you don’t adopt this approach to friendships with the opposite sex and if you have please change your mindset.

The one to come would surely come but please enjoy your friendships.

Much love,

Musings of a God Girl.

Dress on point, heels on point as for the way you spoke, girl you nailed it. I stood in front of the mirror giving myself all the accolades. A girl needs to have fans but I choose to be my number one fan. I went on to my little dance, you know the little dance right? That crazy dance you do when no one is watching, you get it right?

Well if you don’t get it I cannot help you, my moves are for my eyes only. Back to the point, I continued to give myself a Ted talk, “the whole you go girl speech.” Then it suddenly dawned on me that I did not deserve anything I have got. Suddenly my mind went back to hurt I refused to heal from and the whole pepper them attitude.

Hmmmmmmm , if God was giving me things based on merit then I would be the last person on his list. If there was such a list but there is none. God loves me and in his goodness he gives me what I need. Yet in all this he shows me my faults with love. In that moment I did not feel condemned but loved.

That’s how I spent my whole day singing Indescribable by Kierra Sheard. I know I am dramatic but… If you think you are where you are because you have behaved in a good way to get God’s attention then I’m sorry to burst your bubble. Develop a relationship with God not because of what you would get . Know God for yourself.

In the course of your walk with God things would not always go the way you expect but I can assure you that God would blow your mind. When He does blow your mind, do your little dance but give Him all the glory.

Much love,

Musings of a God Girl.

Hmmmmm Christianity is not beans, I mean it is not easy to be a Christian. Growing up I thought a Christian was someone who said Praise the Lord to every greeting and somehow managed to have an easy life. I was born into a Christian family but accepted Christ when I was quite young. It took a while to understand that the Bible showed me how to live my life. When I finally understood and tried to live by the Bible I realised it was not easy. I felt left out and weird.

Then I realised the “grown-ups” looked more at peace and concluded that all I needed to do was grow up and experience the peaceful life. Did I hear you say you don’t know what’s going? I’m pretty sure I heard “eventuarry” too.

Pretty soon I was an adolescent with raging hormones and thoughts I was sure God was not pleased with. I figured that must be the storm before the calm. The calm never came and now I know it would never come.

I do not always feel like being godly, holiness is not so appealing a lot of times. Sometimes I wish I could just be normal, why does God’s word seem to hard to obey. I am pretty sure you fall too, you make mistakes too and do not always feel worthy of God’s love.

Today I have a message for us. Do not stop, don’t give up. God’s arms are wide open,waiting for us. His grace is sufficient for us. In spite of my mistakes and inadequacies I’m running into God’s arms.

Are you coming?

Much love,

Musings of a God girl.

Wesley Girls was my dream school, I walked with a spring in my step after I chose it as my first to fourth choice. I knew I had to pass this exam at all cost. Lebene mentioned that she wanted to go to Achimota School. I was quick to tell her that her choice was not the best. I mean mixed schools were for the “spoilt children”. She smiled gracefully and shook her head.

Not long after an announcement was made that high school placements were computerised. So we had to choose our schools all over again. I didn’t think that would have been a problem. It was Gey Hey all the way. My dad insisted on going with me to see my teacher about the placements. I should have known there was impending disaster the moment I saw them look at me seriously but I didn’t suspect anything at all. So I sat down and smiled at them. I mentioned that I was sticking with Gey Hey.

My world suddenly came crushing when my teacher( Auntie Emelia) said, “We think Achimota School is a better choice for you ” Eeeeiiiiiii after what I told Lebene. I am sure you can imagine how much I cried but clearly my parents were not changing their mind and they had my teacher’s support.

I went to the Grey City( Achimota School) on 26th September , I think. I spent a lot of time imagining how life in Gey Hey would have been. I hated way the boys hissed when ladies passed by. At the moment I forgot how to walk, am sure they always had a good laugh when they saw me. I hated that I was always so self conscious and that I was shy. I hated that I had to walk to the Eastern compound for class.

Instead of working on overcoming my problems, I kept wishing for life in Gey Hey. After a while school life became so demanding that I did not have the time for wishful thinking. Soon I started becoming better, more confident and learnt to manage time. Oh and Lebene also enjoyed Motown life. In the end I felt bad for not accepting her choice.

I mean if I could go back it would still be Achimota School but without the What ifs. You must be willing to bloom where you are planted if you want to make any impact. Allow yourself to grow, eventually you would understand why you had to be where you are.

Much love,

Musings of a God girl.

She looked at the picture for the umpteenth time. How did Ewusi become so successful?, she smiled but before long her thoughts couldn’t help but wander. Self pity flooded her the moment she decided to compare. They were class mates and even shared a desk. The same Ewusi who needed her help to understand simple things in class. Look at me she thought, I’m miserable.

Ewusi thought about Ama and decided to give her a call. Before he realized it was morning. His phone was by him, he had opened Ama’s contact. This stress is making me loose my life, he thought. I really need some time for myself. Man must settle fast this locum is killing me. Soon I hope to earn enough and have more time for myself.

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At some point in our lives our circumstances might be overwhelming or underwhelming. We might be too busy for our own good or we have too little to do and feel we are not going any where in life.

We do not dare to classify or compare ourselves with some who commend themselves. When they measure themselves by themselves and compare themselves with themselves, they are not wise. 2 Corinthians 10:12 (NIV)

It is much harder for us to be content with where we are because the world’s systems make it easier to see the achievements of others. There is an unspoken standard that we aim to reach to show the stuff we are made of. If only we would try and understand the sacrifice it takes to reach those heights we would not be making comparisons when we are not ready to put in the work.

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On the other hand there are those of us who are really doing the best we can but are just stuck. We never seem to get better opportunities. It always the mundane stuff, the boring things.

If we are faithful in the little, we can be assured of the bigger things. I once lived close to a construction site and a very tall building was to be constructed. The foundation was dug so deep. I just couldn’t wrap my mind around the amount of concrete needed to fill it. Everything looked so routine at the site. If they were not mixing concrete then they were arranging iron rods. All these things that made no sense to me were to allow the structure to stand. At the end it was such a beautiful building.

It took workers who did not get tired of routine to construct a beautiful building. Please do not get tired yet. Allow the mundane to build the beautiful.

Much love,

Musings of a God girl.

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“And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us”. I could recite the Lord’s prayer in my sleep but I always struggled with that particular phrase. After years of being a Christian it should be somehow easy to forgive right? I thought so too.

I had a crush on him for the longest time. I’m pretty sure he thought I did not want to be his friend. Every time he tried talking to me I just could not find the right words to say. So I gave short answers and prayed that somehow we would become friends. That prayer was answered under very interesting circumstances. So we became friends, then after a while we were a little more than friends. I was certain we would date and maybe even get married.

I thanked God for giving me a good guy, if you know what I mean. At least I was sure I was saved from heartbreak. He was not going to leave me. Just when I was so confident life took a different turn and our lives headed in different directions. I was hurt.

Fast forward a few years later, he messages. I am sure he means no harm and just wants to be friends. Yet at that very moment I could feel the hurt all over again. I had not forgiven him and I felt like I had the right to.

Of course I did, I had the right to be angry, resentful and unforgiving. So I called my mentor and told her how angry I felt. She laughed and tried to look at things from his perspective. I felt my anger melt away but still tried to hold on to it. Then she said, you know what just forgive. I replied by saying you mean I should be a Christian right? She said yes and I finally let go.

That grudge isn’t worth it. Save yourself from the burden of unforgiveness. Are you willing to be a Christian?

Much love,

Musings of a God girl.

I must admit waking up today was hard. I felt like there was no reason to be awake. That was because of yesterday. I sat outside in the cold waiting for close to five hours for something I really needed. I saw the way they looked at me, like a nobody. I kept my head high till I left still without what I needed.

Immediately I stepped out I had to deal with my emotions and it was not pretty. I kept asking myself if they knew who I am , who I would be. Hmmmmmm if only they knew but they did not. In trying to clear my head I kept asking God when. I asked him if it was necessary to go through these seasons of obscurity. Somehow I made it home and cried.

Indeed his promises can seem so far away that sometimes it feels like a tale. Somehow I made it through the rest of the day. I needed to keep my mind busy so I read two storybooks in about four hours. I could not pray, I just needed a hug and someone to tell me it would be okay. Yet somehow I wanted to alone.

In that moment I knew I had a few friends I could reach out to who would come running if I called. Yet staying in pain was easier so I smiled and pretended that I was fine. Did I feel helpless? Yes. However that feeling was solely by choice. I enjoy helping people when they are down but try to shut them out when they try to help me. Crazy right? I am trying to work on it though but sometimes as a good friend puts it, “the things just come”.

Morning came fast after a restless night, waking up was a struggle. I did not want to face my reality. So I lay there and tried to pray. I kinda did my quiet time but still refused to get out of bed. Then just as I was about to fall asleep again , I heard Him speak, “Don’t you know who you are, you are not easily broken, just like Jeremie” I found some renewed joy and energy to face the day immediately.

I am sure you are wondering who Jeremie is. Jeremie Van-Garshong , this lady’s life has helped me quite a number of times on my God girl journey. She is not my friend but in many ways her life ministers to me.

Live your life like Christ so you are the reason someone makes it out of bed. Christ was broken so we would be whole. Always know that you are not easily broken.

Much love,

Musings of a God Girl.

Live your life like Christ so you are the reason someone makes it out of bed. Christ was broken so we would be whole. Always know that you are not easily broken.