SHARING LIFE

Dear future husband… If you see me typing using Times New Roman font instead of MV Boli, then you should know that I really mean business…lol Baby, I will not deny the fact that you have been missed! But at the same time, I am very very very glad that you are not here… yet. Do not get me wrong baby But the truth is, your absence has helped me greatly in my relationship with Daddy. By your absence, I have learnt the most valuable thing in life… a relationship with the Only One  Who really cares about me and can keep my heart safe. There have been many many many times that I have sought a shoulder to cry on…many times. There are those little secrets that no one knows about me that I have wanted to tell someone… There have been those times when I have needed someone to laugh about something with… There have been those days when I just needed someone around… There have been those days… …had you been here, that person would definitely have been you… Goo

 I have been privileged to work with bamboo for some weeks no w. I have been producing paper from bamboo fibres. Earlier today, whiles pounding my bamboo fibres, an ant fell into the mortar. I had wanted to help it out but I knew that if I tried to reach out for it, the ant would rather hide from me and get further lost in the bamboo fibres. …and so, I left it to find its way out. Deep within me, I knew it would find its way out. Just then, Holy Spirit began to minister to my spirit (I just love Him!!!) I believe this post will bless you today… He taught me… Many times, when we cry out to Daddy for His help and it seems as though He is not forthcoming with the needed response, it is not because He does not love us or He does not see our tears. Many times, He just wants us to tap from the greatness of Himself which He has placed on the inside of us, to come out of our situation. You have been crying for sponsorship for a long time. Meanwhile, God has p

In making pulp (pulp is the mixture of the wood fibres in water) for my paper, I had to pound the fibres for a while before adding water to it. After adding the water, I realised that I still had fibres which had refused to loosen up to make my desired pulp. I was running my hand through a large bowl of pulp and as I did, I took out those ‘stubborn’ fibres to throw them out. Holy Spirit taught me that a time is coming when those who choose not to conform to the precepts of our Father will be sifted out and discarded like the fibres I had thrown out. When that time comes, those who choose disobedience against the voice of God will find themselves being thrown into the lake of fire, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth. We have no excuse. We have no excuse… …and those of us who are burning with zeal for Our King now, let us not grow c omplacent in our walk with Dad. Let us not think that we have arrived…we will never arrive until we go back Ho

In the ending of last year, 2016, I was faced with a choice to make. I was faced with the choice of seeking my happiness or the happiness of God, my Father. …at that time, seeking my happiness felt like it was what was going to make Daddy happy… simply because it made me happy. I felt that the joy of Daddy was in seeing me happy and so, I wanted to run with my desire of personal happiness. Then there was the choice of seeking the happiness of Daddy. I knew the other option was and still is what Daddy wanted of me but at that time, I felt I couldn’t take it. I felt like I was ‘done!!!’ and I couldn’t hold on any longer. …I cried… So, I decided to pursue my happiness, believing that Daddy was in on it. I am very grateful to God that in my frustration, Holy Spirit led me to cry to Him. I believe strongly that because I went to Him, to vent out my pain, He opened my eyes to understand what I am about to share to you today. Baby, the greatest desire of Our Father is

I was on my way to the central business district of Kumasi to get some items for a project I am currently undertaking. In the bus I was seated in that morning, there was seated by me a man with a little boy; they were father and son. I realised that every time the little boy saw anything edible, he wanted his father to get that particular thing for him. First, he saw ice-cream… he told his dad he wanted it. He saw sachet water on sale… he cried to his father that he wanted to drink water. He saw bread and the same thing happened. At a point, I thought the father would respond to the plea of his son… especially when the little boy was crying of thirst to his father. At that moment, I thought to myself,” This man is mean.” It was there that Holy Spirit ministered unto me… The father loved his son… and he wanted what was best for him. That notwithstanding, it did not change the fact that he had to still protect his child. Imagine what would have happened

I am learning today that when Daddy gives you a vision, it is not everyone you’d wish to support you who would. It is sad but hey, the One Who gave you the idea is all that matters. Daddy will never give His child a fruitless idea. Every idea Daddy gives, if obeyed and followed, will yield the fruit it was intended to from the very beginning. Note that more often than not, the fruit we expect to see is not always the intended fruit Daddy wants you to have from that idea… that is where the confusion is mostly. The fruit or the purpose of that idea is what you must inquire of from Him. Being mindful of this very thing; that His Word will not fall to the ground unless it has fulfilled the purpose for which it was sent. In times like this, it is very necessary that we stick to the Daddy’s Word and build our anchor on our knowledge on Who He Is. God is Faithful God is Faithful God is super Faithful. Did He give you the dream or the idea? Then be