SHARING LIFE

After my morning duties, I was caught up in a bubble of sadness. It lingered for minutes. Now there is something I am thankful for: I am thankful because Holy Spirit has taught me to pause. Usually, when crestfallen, I have learnt to pause and to ask myself: "Why do I feel this way?" Oftentimes I will find that I feel that way because I came across a post on Facebook or I remembered something that triggered it. What I have come to realise is that the moment I identify what caused it, the sadness goes. Now back to this morning... ...the sadness lingered on... I was about to take a shower (still in that bubble) when I just paused. So I asked myself, "Why am I sad?" Then I figured why... Kobe Bryant's passing has left me heartbroken. I honestly didn't know him so well. I know great people who loved him. "Yes, makes sense but why are you really sad?", I probed further. My heart breaks for Vanessa Bryant. Especially her... I love ...

Week 36 has ended successfully, to God’s glory and this is what I learnt: 1.    Sometimes, all you have and need is a pure heart Some years ago, I thought King David was boastful in some of his Psalms because of how he would be ‘praising’ himself about his clear intentions and good heart. Now that I am older, by God’s grace, I understand so well that he was in no way boasting. I have come to a place where when people and even the enemy (the accuser) try to accuse me of any wrongdoing, I gently tell myself that the Lord knows my heart and He knows the intentions with which I have taken certain actions. You know what this does for me, it releases me from the burden of harboring pain or trying so hard to let them see me. Sometimes, we encounter friends and other people who may find fault with everything we do, although we may have done nothing wrong (per our motives).  2.    A close shave is a very real statement On Tuesday, I survived what could h...

I have decided to do a weekly review in hopes of sharing with you lessons and struggles each week brings. Hopefully, we all get to benefit from this. In the 35th week of the year, this is what I've learnt: 1.        I now understand housewives better Due to the nature of my recent engagements, I sometimes have free time to be home. I noticed that most times when I’m home, it is easy for others to assume I have nothing doing. Hence, i oftentimes have to deal with constant changes in my plans for the day because it is easy to make such assumptions. Maybe I should learn how to say no more. To some extent, I appreciate the frustrations of housewives who have to deal with this assumption that they have nothing doing. Trust me, this season is a gift and I do not take it lightly. At the same time, I am just so thankful that this experience has given me glimpses into the hurts of many housewives. 2.        Give when He t...

Truth is, I haven't written in a long while.  Yes, I have written in the past months but I have not been actively posting anywhere (not on this site or on Facebook as well).  You see, like I always say, Sharing Life started not because I wanted to necessarily start a blog but because of this unshakable knowing that Holy Spirit was leading me in the direction of starting a blog. So, Sharing Life has been, as described, a blog which highlights lessons received from my daily walk with Holy Spirit. I have been quiet for a while and this is mostly because at some point, I lost focus on what this really is about.  This is a blog about my life's experiences. This explains why most of my posts are of a personal nature. I believe that we are all graced for our respective callings and that is why I am able to do what I do and find fulfillment in it.  Somewhere along the line, I started Sharing Life videos and I was told by well-meaning friends on the need to ma...

1. Mere words don't win men; lifegiving words do. 11/03/19 15:55 ii. There is so much to become 29/01/20 7:55 iii. They may tell you that someone is "bad" but satill, have that "clean slate" mentality. If we will open up our hearts to see people as just people, there is so much we can learn, regardless what others say about them. 15/04/20 11:00am iv. I am a product of many lives. 02/19

I just received news of the passing of my water supplier.  I had been in touch with him just two weeks ago and I had been complaining to him about how difficult it was to get him to supply me with water. I thought he and his team were being complacent in their delivery of water to us. Weeks prior to this incident, he had told me he was unwell and he really looked tired and so I asked him to get some rest and seek medical attention.  I didn't know that this was going to cause his death. Why didn't I pray for him? Why didn't it even cross my mind??? I am heartbroken. So two weeks ago, here I was blasting my supplier for taking things for granted oblivious to the fact that he was fighting for his life! I am heartbroken. Why wasn't I patient?  He was sometimes the one who would call to ask if we needed water at home.  So when things changed, why did I not realise that something was up and rather seek to find out why things had changed? Today, I called to a...

I wrote this article on January 28th of this year and I have been holding on to this for a while... Enjoy the read. My name is Mary Magdalene. I am Roman Catholic. I am a female and I love the Priesthood. When I became a Mass Server in 2007, I was asked if I wanted to be a nun. I said no; I wanted to be a Priest. The first female Priest in the world and I was willing to petition the Pope if that was what it would take to become one. My spiritual director, at that time, told me I could still opt to be a nun and set up my own congregation if that was what I wanted. That was not what I wanted. Growing up, I sense a deep desire to be a wife to a man and a mother to as many sons as I would have… and maybe a daughter, if the Lord wills it. And yes, the more the years, the more I still want to be a priest. I want to do the work of God more and more. Yes, I want to equip the saints for the work of the ministry. Yes, like John, I want to mend the net. This is my father’...