The Thoughts Of Yimika Adeniyi.

I finished a book. Started reading another today, so,  pardon me if I feel like a writer. The words I have absorbed, have so deeply sunken into me, integrated and brought forth this piece.  I sometimes think I could be a great writer. Perhaps, I will be one day. But while I work towards achieving that goal,  I hope that I enjoy the process,  just like I did with that book. Though the final result was beautiful, what stood out was how cleverly woven the journey was, that led to the final destination.  Therefore,  today I have learnt, yet again,  to trust the process, and enjoy every bit of the journey. I hope you do too.

One of the things I've battled with since I started this journey with Christ is the fear of coming off as hypocritical. The 'what will people say syndrome'. I wasn't always this way, I have my past. My mistakes, my flaws, my faults. Christ has washed away my sins. As his word says, if any man is in Christ old things have passed away and all things have become new. New. I have been washed clean. Why then do I bother? Why then does the opinion of people bother me? Certain times I think back, casually.  Perhaps because of a picture, video or even a movie. Several things make a person remember the past. And most times, I feel stupid. I wonder; how could I have done that? Really? I did this? But the truth is, it shouldn't be that way. If I have accepted Christ and believe in Him genuinely, it's past. It doesn't matter if I committed the worst sin before, I have been forgiven. So now, by God's grace, I'll boldly talk about Christ,  and if anyone ...

Take action and stop whining. Until you do, not much will change.

Several times I've been down, I feel alone so many times. I've faced situations that made me question if it was all worth it. I mean, all this faith in God, does it pay?  But this writeup came from a place of devotion. A place of surrender. The bible records that when David was down and didn't know what to do, he encouraged himself in the Lord. He didn't mourn or whine, he just went straight to God. I like to think this involves allowing the Holy Spirit comfort you. Jesus said He would send us a comforter, the Holy Spirit, but do you let him comfort you? Do you allow him help you with it? All of it? I laid down on my bed, paused for a moment and just didn't think. I didn't let the thoughts come, I simply rest my mind, gave room for peace. And slowly, the Holy Spirit moved, scripture by scripture, reminding me of His promises to me. I played some songs, and this encounter stresses how important having spirit filled music as a believe...

Where do you see it from?  Where does he?  What about she? How you see things decide how they turn out. Do you always focus on the bad? Can you pause one day, and shift your focus? Life is turbulent, never quiet,  always speaks. However, can you see the calm behind the storm? Where is your attention? What do you see? I see victory. I see joy.  I see freedom.  I see peace.  What do you see?

I am in a rather happy mood writing this. Joyful infact. Someone said something to me today that made me feel really good about myself. Amazingly good. So that's what is motivating today's writeup, 'How do your words affect people around you? Do your words make people cry? Sulk? Rethink their lives? What impact has your speech made? I met a man, and while talking he told me when he was little, he close to no female friends. He told me he perceived them as pompous, and usually they would boo him. He said his response was always so brutal, the girl's left crying. He would out of the thousand words the girl said, make one counter statement, that would surely make her sad, hence, the tears. This may sound normal to some, but, the reaction to your speech says something about who you are. Yes, people will react however they deem fit. But, I always say if everyone says there's a problem to you, the problem just might be you. What sort of person are you if ...

Something to start your week.💖 Is this how you want to go on? Wasting away? Feeling unaccomplished? Will you ever get up, Mr Excuse? How long will you convince yourself that there's no room for change? Will you eventually get up? You decide. 

Laugh at your foolishness: I was waiting for my friend in front of the girls hostel. He was infront of the boys hostel. This was a few meters apart. He waved at me, and was blowing kisses. He also formed a heart sign with his fingers. Now I'm confused; I know his girlfriend, and how much he loves her. Is this just play? Or is he actually flirting with me? No no it's just play. He can't be. I reciprocated. I smiled and waved and blew kisses to him too. Except something was weird, he was laughing. What's funny? Only then did it occur to me to look back, lo and behold, his girlfriend was laughing through the window of her room.  He wasn't flirting with me! Thinking about it now,  I just laugh at how I made a fool of myself. Makes life easier.   Don't take life too seriously: People make mistakes everyday. It's normal.  Get up and move on. Find the humour in everything. Life goes on! Understand people get embarrassed everyday: You ...

It was 6am. Her alarm rang. My eyes opened, though it clearly was shut. She has her own room, why is she here? A quick flashback; oh, her fan spoilt. She can't afford to sleep in that heat,  so, she came to mine. She gets up; I wonder how she could tell I was awake, because  she whispered 'Yimi, I'm going to my room. Come lock the door'. Sleepily, I got up. As she stepped out, I twisted the knob but, on my way back to my bed, I noticed something. There was a mattress on the floor, and instead of my roommate sleeping on her bed, there was another girl. The one who just left got up from the mattress on the floor, but my roommate was still sleeping on the mattress.   Again, another flashback. I remembered I slept with the friend on the bed sleeping on my roommate's bed. The roommate asked me before I travelled into the land of dreams if it was okay to wake her up so she could go to her room. With my roommate on the floor, she sure did not. I assumed the matt...

I am tired, Stuck, Helpless, Almost hopeless, So then I look up, And it makes sense, Right there is where my help comes from. Psalm 121:1-2 "I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made the heaven and earth"

Sometimes, it's just not your time, Sometimes, it's just not your house, Sometimes, he's just not your man, Sometimes, she's just not your girl, Sometimes, it's just not your job. Sometimes, it's just not yours! Stop trying too hard, Be patient and understand what God is saying, Hold on dear, Hold on.

Be lazy no more. Work. Allow yourself to be used.

Do not let anything hold you back. You are strong! Say it; I am strong. Now, act like it.

I shouldn't feel this way, but I do. 😩😩😭😭 When relationships fail, we sometimes get bitter. But really, it shouldn't be that way. I understand you, and, I hope you find the strength to look past the pain, and experience real love.

Pay no attention to it. Don't allow it become more powerful than you darling.

The mere human mind can't comprehend your light. You are the light of the world.

I used to have a dental problem back in high school. I went to the dentist, and he gave me a couple of medications and instructed that I use salt and warm water solution to rinse my mouth everyday for a week at least 6 times.   The pain was much and I realized that after using the solution, I felt some relief.  So, I used this solution quite often, perhaps even more than 6 times. The pain reduced till it finally seized on the third day,  so I ignored the doctor's advice of using the solution for a week. The pain returned sometime before my convocation ceremony. Of course, I went to the dentist again.  After medications, he recommended that I use the salt and warm water solution again. In pain, I used it religiously for 3 days,  but on the fourth day, I stopped since I had relief. Before going to bed some days after,  I was brushing my teeth and the Holy Spirit said to me ‘You this girl,  you've stopped using the solution again’. Honestl...

My sweet therapy, My keyboard, How I enjoy your presence, Precisely, how you accommodate me,  happily.  Regardless of how I whine, I wonder if my noise makes you want to break apart, And perhaps,  hinder me from ever coming in contact with you, But, on second thought I think you love me, As I, admist no one willing to acknowledge your importance has accredited you, I believe you must be glued to me, For when you have only but a few listening to you, You value their mere presence.