WISHES ARE NOT HORSES, PLAN!

WISHES ARE NOT HORSES, PLAN!

It’s quite tempting for me every new year to try to cover everything I could not do in the previous year and even more tempting it is to attempt to tick off all that I desire in the new year.

2020 ends in a day. I’m not going to beat myself that I didn’t tick off all on my list, rather, I’m grateful that I have another opportunity to continue and even do much more. 

While I sit to set my self development, financial, career etc goals, what tops the chart for me is my family goals.

I go to God in prayer and ask for wisdom to build a better home, trusting Him for better guidance in my relationship with my husband (a very important aspect of my life) and then my daughters.

Raising kids is not an easy task, I acknowledge that, but I won’t just sit around and allow nature take its course in this phase of their lives. So I think, I plan, I strategize and then ask God to help me. 

I don’t feel satisfied with how I have led them so far, so I tell Him. 

I understand that just as I am deliberate about their physical growth, I equally have to be deliberate about their spiritual growth, and growth in other areas. I don’t want to get frustrated and unfulfilled, so for each monthly milestone set for them, I ask Him to help me accomplish it.

I ask Him to help me because I know very well that it’s not by power or might, but by the spirit.

It’s very important as mothers and fathers to deliberately plan for our kids.

We are about entering a new year, what do you hope to achieve with your kids in 2021?

Categorized into Spiritual, financial, educational, developmental and recreational goals (you can make up the list).

Have you set them already? Good, take them to the Lord in prayer.

Are you yet to set them? Ask the Lord to help you.

Stay focused!

I love you all.

See you in 2021

WHEN I’M SILENT….

WHEN I’M SILENT….

Motherhood can be quite exigent, but I will do it over and over again.

There are the fun days, there are the busy days, there are days when I have so many palpitations that I think my heart will burst open. There are times that I scream and yell so much, but it seems it all falls on deaf ears, while I hold back tears of frustration.

Many times before I fall asleep, I run the day’s activities with the girls through.

I smile, remembering all their silly jokes and funny acts. At times when I feel I was a bit hard on them, I ask God to forgive me and help me to be more patient with them.

Some nights while they sleep, I anoint them and speak the things I want to see over their lives.

Other nights, I just stay up watching how beautiful they look while sleeping. I pull their cheeks and give them kisses. 

When I’m overwhelmed with emotions, I write them notes, and leave it right by their bedside knowing how much they appreciate such…

When I allow my imaginations surf, I think about how life would be by the time they are teenagers. I can’t help but nurse a little fear on if anything might change.

While at it, I promise myself to be the best mum to them. I just want to love my girls to the point where they can share the good, bad and ugly with me.

I want to be part of their growing up process. I don’t want to wake up, and realize they are suddenly all grown.

We are consciously creating for them an environment where they can grow up with very healthy self esteem. 

In the interim, I note their daily milestones, learn their strengths and weaknesses, while deliberately working on my relationship with them. I enjoy every minute spent together.  It’s not always easy, but realizing how important it is, I make out the time.

Motherhood is a beautiful experience I would never trade for all the gold in this world.

I love my daughters.

I love my husband, deeply….

A MINUTE TO PONDER

A MINUTE TO PONDER

This year has not been like any other I remember, but I am grateful to the Almighty God Who has preserved our lives. If you are reading this post, that’s because you still have breath in your nostrils. It doesn’t matter so much the challenges or circumstances you are faced with right now, the ultimate is that you are alive to see another day.

In some few days, (13 precisely) 2021 will be delivered to us. Many would trade places just to be ushered into that year, unfortunately time has robbed them of that opportunity. We are alive today, not because we are so privileged, but because of God’s gracious mercy.

You are alive today, and have not given your life to Christ, you’re living risky. Our tomorrow is not promised, it is not guaranteed. This is not to scare you, but to make you understand that the best place to be is a life in God. This includes those that have prayed the sinners prayer, yet allow themselves to walk the path of unrighteousness.

God is merciful, He is quick to forgive all unrighteousness when we come to Him with all sincerity of heart, and genuinely ask for forgiveness.

I implore you if you are in this category, to lay all aside and run to the master Jesus. Some may think they have it all, fame, riches of this life, life may be beautiful and fun, but trust me, all those don’t count if you are living without God. Life has no meaning without God.

A message, deeply laid in my heart to share with that one person who knows that in eternity, his/her life is that of doom.

Teach us to number our days Lord, help us to walk this life long road in all purity and righteousness.

Please pray this simple prayer with me.

Lord Jesus, I come to you just as I am. Forgive all my sins, and come into my life. I  believe you died on the cross for my sins. I disconnect myself from every darkness and connect to Your light.

I accept you today as my Lord and personal savior.

Help me to live for You. 

In Jesus name, Amen!

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God bless you as you do so.

ROOTS, HOW DEEP?

ROOTS, HOW DEEP?

Mummy, I really want to be like you when I grow up. I am so proud of you. You are the best mum ever…

These words and many more have become a part of my daily life. It’s easy for me to smile and feel puffed up with satisfaction and pride. I must be doing the right thing….

But every single time these words are said to me by these innocent children, I cringe.

Do they know about my character defects? Do they know about the insecurities I nurse? Do they know about the daily battles? These questions occupy my mind. All they probably see, better put, all I probably show them is that perfect human being.

No! I tell myself. I want these girls to be better than me.

I want them to pray more, I want them to study God’s word more. I want them to be exceptionally sold out to God. I want them to be better driven. I don’t want them growing up with these character defects and insecurities that I have. If they want to be like me, then I ought to be better than I am.

So I go back to my Creator, He who knew me before He formed me in my mother’s womb (and still knows me better than every other person) and I tell Him…

Help me oh God, to be more like you. Help me to love more, to give more, to forgive more, to be more patient. To pray more, to study more. Because I know if I am more like You, then every aspect about my life becomes more like You. If I get it right, then I can lead them right. Not just in pretense but with all sincerity. 

And as He pours in, so I pour out…..

Beyond helping them achieve their dreams and visions in life, all I want is for them to be a version of the Father and not my imperfect self.

Kids sometimes have a problem listening but never a problem copying.” David DeNotaris

In your later years, you want to look back and feel a sense of accomplishment about how you raised your children and the fulfillment you brought into their lives.” Nicoline Ambe

Father, may our roots be so deeply planted in You, that Your richness may flow to every aspect of our being, bearing fruits that only come from you.

Make us an image of you Lord, in our daily lives, help us to be more like You.

Then, our hearts will not be afraid when our children tell us they want to be like us.

This we pray in Jesus name, Amen!

SEX AND GRADE SCHOOL

SEX AND GRADE SCHOOL

I am not an Educationalist, I do not work in a school or consult for a school, but I can tell when a subject is not being taught right. 

The first day of December got me thinking a lot about our schools and the quality of teachers handling our kids.

My daughter returns from school and says ” mummy, we were taught about rape today”. Really, so what did your teacher say rape is? I questioned. Rape is the use of force by a person to have sex with another person. She opens her book for me to confirm she got the definition right.

Ok, so what did she tell you sex is? I was curious. I can’t remember mummy, she said.

I looked across to the dining table where hubby was seated. He obviously could read my mind, our opinions were the same I could tell.

I was shocked! Who would introduce a grade 2 pupil to the word sex? The definition of rape in itself for that age is a very big NO for me.

While I do not disagree with teaching rape to these kids, I believe there’s an age appropriate language for such.

A bit later, I heard her singing with the word; sex sex sex, as if it‘s a newly introduced rhyme. That’s enough, I told her. I was terribly disappointed and made up my mind to visit the school.

The next day at school, I met with her class teacher and shared my displeasure with her. I‘m sorry Ma, but that’s exactly what is contained in the scheme of work she said. Ok, can it be revised to accommodate a more friendly and age appropriate language? I asked.

Well it’s beyond me Ma she replied.

Thank you very much I said, as I walked straight to the Grade School Head Teacher‘s Office.

She smiled as I approached, we had met a couple of times.

I shared my reservations and concerns with her. Was still the same response I got. “That’s what’s contained in the scheme of work”. 

I insisted that it should be revised, pulling on very strong arguments. After a little while, she noted something in her writing pad and promised to discuss with the teachers in  the next day’s meeting. She agreed to adopt an age appropriate description of rape and the word sex.

The word sex was alien to me right through grade school. While it’s not really about the word, (knowing the exposure this generation of kids have), I’d rather still not build on their curiosity, not in grade 2.

It’s important as parents that we give attention to things our children are taught in school. Some do them more harm than good, depending on how it was communicated. 

I educate my kids on rape and sex. I constantly teach them which parts of their bodies no one is allowed to touch.

Below is a video I introduced them to. I believe it works best for them at their age.

Our greatest natural resource is the minds of our children. Walt Disney

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