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#LyricalMonday – How dare you?!

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I got up and had this conversation with myself, as I empathized with an unseen unknown person caught up in the place between the valley and the mountain…a place of uncertainty and despair, surrounded by people who throw words from vocabulary they have never experienced and I imagined the person pretending to ‘accept’ what was said “Just so you leave me alone”. The sympathizer leaves feeling fulfilled and the questions flow unending in the other’s mind and I asked ‘How dare you?’

But then again, this is a fight of faith, to steal the flicker of light that gives us hope in despair. It’s a battle and one you must win. So whilst you ask the question, be reassured of the answer, there is light at the end of the tunnel no matter how dim it is.

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Hope on the Rise

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It’s a new week, with all the chaos going around a healthy dose of Hope is so welcomed. thank you Ronovan for this week’s Haiku

The End?

Wars and war rumours

Quakes, Draughts, Floods, Darkness Abounds

Still my Hope rises

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Holding on

In the midst of gloom

May glow be hope awaken

With wings to rise high

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#WQWWC – Hope

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And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us. – Romans 5:5

For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. – Job 14:7

Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life. – Proverbs 13:12

For to him that is joined to all the living there is hope: for a living dog is better than a dead lion. – Eccl 9:4

HOPE is a rope…

Maybe a bridge that helps you cope

Hope is the thread you hold onto

Whilst expecting answers on which way to go

Hope, like a heartbeat, says “don’t give in!

It might not happen today, but you will win!”

It is a decision to stand in the midst of a trial

And say “come what may, I will not retire.”

One thing you are told not to loose

Even when it gets down to having to choose.

Hope feels like an assurance

That a promise given has insurance.

Let’s hold on to what we have been told

When you have hope, you are worth more than gold.

©2016. Frances Kelvin Otung. All rights reserved.

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#ThankfulThursday – Tomorrows

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My friend Otibhor (remember her? If you don’t, you might want to read up on her) read this and she said to me “do you think about/plan what you want to say before you start writing?” With the ease of one who enjoys what she loves and is passionate about, I gave her my unique answer “Whenever I’m in my elements, it just flows. The thoughts come and I release them.”

Beyond being in my element, I’m grateful that what comes naturally to me means so much to those around me and others that get to read them. Thank you for being part of that group. ❤

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Freedom Friday – Hope’s Slender Back

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It's Freedom Friday! Yippee. 
SeasonedSistah 2 is making progress, see how far she's gone on that journey.
Today, I'm dealing with a Nigerian situation as found in another time...Enjoy!

Hands trailing the soft, silky curtains with floral patterns at the edges all the way to the other side of the window, gathering the folds as she strolls absent-mindedly and then she lets them slip out of her fingers and they fall back into place without a fuse. One could barely tell if there had been movement seconds ago.

Crushed, she falls to the ground, “how could you bless me like this with silence?! How?!” Lovely locks of Brazilian hair falls on either side of her face dropping on the floor, covering her up as if to reinforce the prison her beautiful home had become. A pool of tears and mucus form on the floor, as she wrenches from deep within, from the recess of the pain she has borne for many years. When will I stop seeing this blood?

Agatha! Agatha!! Agatha!!! His concerned voice brings her back to reality. “When will you stop tormenting yourself like this? I am the head of this house, do you realise that I am equally affected?” People will say, “He used his manhood for wealth, in place of having children”. Hmmm, (heaves a sigh of relief and continues) “my family will say, so this is how our legacy will end, won’t Olu give us an heir? They won’t even say a CHILD, but a SON!”

“There you go talking about a son again, when all I really want is a child! No, Olu, they will say, it is that barren woman he brought from his trip to the other land. Why didn’t he marry from amongst his kind? If he did, we would have had many sons including daughters running around his house. Enough for a football team! Barren woman!” And the others will correct them, “A fellow man you mean?”

“Peace be unto this house”, interrupting their private discussion. They turn in unison to behold a prophet with a bell in his hands. As if on cue, Agatha rises to chase him out and Olu to hold her back from doing him any harm. “Please leave our home”, he announces with pleading eyes.

“Agatha, calm down, calm down, he is gone!”

And why won’t they leave us alone?! If it is not a Prophet, it is a Bishop or a Penti-rasta or whatever they call themselves. I am tired of their fake promises, prayers and to crown it all, I am drained from all the sacrifices. Isn’t their God satisfied? Does He want to eat me before He can grant our request? She wails unashamedly into her husband’s arms as he rocks her patting her back in the process. “We will go past this Babes, we will. Don’t give up.”

Some Years later…
Oko mi, Olu my love.”
“You seem rather happy today, what do you need money for?”
“Can’t I praise my husband again, the one that fights my mockers and makes me stand tall regardless of the situation we have found ourselves. Can’t I serenade the one who dotes on me at every opportunity? Sometimes, you make me laugh with your insinuations”
“Just pulling your leg babes, I know you can buy the whole lace in Aswani market, if you chose to. But really, what is the cause of this excitement?”
“Ok, since you asked,” (hesitantly) “I saw that man stroll pass today”
“Which man, have you started having an affair?” he said with mock annoyance
“Be serious for once Olu! I mean the man of God.”
Olu interjects, “I thought we had agreed no more pastors or whatever they call themselves. I don’t want to see you go down that path again. I don’t want to watch you pine, carrying the pain month in, month out, whenever your flow begins after they have come, promised and left.” (visibly upset now) “Hope’s back is wearing thin and I’m not sure how much of this strain it can carry anymore. Don’t do this to yourself babes. I know I had said not to give up hope, but don’t live in the clouds either,” he concludes.
“Oko mi, I believe in this one. Probably because he doesn’t make an effort to show me who he is or what he can do.”
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Thank you for your hospitality. As I was praying yesterday, God impressed upon my heart to tell you that by the time of life, you shall bear a son.
Hahahhaa, laughing sadly and in disbelief, Agatha replies, “Pastor Matthew, please do not make a mockery of me, after all these years, after all I said to Him. Is He hungry again or He wants me to resume the tears. *Abeg, leave that matter for Matthias. Sorry, I don’t want to appear disrespectful, but I would appreciate it if we do not have this conversation. Thank you!” As she storms off.

“I warned you o! I warned you o!” rolling from one end of the room to the other, “but you and your God would not listen and leave me alone. Now you have taken him away.”
“I told you not to trust them Agatha, but you won’t listen to me. See what you have done to yourself, to us.” Olu winced in pain and grieved with unseen tears as most men do.
“God, you didn’t tell me this would happen”, Pastor Matthew muttered under his breathe trying to appear calm on the outward. “And now you haven’t said anything, surely, You must have Your reasons”, he soliloquized. (Clearing his throat) “Emmm, excuse me,” he spoke up so she could hear him above her wailing. “I need to be alone with the child and pray.
“Me, I will not allow you go from this house today o!
I bin tell you sey leave me as I dey, una no gree hear”, Agatha reeled out in one breath. Olu shook his head and watched with sadness as he had seen her like this before in their younger years – whilst they waited for a child. She’d often forget that she went to the best schools in England and go off on a tangent in Pidgin English especially when in anguish.

Ayomide! Ayomide!! Ayomide!!! She screamed not knowing if to hug her son, pick him up, dance or roll on the floor. Her joy knew no bounds as she hurried out of Pastor Matthew’s room almost forgetting to say thank you.

2nd Kings 4: 8-37

*Word in Yoruba: My husband
*Words in Pidgin English: Please, leave that matter alone
I told you to leave me alone, but both of you wouldn’t listen!

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