IfeOluwa

It is one of those days, those days that nothing seems to be working out well.

Again, the monthly - Thank you Mother Eve.

So you don't know whether it is the hormones that really makes you wanna rip your hair out, or things are just as bad as they seem.

Yeah.

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You even forgot your water bottle. Well, you are standing just right in front of a water fountain and you can drink but you can't just get over the fact that you are so sloppy, you can’t even remember a simple bottle.

You also lost your keys. You might have to break into your tiny apartment tonight.

But the real issue is you just got rejected from the third company. Where is the favor others keep testifying about?

Oh, it gets worse if you're back on your rent and you have groceries just enough for two days. Wilting vegetables and some stale bread. You haven't cleaned in a while so there may be some bad cheese in the fridge. Uggh!

True story.

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And then one of the devil's minions whispers in your ear, "see, I told you! You are a fail…" And before it can complete that statement, that strong woman from Zion rises up within you!

Shut up!

On whose Word? On the authority of the one called Jesus of Nazareth!

You are not a prey for the enemy. He can carry his defeat elsewhere!

Matter of fact (hormones or not) you realize your righteousness, peace and joy is in the Holy Ghost!

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Oh yeah, you haven't talked to Him in a while. Your conscience starts to play some funny games.

Hello Holy Spirit.

"I'm sorry" you say, "I have missed you" you confess.

You are not sure He's listening but you still go on. You find a quiet place, and you remember that song He likes to hear and so you begin to sing to Him.

Really, it is He who brings it to your remembrance, oh How much He has missed those heartfelt off key tunes!

The restoration of your soul has begun.

You get down on your knees as you begin to hear His voice again.

Really, the song was for your sake not for Him. However, He loves to hear your voice!

"Daughter," the Lover of your soul says, "I have missed you too!"

Your shirt is soaked with tears now, your belly still hurts too but you trudge on.

You still faintly have some thoughts of defeat, fear, anxiety, anger. Slightly depressed also.

But you stay, you wait!

Your lips moving in quietness, like Hannah, you pour out your sorrows before Him.

And as you wait, you feel yourself soaring on wings as eagles do...

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Soon enough, a dance begins to break forth within you. That Holy Spirit dance.

You dance as you see Him rejoice over you.

Righteousness, peace and joy is brought to the forefront again! You spirit is finally gaining headway!

So you begin to speak to your soul…"why art thou cast down oh my soul? You shall yet praise Him in the land of the living."

Oh, and where's that minion? It scampered away the moment you began to take charge of your atmosphere.

Those tongues of fire!

"I am a life giving spirit! It is well with me! I am favored on all sides! I am protected from evil! I am more, way more than one who has conquered! I have peace, joy and rest in the Holy Ghost!"

You see your victory now. The Holy Spirit informs you not to stress anymore, He's got a lot to teach you about money. However, He knows your need, and has made provision for them. But please, that stale cheese has to go!

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The Saints in Heaven are rejoicing now, you overcome like they did.

You begin to give decrees and the angels who have eagerly awaited this moment being to effect them!

You begin to dance!

Dance, woman of Zion, arise, shine!

You dance, like the eagle in the storm, you dance!

The Son beams with smiles, He really can't wait for that day when He'll give you and the rest of your brethren bear hugs…His work was not in vain.

The Father roars with laughter, His daughter overcomes.

So you dance with the One who conquered for you.

 

You open your eyes, woah! Time has passed so much, but that felt like a few minutes, you wonder.

The One who is not bound by time smiles.

You smile, but you don't know it's because He's smiling also.

But yet, you smile.

You even wave at that odd looking dude, perhaps you can paint him from memory when you get home.

You empty the last of your bus money to the man who asks from you, you don't mind walking home. (Mental note; Next cash inflow: he could really use a hot meal and a shave sometime)

Still rolling out those prayers/communications/tongues under your breath…

 

Now to go and address that cheese!

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Notes:

Lies are one of the enemy's tools - don't give him entrance!

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