Echoes of a once wounded but now restored heart...

After everything that I faced when I had my child out of wedlock. I have learned a lot from my experience : that relatives and friends are more affectionate to you when you are independent and financially stable. It was a painful realisation. I understand what it is to have a low self esteem because you cannot even afford to take care of your child or even provide a roof over her your head and yet one is an adult. But I know what it is like to have God lift up one’s head because he did that for me over and over again. I started looking for a job when my daughter was born but God only miraculously gave me a job a month before my child turned one and yet I never lacked. God would prompt different people to meet different needs. Sometimes I had to ask, and this was the most difficult thing because I have this independent streak in me, probably because I went to boarding school when I was 8.I did not know how to ask and who to ask so I had to learn. Sometimes I swallowed my pride and aske

It’s always exciting to begin a new thing, be it a new hobby, new blog or new project but the challenge lies in being able to complete it. It takes a lot more to see a project through to the end and for me when I started this new series of posts I was bubbling, I couldn’t wait to get started now it’s taking a lot more from. It’s taking a lot of self motivation and self discipline yet I must write because The Lord asked me to write. When my delivery dates drew close I was beginning to get excited and even my child’s father was calling incessantly and taking an interest in the baby, he started to countdown to the delivery date and would send a countdown text message daily so I started to thank God. You see I had asked God that if it were possible I wanted my baby to be born in a loving atmosphere where even if her dad and I were not together, but were we would at least both be excited about her arrival and that’s exactly what God did and for that I am grateful. I went past the du