tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83962676295111445112024-03-21T13:10:23.118+01:00...Afunrun gin a Anya!!! (Aug 31, 2008 - Aug 9, 2009)“Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful” ~ Hebrews 10:23Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-81972317795847350402009-08-09T20:40:00.018+01:002009-08-11T04:53:28.406+01:00My Golden Sunday..."You've Arrived at Your Destination...!!!"<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Jeremiah Gyang [Featuring: M.I] – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Kauna Allah!</span></span></span><br /><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “...O LORD, you are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Isaiah 64:8 </span><span style="font-size:85%;">(NIV)<br /></span><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “Whatever happens, just relax and manage to make a smile. Life is not a problem to be solved but a gift to be enjoyed. Make everyday your best day!” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Author Unknown</span><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV_Rp_uK9l5HTkF27wfT2oJFrMOyybB_JC8Kpkth_mGMqaSmxOaI8OTI1hmHyG08g-3rfeUX-x8ZVgn29sfmNVhDDWkhaJmviG4MZJvIwfIvLhSR10Rb-CvYclCG9uFjxW9BLn1JSB5Ny/s1600-h/ist2_8222710-poison-apple.jpg"></a><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqpXbLyJNC9-QLa9S3xl3_s7Hbdq9wBpST9d0JeE6d3ZYbWGh8sYdcRMlbmPOLR0vzd5fCHlAbW5SWcK9WqQw75aOJLo8azUh17mCIIL9Q5ASBRbFQNIUOlkKB6cDRxZQLhRbJHaPYMTke/s1600-h/ist2_8626378-sea-still-life.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368546658101835298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqpXbLyJNC9-QLa9S3xl3_s7Hbdq9wBpST9d0JeE6d3ZYbWGh8sYdcRMlbmPOLR0vzd5fCHlAbW5SWcK9WqQw75aOJLo8azUh17mCIIL9Q5ASBRbFQNIUOlkKB6cDRxZQLhRbJHaPYMTke/s320/ist2_8626378-sea-still-life.jpg" /></span></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;">Thank you God for a golden journey through these four seasons of HOPE. </span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I glorify your Holy name. I have definitely arrive at this destination by the grace of God. The miracle I seek has not yet come to past but I believe you are doing something new in my life. And at the appointed time you will bring to pass the work you have begun in my life... </span><span style="font-size:85%;">[<em>Amen</em>]</span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Thank you, Jesus!!!</strong> </span></span></div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><div><br />So I know you are asking me, “<em>What next</em>?”<br /></div><div>Mmmmm! I wish I can honestly tell you that this is what will happen but I would be telling you a lie. </div><div></div><div>What I can write (for now) is that I am grateful for a <strong>NEW BEGINNING</strong>!!!</div><div></div><div></div><div>*** Thank you everyone for your encouragement and walking with me through each stages that brought me to this new beginning...God bless you!!!</span></span><br /></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><u>Credits</u>:</strong><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Picture source</strong>: <strong><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Ishockphoto</span></a></strong></span></span></span></span></div></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-71428024768952551512009-08-02T20:39:00.018+01:002010-10-28T18:44:00.961+01:0049th Sunday...Jésu ti tun mi sé...!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9_aaHcvXB_2-sshqxqiXmW2aOG834MO4vCNH2V52kQ1S9aRXo_pWnVwayYBjMnJc5DyzEp-dgEkTRVcsXbOyWsETfXiWPYIuLGumDt842-mgX4JlZYE7AoeQjL8CEC_yzsyQUtUzeHVSF/s1600-h/ist2_1460525-search-for-truth.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365184793100047458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9_aaHcvXB_2-sshqxqiXmW2aOG834MO4vCNH2V52kQ1S9aRXo_pWnVwayYBjMnJc5DyzEp-dgEkTRVcsXbOyWsETfXiWPYIuLGumDt842-mgX4JlZYE7AoeQjL8CEC_yzsyQUtUzeHVSF/s320/ist2_1460525-search-for-truth.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 320px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 265px;" /></a><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Coko – <span style="font-family: Gill Sans MT;"><span style="color: red;">Rescue Me</span></span></span><br />
<div><br />
<div><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.” – <span style="font-size: 85%;">Romans 12:12</span><span style="font-size: 85%;"><br />
</span><br />
<strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “Just as God did not spare His Son from suffering, we cannot expect our lives to be free from difficulties. However, like Jesus, our lives are in our Father's hand. He will never abandon us.” --- <span style="font-size: 85%;">WAU.org</span></span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV_Rp_uK9l5HTkF27wfT2oJFrMOyybB_JC8Kpkth_mGMqaSmxOaI8OTI1hmHyG08g-3rfeUX-x8ZVgn29sfmNVhDDWkhaJmviG4MZJvIwfIvLhSR10Rb-CvYclCG9uFjxW9BLn1JSB5Ny/s1600-h/ist2_8222710-poison-apple.jpg"></a></span><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;">My Journey began with a reverberation of Cece Winans’ Alabaster box playing continually in the distant. But it was what spurred me to a new beginning…a fresh start…and gave birth to <a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-will-happen.html"><span style="color: red;"><em>My Genesis</em></span></a>.<br />
<br />
And even when it did get so busy, I still took time <a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2008/09/5th-sunday.html"><span style="color: red;"><em>Out of My Busy Schedule</em></span> </a>to keep you all posted with what I thought has been a life-changing journey for me.<br />
<br />
When I thought I would not make it, I completed the tenth (10th) post [“<a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2008/11/10th-sundayit-had-to-be-at-1000am.html"><span style="color: red;"><em>It had to be at 10:00am</em></span></a>”]…and then I surprised myself and made it past the fifteenth (15th) Post [“<a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/15th-sundaythe-shroud-of-past.html"><span style="color: red;"><em>The Shroud of the Past</em></span></a>”]…and it got even better, the <a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-silver-sundaylet-me-feel-your-halo.html"><span style="color: red;">twenty-fifth</span> </a>also flew past like yesterday…and now what do I have??? It is the ‘Golden Sunday’ post gazing me at the face; but I can only Praise God for His goodness to me. It was not easy, but I will surely do it again in heart beat. It was a fun experience for me and a lot did happen in the course of these weekly Sunday post…<br />
<br />
<strong>Just TRUST</strong>…<br />
I once got to the point that I felt like this did not make sense any more and thought about quitting, at least, no one will notice or care. But I had to tell myself that this was not just a floating idea than came to mind but it was one that birthed in me by God. I did not have to understand but just TRUST…<br />
<br />
<strong>Love is UNSTOPPABLE</strong>…<br />
I was/am not perfect, believe me when I write that I did cheat every now and then but it was different because I knew the consequences for my action, so I made an effort to work on my weaknesses. </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;">Oh my habit!!! I have to exclaim because you need to understand what I mean??? Gosh! Those habit that keep resurfacing when you want to do something significant…[One does not have to do anything to please God…He is already pleased and in love with us]. Now I do understand what Paul (bible) meant when he wrote, “…<em>When I want to do good, evil is right there with me</em>.” <span style="font-size: 85%;">(Romans 7: 21)</span><br />
<br />
<strong>Saving the BEST FOR LAST</strong>…<br />
You know what??? God does save the <strong>BEST FOR LAST</strong>…the LAST may not be next week but it will come on a day when you least expect it. </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><br />
In almost fifty Sunday post, I can type these important gifts;</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><br />
<strong>*</strong><em>My bad habits are not completely extinct but I am able to manage them properly<br />
*Being able to reconcile with an estranged family member…<br />
<strong>*</strong>Learning to take responsible for my own issues (We all have baggage...)<br />
<strong>*</strong>Learning to forgive (for I myself, have hurt others also)<br />
<strong>*</strong>And one more, went back to school…and this time around, it is more interesting than the first time (very interesting). <span style="color: red;">I am there to be impacted upon and to impact on others…</span></em><br />
<strong>We are SO CLOSE</strong>…<br />
Even though I know we (Bankole & I) are far apart…for now, like Ruth, I will be going about my business. You know do something for me, as opposite, doing something only when I get married…can’t put my life on hold.<br />
<br />
Lastly, I say, <span style="color: red;"><strong>“Jésu ti tun mi sé…”</strong></span> [Translated: “<em>Jesus has changed me</em>…”]</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"></span></div><div><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #009900;"><strong><u>Credits</u>:</strong><br />
<span style="font-family: Century Gothic;"><strong>Picture source</strong>: <strong><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/index.php"><span style="color: red;">iStockphoto</span></a></strong></span></span></span></span></div></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-11392654886025207282009-07-26T20:38:00.023+01:002009-07-27T18:12:37.992+01:0048th Sunday...Defying Gravity!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Jeremiah Gyang – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">In Love With You</span></span></span><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “He will make the darkness bright before them and smooth and straighten out the road ahead. He will not forsake them.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Isaiah 42:16 </span><span style="font-size:85%;">(TLB)<br /></span><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “Lord, allow others to be drawn to you through the gift & character you have embedded in me.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Daniel D. (The Violinist)</span><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV_Rp_uK9l5HTkF27wfT2oJFrMOyybB_JC8Kpkth_mGMqaSmxOaI8OTI1hmHyG08g-3rfeUX-x8ZVgn29sfmNVhDDWkhaJmviG4MZJvIwfIvLhSR10Rb-CvYclCG9uFjxW9BLn1JSB5Ny/s1600-h/ist2_8222710-poison-apple.jpg"></a><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Two Sundays and one heartbreak…whose heart got wrecked? It was my heart…<br /><br />My very first thought was to just crawling into some corner and cry my pretty eyes out but then why shed these tears for a situation that I am a Victor and not a Victim. Yes, my heart was broken but I did not have to compromise or stay in relationship (too long) that did not have a promising future for me. So <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vJkBkHn8J8pOC3hc4EJdlNkmO_KCW_Ym42WWMjuMqj7rxS1KoirL9mNrgw5kgAIHxGmzc-_h_z_FDA7wsE6KQ1jZ2yeAEkIGy3SsSoIWmmkAUmiYZ8prFn7NP4TO_3a2vaBbfzNlA9J0/s1600-h/200333023-003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363169881874612722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vJkBkHn8J8pOC3hc4EJdlNkmO_KCW_Ym42WWMjuMqj7rxS1KoirL9mNrgw5kgAIHxGmzc-_h_z_FDA7wsE6KQ1jZ2yeAEkIGy3SsSoIWmmkAUmiYZ8prFn7NP4TO_3a2vaBbfzNlA9J0/s320/200333023-003.jpg" border="0" /></a>emphatically it wasn’t worth me spilling my precious tear drops for...<br /><br />For three (3) days, this heart of mine fought to stay afloat the river of joy but it sank until God breathe life back into it. From the disappointment I arose to inscribe into my life’s story that this Love in my heart has defy gravity…again it has won the battle of being engulfed by the bitterness that tries to surround this situation. Lord, I am MOVING FORWARD.<br /><br />…in utter disbelief, I read the note from the stranger over and over again. Distracted by the worries which life temporary threw at me, but then I was killed softly by the poetic words of my stranger. He came heating the oven when he neither was neither ready to cook nor did he know what to cook. For a moment, he acted like the real deal but then I discovered a Judas in his character. Underneath it all, I found the wolf’s clothing…<br /><br />And then with one line, the relationship that was still a toddler hit the roads of uncertainty. He said, “You seem to be passionate about God”? “Yes”, I said. “It is God that has kept me sane all these years…” And the next thing I got was ‘THE NOTE’…it was over before it began.<br /><br />Surely I know that I am not possessed by the spirit of any river goddess, and neither is there anyone out there in my village cooking up something suspicious against me. The Answer for the non-sticking relationship is? It just not the right time and so another one bites the dust in my search for Love…<br /><br />What takes the weight off me is the faith I have in God to see me through the end of this and the fact that I have another chance to make a difference. So my readers, it is back to living out the life of ‘Elizabeth’ (the main character) in the Jane Austen’s book, ‘Pride & Prejudice’. Maybe in the end, I may get my Mr. Darcy…LOL<br /><br />[It can only get BETTER…]<br /><br />HAVE A SPLENDID WEEK WONDERFUL BLOGGERS…!!!</span></span></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><u>Credits</u>:</strong><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Picture source</strong>: <strong><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="color:#ff0000;">GettyImages</span></a></strong></span></span></span></span></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-15156840890235227812009-07-19T20:38:00.015+01:002009-07-21T04:13:34.262+01:0047th Sunday...Love is UNSTOPPABLE!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Daniel D. <span style="font-size:85%;">(Violinist**)</span> – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Knock You Down</span></span></span><br /><div><div><div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “You let men ride over our heads; we went through fire and water, but you brought us to a place of abundance..” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Psalm 66:12 </span><span style="font-size:85%;">(NIV)<br /></span><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “Love means to commit oneself without guarantee, to give oneself completely in the hope that our love will produce love in the loved person. Love is an act of faith, and whoever is of little faith is also of little love.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Erich Fromm</span><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV_Rp_uK9l5HTkF27wfT2oJFrMOyybB_JC8Kpkth_mGMqaSmxOaI8OTI1hmHyG08g-3rfeUX-x8ZVgn29sfmNVhDDWkhaJmviG4MZJvIwfIvLhSR10Rb-CvYclCG9uFjxW9BLn1JSB5Ny/s1600-h/ist2_8222710-poison-apple.jpg"></a><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Reading your comments on the last post, some felt like there was something missing <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm8RsXMVTH_5xZBrZAGeR7FWZixBxrSJeFP0S7Q3mAab0gmmoZG1QKVMfcGJe-_mNdgQQvF1WYV_wcriAVemUbUET-2uDfG2RTCu74NwxpHx_FNGwIgPaofThE8qG_QCwf0E2XGgzMjcDj/s1600-h/ist1_4230719-young-teen-sunset-couple-holding-hands-in-horse-pasture.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360593450526367554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm8RsXMVTH_5xZBrZAGeR7FWZixBxrSJeFP0S7Q3mAab0gmmoZG1QKVMfcGJe-_mNdgQQvF1WYV_wcriAVemUbUET-2uDfG2RTCu74NwxpHx_FNGwIgPaofThE8qG_QCwf0E2XGgzMjcDj/s320/ist1_4230719-young-teen-sunset-couple-holding-hands-in-horse-pasture.jpg" /></a>from ‘Love comes knocking’. But what can I write than I have been swept away…an unstoppable current of Love has overwhelmed me that all I can do for now, is to just fall. And if I fall on my face, let God help me.<br /><br />So I guess you figured it out, that is going to be an ongoing process that may have a happy ending or a another new beginning (Let’s just put it that way…no sad stories here. LOL)<br /><br />I am stunned by the stranger, ‘Roti’ that I know I definitely haven’t done enough justice relating the direction this heart of mine is sailing. So if you avoid the comment segment like a plague, I forgive you.<br /><br />So I ask myself, “How did I get here? And when did I get there? Is ‘Roti’ trying to oust ‘Bankole’ from the safe haven called ‘My Heart’?” [Ok! I know ‘Bankole’ may not be real to you but he is real to me.]<br />I always knew when to reverse out of the driveway of any unfamiliar zone but in this situation, I am poles apart with a sensible explanation.<br /><br />God, please help me with this one, I need You to walk with me as I move forward…<br /><br />[To you readers, Please forgive me but I can’t think properly, it is like I am under a spell. ]<br /></span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><u>Credits</u>:</strong><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Picture source</strong>: <strong><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/">istockphoto</a></strong></span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">**You can check out the channel <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>'</strong></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/DDPRODUCTIONS2007"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>DDProductions2007</strong></span></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>'</strong></span> for more from Daniel D. (Violinist)...'Knock you down' originally by Keri Hilson but I love this mix...Enjoy!!!</span></div></div></div></div></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-12746266545715134382009-07-12T22:37:00.003+01:002009-07-12T23:25:39.204+01:0046th Sunday...Love comes knocking!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Solange – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sandcastle</span></span></span><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “...Declaring the end and the result from the beginning, and from ancient times the things that are not yet done, saying, My counsel shall stand, and I will do all My pleasure and purpose.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Isaiah 46: 10 </span><span style="font-size:85%;">(Amplified Bible)<br /></span><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “And all people live, not by reason of any care they have for themselves, but by the love for them that is in other people.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Leo Tolstoy</span><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV_Rp_uK9l5HTkF27wfT2oJFrMOyybB_JC8Kpkth_mGMqaSmxOaI8OTI1hmHyG08g-3rfeUX-x8ZVgn29sfmNVhDDWkhaJmviG4MZJvIwfIvLhSR10Rb-CvYclCG9uFjxW9BLn1JSB5Ny/s1600-h/ist2_8222710-poison-apple.jpg"></a><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXXlpUoTnh67m3EA552vmVtUXrC3kZACpyZ2TqAcMoIblXLqhPbjKG3tMotqYdxx-z_2azi_CIGfRKKozeloIfIaOWwX34wKdevDz-9IRsUuZlPgm-Q9QXkTHlu92ITb5JmPDrJBufZ9h/s1600-h/ist2_5278918-surprise-flowers.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357398262825342146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXXlpUoTnh67m3EA552vmVtUXrC3kZACpyZ2TqAcMoIblXLqhPbjKG3tMotqYdxx-z_2azi_CIGfRKKozeloIfIaOWwX34wKdevDz-9IRsUuZlPgm-Q9QXkTHlu92ITb5JmPDrJBufZ9h/s320/ist2_5278918-surprise-flowers.jpg" /></a>“<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">...I am hopeful I’d not be turned away before I have a chance to step into the presence of the Queen...” - The Stranger* <span style="font-size:85%;">(<strong>2009</strong>)</span><br /><br />You may have heard or read this: “Open Your Door When Opportunity comes knocking…” For me, it is tempting to swing wide those doors especially when those open wounds have just healed. But what can I do when victory came knocking at the door of a woman once bended out of shape…<br /><br />Even with so much distraction inside the house, I still gambled with a possibility theory outlined by my simple soul. <br />I peeped. But the face of the stranger, an alien to my memory. </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />He speaks. His smooth voice, yet the memory chips in my brain find no match to his voice. I shut back the blinds and was about to walk away when suddenly I hear a familiar name.<br /><br />I froze on the spot. And to myself, I wondered how he was able to know that name. The only name that could thaw out this frozen heart once closed to love. Without knowing, I give him access…a total stranger. <br /><br />He did not barge in on me still his presence invokes loads of curiosity about who this man is. The man who has the courage to step into the presence of the Queen…<br /><br /><strong>[</strong>But what will happen next? Would this just be another love story that blows with the wind or would the tranquility of the atmosphere keep it around hanging in there long enough for a conclusion to a future best selling love story? The answer is unknown …but only God knows best!<strong>]</strong><br /><br /><em>The story continues</em>…</span></span><br /><br /></div><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><u>Credits</u>:</strong><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Picture source</strong>: <strong><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/">istockphoto</a></strong></span></span></span> </span></div><div><span style="color:#990000;">[*<strong>The Stranger</strong>*...I call him '<strong>Roti</strong>' for now]</span></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-17430874046577196332009-07-05T20:37:00.024+01:002009-07-09T13:00:34.024+01:0045th Sunday...Giving A Second Chance???<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> M. I – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Pulling Me Back</span> & <span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Jordin Sparks</span> – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WusW7JfPCis"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Battlefield</span></a> </span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “...What are you, O mighty mountain? Before [<em>Zerubbabel*</em>] you will become level ground. Then he will bring out the capstone to shouts of 'God bless it! God bless it!.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Zechariah 4: 7 </span><span style="font-size:85%;">(NIV)<br /></span><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “Always be willing to give someone a second chance. After all, that’s what God does for you. Now in extending grace you can get hurt and disappointed, but if you're going to be Christ-like it's a risk you must take...” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">[Excerpt from The Word for Today, May 24, 2009]</span><br /></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV_Rp_uK9l5HTkF27wfT2oJFrMOyybB_JC8Kpkth_mGMqaSmxOaI8OTI1hmHyG08g-3rfeUX-x8ZVgn29sfmNVhDDWkhaJmviG4MZJvIwfIvLhSR10Rb-CvYclCG9uFjxW9BLn1JSB5Ny/s1600-h/ist2_8222710-poison-apple.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355320856045223810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbV_Rp_uK9l5HTkF27wfT2oJFrMOyybB_JC8Kpkth_mGMqaSmxOaI8OTI1hmHyG08g-3rfeUX-x8ZVgn29sfmNVhDDWkhaJmviG4MZJvIwfIvLhSR10Rb-CvYclCG9uFjxW9BLn1JSB5Ny/s320/ist2_8222710-poison-apple.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;">*I thought really hard about my pick for this ‘song of the week’ - Pulling me back by M.I... [M.I. is a Nigerian rapper that I have so much respect for] before choosing it. I don’t really listen to rap music but this song does it for me. But since I am unable to upload his song I decided to play “Battlefield” by Jordin Sparks…</span></em></span></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Have you ever been in a relationship (any kind of relationship) where you know you are been used but you still stick around because you love that person and don’t want to hurt their feelings? That I would write is my recent dilemma…<br /><br />The actual post I wanted to write was about giving a broken relationship another chance but after last night…I find that I have been hurting myself.<br /><br />This relationship (with this person) I have found out has become so toxic that I fear that it might contaminate my future relationship. Nothing I will ever do will make them accept me for who I am…they will never be at peace me even if I change who I am.<br />I tried to give it a second chance but my time has become too valuable to spend so much time feeding a relationship that is already dead and buried…I need to walk away from it.<br /><br /><strong>Prayer</strong>: “<em>God, please help me! I have tried my best to show how much I am willing to try to make this relationship work but God I am broken. I need to let go off it or I find I might become so bitter. Help me, God</em>!!!”<br /><br />**I know my quote of the week contradicts this post but I believe that there are some relationships that are still worth fighting for…and I know and pray that when it is time to back out of the drive way of that relationship, you will do the same. God bless you!</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">*<strong>Recent Update</strong>: On KemiPenelope.com <strong>=></strong> !!! </span><a href="http://www.kemipenelope.com/2009/07/07-08-09.html"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>One Night with 'Bankole' </strong></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">!!!</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div></span><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u></u></strong></span></span></div><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><u></u></strong></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><u>Credits</u>:</strong><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Picture source</strong>: <strong><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/">istockphoto</a></strong></span></span></span> </span></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-60750615033072777742009-06-28T15:28:00.001+01:002009-06-28T15:29:06.743+01:0044th Sunday...Lettin' Go Of the Crutches !!!<span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Syesha Mercado – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CnmoUpCHoU0">I Believe </a></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “...God He anointed us, set his seal of ownership on us, and put his Spirit in our hearts as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">II Corinthians 1: 21 - 22</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">(NIV)<br /></span><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “Refuse to be locked in the room of previous bad decisions...” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Pastor Matthew Ashimolowo</span><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">“<em>God will hold us more responsibility because we have seen more than our parents have seen…admit the failure and possess the future</em>…”<span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>[1]</strong></span> </span></div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><div><br />God stopped me on my track and spoke to my Spirit when I was about to get angry at a friend whom I realized I had began to use as a crutch. So what is Crutch? Or can I write, ‘Crutches’, since generally most people need two to move properly. </div><div><br />“<em><strong>Crutches</strong> are medical devices used when a patient is injured usually anywhere below the waist. <strong>They usually consist of supports to provide the patient with extra stability to enable normal movement</strong></em>.”<span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>[2]</strong></span> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaBWIFkBEnXd72OOXpranIOgclvz3GOwJCRUGTg6WqLEGMn86mtOCbCc7QDfIyBf0KgQhcvKD0mUR5Wrl2xjoBWFuiLqd5O9wglLTk4pHUjqnRNPRiwglwfsjMoWqmrlK5s6YyU6lT9K1/s1600-h/ist2_2754980-crutches-clasp.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352376650465991346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcaBWIFkBEnXd72OOXpranIOgclvz3GOwJCRUGTg6WqLEGMn86mtOCbCc7QDfIyBf0KgQhcvKD0mUR5Wrl2xjoBWFuiLqd5O9wglLTk4pHUjqnRNPRiwglwfsjMoWqmrlK5s6YyU6lT9K1/s320/ist2_2754980-crutches-clasp.jpg" border="0" /></a>Now, what led me to bring up this whole account/explanation on what Crutches are, I am sure you may or may not be wondering…? </div><div><br />Well, the drama about the Crutch played out a week ago, when I had a very important appointment to meet with someone. I certainly needed help getting around to the place of my appointment since it was out of my way. For this reason, I had called a friend to pick me up at certain time and also made arrangement to leave the office earlier than my close time. </div><div><br />As noon-time approached, I buzzed her many times on her mobile, but no one answered the call. By this time, I was becoming really nervous…which in a few minutes, changed to fury. To show how furious I was, I even began rehearsing the lines; I was going to rain down on her when she finally picks up her phone. But no avail, she still did not. </div><div></div><div>Right at that point, I decided to call the person I was scheduled to see and cancelled my appointment. And as I got off the phone with them, I was even angrier than a minute ago. </div><div><br />I knew had no other choice than to go home (since I had left my office area to wait for her) so I walked to bus stop as the rain fell. As I stood there, still contemplating what I was going to tell my friend for disappointing me, God stopped me on my tracks. He was like, </div><div>“<em>Kemi, why are you using your friend as a crutch? I placed her in your life as a temporary helper to assist you when I deem it necessary then. But now you have to let go of those crutches you have place in her and hold on to me. Let me be your CRUTCH</em>!” </div><div><br />It was then that I recognized what I had been doing and how ungrateful I had been towards my friend. This friend of mine in the past, had gone above and beyond in assisting me. This realization made me cry. </div><div></div><div>I had been making serious plans to get a new car but kept putting it off because I thought it was not necessary getting one right now. You know with recession, inflation, credit crunch...you name it! I used those excuse. But who was I to decide when the time was or not. All I had to do was show up and then show my faith in God…and from that point God will work with my little faith. </div><div><br />So by evening when she (my friend) finally returned my call, she apologized that she had overslept. I was no longer angry…I even found myself apologizing for being so ungrateful and how I should have had a back-up plan. </div><div><br />So what am I writing here? But that we should hear from God in any situation we are faced with. And ask ourselves when we find ourselve getting angry that there's no one on earth that will ever meet all our needs. </div><div></div><div>So I tell you bloggers, readers, commenters…let's let go of the crutch we have found in your friends, spouses, parents, siblings, leaders, Ministers…<strong>it is time to let God be your CRUTCH!!!</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>Have a fulfilled week, holding onto God as your crutch…!!!</strong></span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong><u>Credits</u>:</strong><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Picture source</strong>: <strong><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/">istockphoto</a></strong></span></span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;">Song "<strong>I Believe</strong>" originally sang by <strong>Fantasia Barrino</strong> (American Idol)</span> </div><div><a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8396267629511144511&postID=6075061503307277774#_ftnref1" name="_ftn1"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>[1]</strong></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"> Lines from a Sermon by <strong>Pastor Matthew Ashimolowo</strong></span></div><div><a title="" style="mso-footnote-id: ftn2" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8396267629511144511&postID=6075061503307277774#_ftnref2" name="_ftn2"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"><strong>[2]</strong></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"> <strong>Crutch</strong>, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crutch</span></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-60447127395405798772009-06-21T18:31:00.002+01:002009-06-21T19:18:43.937+01:0043rd Sunday...A Dance With Dad!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Luther Vandross – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvW6nuQ2B0s">Dance With My Fat</a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv_qxl2XYMkHvrgRH-X7V6ICt5UdtjOjT7FyzE9la2mUPl2IUbTbudoRStKmAN87nSOdfASzfCit1PH9Ui1bdg4bLLSb31jzCsH_9h2nsvDhtnnaOi94kelVHqlomzw-ZrCRAU9Fuy_cUL/s1600-h/ist2_3181087-card-for-father-s-day.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349829163845987378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv_qxl2XYMkHvrgRH-X7V6ICt5UdtjOjT7FyzE9la2mUPl2IUbTbudoRStKmAN87nSOdfASzfCit1PH9Ui1bdg4bLLSb31jzCsH_9h2nsvDhtnnaOi94kelVHqlomzw-ZrCRAU9Fuy_cUL/s320/ist2_3181087-card-for-father-s-day.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvW6nuQ2B0s">her </a></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “Generation after generation stands in awe of your work; each one tells stories of your mighty acts..” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Psalm 145: 4</span> <span style="font-size:85%;">(The Message)<br /></span><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Jim Valvano</span><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I don’t know what stories you have of your Father in your archive…Maybe there are good ones…properly bad or even worst, Ugly ones. But what I do know is that a Father is one who is warrior, one who is not afraid to love even when they know how hard it is for a man to show affection. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />I found it kind of TRICKY composing a line or two for my Father; I guess it is becuase I realized I was never program to say those ‘<em>lovey-dovey</em>’ words about Dad, who I have to write really means so much to me.<br />Most of us, grew up learning to keep Mother’s day special…but it was not until I grew older that I realized that there was a day set aside specially for Fathers. And then again, musicians even made the matter worst because there are more songs dedicated to Mothers than there are of Fathers.<br /><br />But when I look back in my life, I know my Father played an important role in the person I am today. He made me an independent woman who first believed in who I am before people believe in me. A fighter. A woman of Virtue. My Father first validated me…My Father made me still have a heart to love when I could have stop loving.<br /><br />He does not say much but when he does speak I gain immeasurable wisdom from him...<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEQM5WgNHgmxrh6O3f2L-L3stBuOkZedjt_GqCtXZr0WmPXevF364Jt-BXV9inFQpbMAG4lZtYsCFTnE3jpMwFM_zr_Lln6qfvYjCnuE_7YLvKqjU0oYxiQ2DK27DGXobuMbB2DEktFLn/s1600-h/ist2_2340143-real-man.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349829000667083842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEQM5WgNHgmxrh6O3f2L-L3stBuOkZedjt_GqCtXZr0WmPXevF364Jt-BXV9inFQpbMAG4lZtYsCFTnE3jpMwFM_zr_Lln6qfvYjCnuE_7YLvKqjU0oYxiQ2DK27DGXobuMbB2DEktFLn/s200/ist2_2340143-real-man.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>Memories of my Father?</strong> </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><br /></span>The night he prayed with me when I was unable to sleep. The Days, as a valiant, he fought to keep at bay crooks of the night. I remember when I would run into the restroom and cry eyes out after eavesdropping on conversations between my Father and Mother.<br />He would speak about the battle he had to fight to provide for his family. In all his struggles, he never came back empty handed.<br /><br />He could have been a coward and ran off but he did not.<br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>I love you, Dad.</strong></span><br /><br />“<em>Father, you made me a beautiful woman any man would be blessed to have as a wife</em>.”</span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>[</strong>I find myself wondering...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Did I give you your due..</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">For all that you've done for meDid I ever thank you?<br /><br />For all of my childhood memories</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">For helping me deal with life's stresses</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">For helping me accept my defeats</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">And celebrate my successes?<br /><br />Or for teaching me the value of hard work,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Good judgement, courage, and being true </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">The laughter, smiles, and quiet times we've shared</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Did I ever thank you?<br /><br />If I have forgotten, </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I'm thanking you now</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">You taught me right from wrong....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I hope you know </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">how much you're loved and appreciated</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I hope you, instinctively, knew it all along.<br /><br />Happy Fathers' Day, Dad</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>excerpt from </em></span><a href="http://www.love-of-poems.com/fathers-day-poems-verses-quotes.html"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Card Poems, </em></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Father's Day Poem Verses quotes", <strong>Dad Poem #10</strong></em></span><strong>]<br /></strong></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>Picture source</strong>: </span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><strong><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/">istockphoto</a></strong></span></span>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-14031706289826456642009-06-14T20:35:00.037+01:002009-06-15T02:47:08.744+01:0042nd Sunday...My Time to Bloom !!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQo5RQj9h3cgA52hpZoT3cyGF4Q_VJYKovGTaYbqkKRRwCTl5PagzamMzrnl7pTc38Ofd3nwHTMGCfWvaxty0V1qw469YxIJQuhTPiVwZgJj0DMdBUsZFJU1LdARCq17KHNYrM0Qu4_6jG/s1600-h/ist2_6316609-girl-with-peony.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347177917691382386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQo5RQj9h3cgA52hpZoT3cyGF4Q_VJYKovGTaYbqkKRRwCTl5PagzamMzrnl7pTc38Ofd3nwHTMGCfWvaxty0V1qw469YxIJQuhTPiVwZgJj0DMdBUsZFJU1LdARCq17KHNYrM0Qu4_6jG/s320/ist2_6316609-girl-with-peony.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Omolara [ft. M.I] – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKV-Mj8XAN4">Tonight</a></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “Rise up; this matter is in your hands. We will support you, so take courage and do it.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Ezra 10:4[NIV]<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQ5Jf68bgbIusz5B95KnmypdosA-FF3GGmjS2arWgTlwtjVnVRY1lVk69bTMTFw5_OFr9bO1NqUu1TNiqzprCx3KIJRrcK1Kgn-IBDOzXKoHpXmBjKBKwSix-5LsvwI8k-hvvNNNCxE9C/s1600-h/lizzard-working-out.jpg"></a><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">T</span>ake a chance! All life is a chance. The man who goes furthest is generally the one who is willing to do and dare</span>.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Dale Carnegie</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>January 1, 2009</strong> (New Year), I wrote in my journal:</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">“…<em>it is not going to be a year free from trials…or tribulations but God will see us through it all. I may or may not get to meet that special one but in my process of finding ‘the One’…”<strong>Bankole*</strong>” I will get healed spiritually</em>…” </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">[<strong>* </strong><em>at time of writing, I had another name in mind but down the road that was lost in the forest of yesterday</em>…]</span><br /><br />God has a reason why we have to go through a series of ‘<em>Soap opera</em>’ moments before we get our breakthrough…Realize that if everything came to us easily then people won’t be able to embark on the journey of self-discovery or growing in relationship with God. Definitely, everything does happen in accordance to His wisdom and timing…<br />So what does Kemi have to share this Sunday?<br /><br />[As I flip through entries in my little book, I personally call,<span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong> ‘<em>Pink Book of Encouragement’</em></strong></span>]<br /><br />Um…Ok, I will share with you, what might seem like an insignificant testimony but it is something that I see the hand of God.<br /><br />As these Sundays hasten toward my ‘Jubilee’ Sunday…I can’t help but share another ‘Amazing Grace’ instant with readers of this blog...<br /><br />On the preceding Sunday, I shared with you on how I began this ‘<em>Sunday Blogging’</em> and how God used a Pastor to minister into my life His provision. But unknown to me, something was happening that I did not realize until I was speaking with a friend, when it hit me like a ton of brick what was happening.<br /><br />On the weekend, when I complete my milestone of fifty (50) Sunday post, it will be the same weekend I will be a Bridesmaid at my friend’s wedding <span style="font-size:85%;">[Check out, ‘</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2009/04/34th-sundaymaking-it-easy.html"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Making it Easy</span></a>’ </span><span style="font-size:85%;">post]</span>.<br /><br />When I began this journey, little did I know that it will be happening this way…Even my friend (getting married) was uncertain that she would be marrying the guy she was dating at that time. When she first told me that she wanted me to be one of her bridesmaids, I wanted to give her ‘100 reasons’ why I could not but I did not want to disappoint her heart because I was one of those who kept encouraging about finding the ‘<em>One</em>’.<br /><br />[<span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Sidetrack tale</strong>:</span> <em>Another surprise, is that this will be the first time I will be a Bridesmaid in my life…I have been a last minute Maid of Honor (MOH) once but never a Bridesmaid…Have caught the bouquet like a gifted skilled athlete trained for bouquet-catching but never the Bridesmaid. I have bought almost all the aso-ebi for my entire friend’s wedding…but never the Bridesmaid</em>…]<br /><br />Anyways, I realized that these series of coincident event have been taking place before my (How do I write ‘Korokoro’ eyes in Queen’s English? That will be for another day…anyways) eyes.<br /><br />The funny thing is that on my ‘Jubilee Sunday’ post, I will actually be sitting in the Church of the pastor that God used to minister to me. First time there and I will be going there because that’s where my friend will be getting married in.<br /><br />The year (in my own context of posting) will be ending with me as a bridesmaid dancing with my friend down the aisle to God’s altar celebrating His goodness in both our lives.<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">And like another friend put it, it is your ‘time to <strong>BLOOM</strong>’…</span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /></span><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /></span></em></span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Next Sunday</strong>:<br /><strong>~</strong><em> Remember to write a letter to all the <strong>fathers</strong> to show your appreciation to them...</em><br /></span></span></div><br /><br /><div><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Pixel source: <span style="color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/">Istockphoto</a></span></span></span></div></div></em></div></div></div></div></div><br /></span></span>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-65233848559860143222009-06-07T18:22:00.009+01:002009-06-08T01:37:21.792+01:0041st Sunday...From emptiness to His fullness!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Seal – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w58bBBCch-M">This Could Be Heaven</a></span></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w58bBBCch-M"><span style="color:#ff0000;"> </span></a><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “[Not in your own strength] for it is God Who is all the while effectually at work in you [energizing and creating in you the power and desire], both to will and to work for His good pleasure and satisfaction and delight.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Philippians 2:13 [Amplified Bible]<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQ5Jf68bgbIusz5B95KnmypdosA-FF3GGmjS2arWgTlwtjVnVRY1lVk69bTMTFw5_OFr9bO1NqUu1TNiqzprCx3KIJRrcK1Kgn-IBDOzXKoHpXmBjKBKwSix-5LsvwI8k-hvvNNNCxE9C/s1600-h/lizzard-working-out.jpg"></a><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">O</span>ur strength often increases in proportion to the obstacles imposed upon it.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Paul De Rapin</span><br /></span><br /><div><div><div><div></div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Have you observed how redecorating a particular room ha<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmlm4aGXTYKCZ6T32ljSy32X_HZCjTT0GSt3S056C0opD_tReWLYlon4cWcO8K_ruv7Vw_NZT9Dmh9tkrig2xhlI9DDkO8DojdkLck_1d2JEK2QZUEJvvFa365FiX3Mm2Fa1Fq1DuyfJhV/s1600-h/fulfill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344637796476172082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmlm4aGXTYKCZ6T32ljSy32X_HZCjTT0GSt3S056C0opD_tReWLYlon4cWcO8K_ruv7Vw_NZT9Dmh9tkrig2xhlI9DDkO8DojdkLck_1d2JEK2QZUEJvvFa365FiX3Mm2Fa1Fq1DuyfJhV/s320/fulfill.jpg" border="0" /></a>s an enormous outcome not just on that room but also how it determines the outcome of the other rooms? Well, that what God want to do in our lives. He sees our determination to change on the interior part of our life and His love for us makes Him reach out a helping hand to our broken and wounded hearts. And as we experience this transformation, people begin to notice a difference in our lives…and also it impacts their lives in some way... </span></div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><div><br />This Sunday, I begin my countdown to my ‘<em>Jubilee</em>’ post…and with only nine (9) Sunday post left, I recall the reason behind this Sunday journey. </div><div><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Ok, let’s do the moonwalk back to the past…</span> </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI6NInPk-hmW0-uPciLcYlXzytZGuaBsE3Bd49em2uxF0Gnt5AY3JyDQJpbI81mTHsEDT8M5pgLBchA2jRmCitcy19tpLIGYEpmD3nWOaXl6XaRbcug0BhRQse5T-_P9A5gS8uvY68GK37/s1600-h/lizzard-working-out.jpg"></a>One of these years (in this century), I found myself in hot waters with some relative while led me into a period of anger, bitterness, and depression. Months to come, I fell into the fallacy of blaming others for the problems I was facing. I blamed everyone but myself. And when I found myself in the corners of failure, I would run my mouth of excuses as to why I was still in the same place. Even giving myself a pat on the back for successfully swindling the mind of my listeners…I made myself the perpetual victim…How pathetic! </div><div><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Now help me hit the Fast-forward button on the remote called ‘Life’to the present (ok, not quite the present as in this year but last year)…</span> </div><div><br />Here I was a broken woman, hungry for change in some areas in my life, I decided to seek other ways to betterment. Since it wasn’t a stranger who hurt me but someone I would be unable to purge out of my life, I knew I needed the grace of God. I could have given up but I wanted more…I was not ready to settle for less (<em>Remember NTA 2 Channel 5’s Slogan, “<strong>Don’t settle for less</strong>”</em>). So definitely Miss Kemi was not about to settle…I needed MORE. </div><div><br />So one Sunday, I decided to do something different and it was to listen to a preacher on TV[ Now, you need to understand where I was coming from, I was the closed minded kind (Madam I.T.K - <strong>I TOO KNOW</strong>) and I did not believe in seeking out help from others – My belief was that they would try to sway me from my faith. But down the road, I learnt that if you have a strong faith & understanding in God nothing can shake from the place you stand...I wanted to be transformed but I needed not to fall into the excuse that it was the Church I attended that made me this way] </div><div><br />As I watched and listened on, his words encouraged me to believe that I could still experience change in my life but I have to be willing to open up to God to use me to His glory. At this stage, I found myself in tears and it was like the huge burden (in my heart) was hauled away. </div><div><br />To be honest, the battle is not over but that was the beginning of God taking charge of my life. It was then I decided to begin my Genesis the Sunday after… [Even though I began this blog March, 2008] </div><div><br />I still keep pressing forward with Hope in my heart believing that things will be different because I will be MAKING AN EFFORT to pursue change not just in the areas concerning my life but in the way of thinking, my relationship with Him...and then my walk with other people He places in my path . </div><br /><div>By His grace, <strong>I WILL BE A GRADUATE</strong> in every stage because I will make an effort…<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">***Remember to listen to the calm voice in the midst of your storm</span></em></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Next Sunday On <span style="color:#ff0000;">Afunrun gin a Anya</span></strong>:<br /><strong>~</strong><em> It is my time to bloom like the flowers...It is SUMMER!!!</em><br /></span></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Pixel source: <a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Gettyimages</span></a></span></span></div></div></div></div></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-65235062588826150272009-05-31T11:04:00.007+01:002009-06-08T01:38:30.006+01:0040th Sunday...2 ½ times disappointed but 1 big VICTORY!!!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSzLtce4VgN7Jec_yt_9VxaAn6I7N8xTSxD5FE6CnJzqsqDuZik1PYTqtUbl3df7xJ32RcgeWpwzaoFmziImU-o2LfmGJBw0NEZ5MipdOIGbKkUYFVA9pTXMLoorIwDtr8JvLtyYtvSC5/s1600-h/Freedon_jumping-goldfish.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341819592864611458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdSzLtce4VgN7Jec_yt_9VxaAn6I7N8xTSxD5FE6CnJzqsqDuZik1PYTqtUbl3df7xJ32RcgeWpwzaoFmziImU-o2LfmGJBw0NEZ5MipdOIGbKkUYFVA9pTXMLoorIwDtr8JvLtyYtvSC5/s200/Freedon_jumping-goldfish.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Hezekiah Walker – <span style="font-family:Gill Sans MT;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JO4ISkFGrEs">Moving Forward</a></span></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AYaiGB7eYU8"> </a><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “As the distance of East from West, so far from us does <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">He </span>put our faults...” – Psalm 103: 12<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQ5Jf68bgbIusz5B95KnmypdosA-FF3GGmjS2arWgTlwtjVnVRY1lVk69bTMTFw5_OFr9bO1NqUu1TNiqzprCx3KIJRrcK1Kgn-IBDOzXKoHpXmBjKBKwSix-5LsvwI8k-hvvNNNCxE9C/s1600-h/lizzard-working-out.jpg"></a><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">W</span>henever you choose to change for the better, your life automatically gains more value. Don't be stagnant in your secret sins, take a hold of Jesus' garment and let Him make you whole again.” --- <a href="http://light-her-lamp.blogspot.com/2009/05/secret-sinner.html"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Jaycee</span> </a>[Lamp]<br /></span><br /><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I have come to realize that as I write the next chapter of my journey into the next phrase of my life, there will be those who will deride me. I should be afraid of the decisions I have made, afraid to love again...Worst more, afraid of what the future holds for me...But I won’t relent as I go forth in faith. For the Lord is truly my strength!!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />The process of beginning a new journey to finding your life’s purpose can be scary but you just take the first step in faith and God will carry you the rest of the road. [Remember poem, “Footprints In The Sand”] </span></div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><div><br />So you might wonder why the title, “<em>2 ½ times disappointed but 1 big VICTORY</em>”. It came about as I decided in my last post to start another blog to impart encouraging word (By His Grace) into the life of people out there. I also remembered the story about how I began to pursue acquiring a visa to visit abroad. </div><div><br />The very first time I was scheduled for an appointment at the Embassy in Victoria Island, Lagos (In Nigeria), I was so excited because I was convinced I was definitely going to get it. I had all the exact documents (or so I thought) that was required by me to submit but I was in for a disappointment…a disappointment that almost paralyzed my faith in believe I could attain anything I set out to get. </div><div><br />After that incident, I stayed clear awhile (to be precise, <em>four years</em>)…then I took a crack at it again, this time with a renewed hope that was soon to be lost again. Twice disappointed already. </div><div><br />But once more I pressed forward…this time approaching the battle field with caution. Listening firmly to what the Holy Spirit had to say about the place I was going to. And just as I got dressed for my appointment…I got in my Spirit not to go forth. Hence I went out when the day was dawn, to splurge the money (I should have paid for my application fee) to pamper myself with. [<em>My half ‘½’ disappointment</em>] </div><div><br />By the end of that day, I was making a vow with God that I won’t come to that place until my status changed (<em>2 ½ times I applied as a Visitor</em>)…my victory did not come until I gave up thinking about it and went about my duty in life like nothing happened to me. At this point, My friends were tired of hearing say the same old story about traveling abroad but I still believe a miracle would come. And when God did give me my victory, He made sure it would be a hit-maker in the eyes of those who teased me. God gave them an Oscar winning performance that saw me doing the Victory dance.<br />He gave me a ‘Lottery Win’…So I was not just a visitor to the new land, a legal Resident. [<em>My Big Victory</em>…] </div><div><br />[*Now you know…that Kemi has set sail on a mission to do the Lord’s work in a foreign land…I guess this post is like coming out of the closet but not in negative/bad way] </div><div><br />Thus I press forward in faith, ready to make a change & sacrifices that will make a difference in my life by seeking God’s anointing to remove those thorns that have covered my life. I <strong>SURRENDER TO GOD</strong>…I am <strong>MOVING FORWARD</strong> in faith…Join me as I go forth (Amen)<br /><br />God bless you all </div><br /><div><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">*<u><strong>Breaking News</strong></u>:<br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>New Blog Alert!!!</em></strong></span> </div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>>>></strong>Pop in and show some love <strong>>>></strong> <a href="http://www.kemipenelope.com/"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Kemi Penelope</strong></span></a></span><br /><br /><strong>Upcoming</strong>:<br /><strong>~</strong><em> While, next Sunday (On this blog) read as I came from emptiness to His fullness at a time like this</em>.<br /></span><br /></div></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Pixel source: </span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><strong><a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/">Istockphoto</a></strong></span></span></div></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-84742172178309878562009-05-24T13:34:00.005+01:002009-05-24T15:57:02.438+01:0039th Sunday...Another Leap Of Faith!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje6CAeATUQjAiFx4t2u3H4Stf0r3isIzu6wKqt8Gc9qyDo99Zrr_0R6FbN0MEXtB47VjlM9slWEDP9l4jMne-ftIufnj5mJYjMDqcgYihhM7qmN32wHejCwTFD1V9u5fdCSIqhPSHqeSC-/s1600-h/83293709.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Gbenga Ogundeyi – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BkML8l_uLaw">Felefele Laye </a></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> ...“<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">M</span>y grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.” – <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">2 corinthians 12:9</span> (NIV)</span><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond what you were.” --- <a href="http://www.wow4u.com/inspirationalquotes/index.html"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Cherie Carter-Scott</span> </a><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">So I needed to do something to eliminate the dissonance that exist in my mind about beginning another blog...but how do I share an in-depth yarn about the adventurous and not so adventurous world of Kemi? I am not just that blogizen (Citizen of Blogville) who take pleasure in blogging every Sunday. It is more than just that, I am a woman who has a not-so perfect past, a struggling-to-be-the-best present but definitely a bright future that is not completely rid of all the normal hurdles I have to jump over but one with dreams that are been fulfilled. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />Now in order to approach the future with open arms, one needs to make peace with the ghost of their past. And even though I know that I still only but a work-in-progress, I am without a doubt not the same person I was four years ago.<br /><br />I was heartbroken, angry, and ripped myself to bit's thinking that my happiness was dependable on those who were in my life. But I was burnt by that foolishness and in turn, I found emancipation of the pain, by keeping a journal that was crammed with records of bitterness, disappointment, regrets. That did not help.<br /><br />Understandable I know I can’t be completely be rid of the past (I still have the scars that reminds me of it) but I am making an effort to see the sun shining in every cloudy situation and to be a better person because of the experiences, not just for me but for ‘<em>Him</em>’…ok, I need to give this ‘<em>him</em>’ a name…hmmmm, let me see…I think I will settle with <strong>Bankolé</strong>* (My ‘<strong>Bankolé</strong>’ is in no way connected to any Bankolé or Banky you may know, so drop the suspicious thought)…and that’s what his name will be until death do us part…<br /><br />So let the building of my castles in the air begin…once Bankole and I, have crafted a solid foundation of friendship and love, we will definitely bring the castle down for the world to see…LOL<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">*The Blog to be officially launched in June...Watch this space!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />Do have a wonderful week my fellow Blogizens… </span></span></span></span>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-13711182266453586882009-05-17T15:00:00.004+01:002009-05-24T19:53:56.605+01:0038th Sunday...Praisin' My Way Out!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Asa – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">Iba</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “...<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">I</span> have put will keep on hoping for your help; I will praise you more and more.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Psalm 71:14 (NLT)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:130%;">W</span>hen you feel like giving up, remember why you held on for so long in the first place.” --- <a href="http://www.inspirationalspark.com/encouragement-quotes.html"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Unknown</span> </a><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">...Sometimes when you don’t <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7-MISxzSL4KSVXNd0F6SKFGiPeA4bnbqbmJbzjETxxZTeioldAGCpo6tmHw3s2ZKZAGU98Ry638pI1PrFvaMA8LBneIJv0re_yl-D-rz0v3TRRGqurvUcmiKXu0qYtm0Wa3YNFW-dWOkj/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336083371248214338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7-MISxzSL4KSVXNd0F6SKFGiPeA4bnbqbmJbzjETxxZTeioldAGCpo6tmHw3s2ZKZAGU98Ry638pI1PrFvaMA8LBneIJv0re_yl-D-rz0v3TRRGqurvUcmiKXu0qYtm0Wa3YNFW-dWOkj/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a>know what to do about a situation you are facing, it is best you simply <strong>Praise your way out of it</strong>. And before you know it, you will be at the other end of the tunnel of your problems...</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />So to you (<em>inclusive me</em>), who thinks that you should have been much further than this by now…just remember that, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">“God will only release favor and promotion in our lives when He knows <strong>OUR CHARACTER CAN HANDLE IT</strong>.” - <span style="font-size:85%;">Joel Osteen </span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">[This weekend was a bit busy for me but I am Thankful despite everything...have a wonderful week ahead.]</span><br /><br />God Bless,<br /><br /><strong>Kemi</strong></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Images from: </span><a href="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j284/darsilynn/Praisedance.jpg"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" ><strong>Photobucket</strong></span></a></span> </span></span></p>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-58803835085173935952009-05-10T20:32:00.017+01:002009-06-12T21:27:47.068+01:0037th Sunday...This is for you, Mama…!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEZADvBUobPjsqfhIs8nHL0jBU0IhkzSjdyVjUcoTxFwtsbHA2l3OLdfY9H2BPQDYXdJZ49W7FkdupqWYRn8pbV8BXsU2TgUwWGNmg7ym9u35Z00M_VtnD4_mwzPfDCGV_Ju1x-T-0l9Zv/s1600-h/85536862.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334399294881000994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEZADvBUobPjsqfhIs8nHL0jBU0IhkzSjdyVjUcoTxFwtsbHA2l3OLdfY9H2BPQDYXdJZ49W7FkdupqWYRn8pbV8BXsU2TgUwWGNmg7ym9u35Z00M_VtnD4_mwzPfDCGV_Ju1x-T-0l9Zv/s200/85536862.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Chris Brown & Keri Heilson – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zY8qQNqzShs">Superhuman</a></span></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zY8qQNqzShs"><span style="color:#ff0000;"> </span></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “Every time I say your name in prayer—which is practically all the time—I thank God for you, the God I worship with my whole life in the tradition of my ancestors.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">2 Timothy 1:3 (The Message) </span><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNfJRMv8sXppjmiaRa72rbQaQTNkE5IzY_HbL61Z6kGARvr3rGu3v1zzTx33gseTb3LNpsefdPcdlRDKupkBWPqairnPD1xLzn1OcVhRc-dvd6XYiwjFCkGJMM6WnFpg_Ckr1t_zq9IBq7/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a>Quote of the week:</strong> “Your arms were always open when I needed a hug. Your heart understood when I needed a friend. Your gentle eyes were stern when I needed a lesson. Your strength and love has guided me and gave me wings to fly.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Sarah Malin</span><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Iya mi</strong></span> (<em>Mrs. Penélopê</em>),</span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><br />Ok, I know I have been a problematical child lately, and I am sure you keep wondering if someone must have switched your real child at birth.<br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />But “<em>Mama, it is still me…your Prodigal Daughter</em>”<br /><br />In my journey of self-discovery, I have realize that I never took the time to know the real you and where you are coming from.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2NSuDiRhyJX6MpJ_f9N67MHeWreJNbyd0HFO2GiVbmw2Z8gYRagH_Crv_EwVX08os5UOucpkw5HDfGVgPB1sEybR_SQTdftkLA-NxXabqAGkTp538l1EhXTr4gXIi2MuPE1tdXLApQxtx/s1600-h/85536831.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334400529982143522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2NSuDiRhyJX6MpJ_f9N67MHeWreJNbyd0HFO2GiVbmw2Z8gYRagH_Crv_EwVX08os5UOucpkw5HDfGVgPB1sEybR_SQTdftkLA-NxXabqAGkTp538l1EhXTr4gXIi2MuPE1tdXLApQxtx/s200/85536831.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />You were a novice when it came to being a woman, wife and mother…but you raised me the way you knew best. I guess God had other plans for your mother that you had to face the new world of motherhood alone. I am sure if they had a University course for being a mother, you would have registered for it. But even then you never backed down from your pursuit of being the best you could be.<br /><br />You trusted God and knew that you will be able to face every mountain. I see so much of you in me and I get scared…but that is who I am. I remember times you whop me when I did something naughty but you alway made it up to me that I forget the whopping of yesterdays. Now, when I look at how far I have come, I realize that you have made me into a ‘Strong Black Woman’ - ‘Superhuman’, I am.<br /><br />Even if we quarrel more than we speak…I still love you for giving me a chance to make a difference in the world. You could have done away with me but you did not.<br /><br /><strong>Iya mi, I am still getting to know you better</strong>…<br /><br />I want to hate you but Gosh! When I think about the wonderful things you have sacrifice for me…I just can’t help but love you.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6Rg4LbHswrtDB-6R6TILUOwV2Wj4MHSjeT9KCAc9beheUw5ofYJi7lgmE99OSOAC9H02krigyWc9MBPgWHjvcFth2GZ-z2KqR3ZdwMiJYtJubsguboC4F_eBWUyi82dS787OPmKluajs/s1600-h/85536225.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334400061747666770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt6Rg4LbHswrtDB-6R6TILUOwV2Wj4MHSjeT9KCAc9beheUw5ofYJi7lgmE99OSOAC9H02krigyWc9MBPgWHjvcFth2GZ-z2KqR3ZdwMiJYtJubsguboC4F_eBWUyi82dS787OPmKluajs/s200/85536225.jpg" border="0" /></a>I laugh at the fact that even if I have informed you like a million times against trying to hook me up with every eligible bachelor, you still secretly do it…in fact, <em>eHarmony</em> & <em>match.com</em>, don’t have anything on you…<br /><br />I love you, Iya mi…we are in this together and I know we’ll find a common ground pretty soon…just be patience with me.<br /><br />**<em>To every mother, especially blogging mother, thank you for sharing your experience of Motherhood with the world. You women are simply, Superhuman</em>.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Images from: </span><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Getty Images</strong></span></a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span></span><br /><br /></span>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-43534211785600830192009-05-03T20:32:00.018+01:002009-05-04T02:50:59.949+01:0036th Sunday...!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWcjtr5xHRo4S5e6mr0UiqHHssupJRbRjuSxOofDo1MfvSyFKcZ4TDDeXfBhndwPXglZPmcS_1Er7Dp2RPZHku8sVLDHggATYEHFhMqUv9_DkX9rU7Sqygbs_tu0X6j8gEO5A9Z5oB7H3Z/s1600-h/76037243.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Jedi – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;">Jehovah </span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">A</span>nd I pray that as you share your faith with others it will grip their lives too, as they see the wealth of good things in you that comes from Christ Jesus.”</span> – <strong><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;">Philemon 6 </span><br /></span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “Each time anyone comes into contact with us, they must become different and better people because of having met us. We must radiate God’s Love...intense Love does not measure...It just gives.” – <span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Mother Theresa of Calcutta</strong></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxePInFZtoHXi6u9-KjtvOsogVFpOMFeVUjkdS89fgnm2T_kjCRjBmuzqerfJbzH8I5CQZ3qYvDeXq_4M2X1zTnwyomJ5493_k1Haz0rSjdIg17C65P9cFMzSPuehVkbQRk5YwxsS5mEL/s1600-h/love.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">On this my 36th Sunday Post...T<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">he “<strong>Song Of The Week</strong>” is a special dedication to everyone: Idon't have to mention names because You all know Who you are...!!!</span></span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"> </span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht8galHycpO-tqKwOi7ug84HMkF_df2UmViwWKtlFINeWl2UXolnTxa_-Prgk3n3EDrmWkXMAcw_zJHZu2kbs0V81LjTFazhySGZUueLvdg2depfFE6RpuyQ0J3LH97-MCIIuLk606xItQ/s1600-h/84074696.jpg"></a><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">...This past week has been two kinds of crazy with deadlines to meet… [<em>I don’t know why we Nigerians like to wait to do everything last minute</em>?] </span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><div><br />So I had a project to submit before <strong>Thursday</strong> and here was I on <strong>Monday</strong>, I still did not have any idea on how to start the project. By <strong>Tuesday</strong>, I started <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDYWbzD_8JtHfNgJi2XyEKJ4vssFWXXGgDh2DO_FOB1W4M_4gL1BvpbvkPE6jptDcScP1lsdgUmXGhhDuWkQybxUBaazpN6zo-8FgBoEK94eMiTizy_WpnR5wNOdJMDrJu3PgdYQ1CvIkN/s1600-h/dv2062062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331772761748971330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDYWbzD_8JtHfNgJi2XyEKJ4vssFWXXGgDh2DO_FOB1W4M_4gL1BvpbvkPE6jptDcScP1lsdgUmXGhhDuWkQybxUBaazpN6zo-8FgBoEK94eMiTizy_WpnR5wNOdJMDrJu3PgdYQ1CvIkN/s200/dv2062062.jpg" border="0" /></a>playing around with different concepts on what to work on…and suddenly, down the road, I blacked out on ideas. Since I can’t kill myself, I decided to sleep over it until <strong>Wednesday</strong>…and by this now, time had already begun to tick away…announcing each second, minutes and hours that have begun to go down the drain as waste water…</div><br /><div>”<em>Hmmm! God save me, I needed to thinking fast or else I lose any chance of possible promotion to the next level</em>.” </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Wednesday</strong> zoomed by like a fast moving train introducing <strong>Thursday</strong> to my Calendar…With others having theirs (projects) beautifully package, I was still trying to put finishing touches to my own…[Thank God for <em>Risi</em><strong>*</strong><a title="" style="mso-endnote-id: edn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8396267629511144511&postID=4353421178560083019#_edn1" name="_ednref1">[i]</a> who assisted to make my project more presentable…] </span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong>Time for Presentation</strong>: Because I was late, I had to present my own project with the last group. And when it was finally my turn, I decided to showcase mine behind two other partner’s in crime because I was kind of embarrass by what I had put together. </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">But <strong>Guess what?</strong> They decided to switch the rule on me and begin with mine… I was certainly taken unaware. OMG! I wanted to die…I was not expecting this to go this way…Haba! Someone should have given me hint on that, and then I would have taken first place to present instead… </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">There was no place to run to, except to slide under the table and die a slow dead from embarrassment…but just then, I could not believe the news my ears was gathering, I was actually getting rave review about my project…and it ended with “<em>Great Job, Miss Penélopê</em> !!!” </span></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:100%;">I was like ‘Humph!’ Who would have thought </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJT_sR8FaUWxlUxxfngxuV17XPPYi0WCcnIRaLdAI1Hal4HEvIpPhdDeU4ewHdgtvAqZPmjNSvVoe7L642BpxqwLtOdssF0yx9kZ6KjGoNHsSp9hh9ZB_CuDhwO9ziDekyn1aw2vTaTgFg/s1600-h/a0055-000058.jpg"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331772854891348562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJT_sR8FaUWxlUxxfngxuV17XPPYi0WCcnIRaLdAI1Hal4HEvIpPhdDeU4ewHdgtvAqZPmjNSvVoe7L642BpxqwLtOdssF0yx9kZ6KjGoNHsSp9hh9ZB_CuDhwO9ziDekyn1aw2vTaTgFg/s200/a0055-000058.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:100%;">otherwise…anyways, I have officially retired from ‘<em>Last minute doing of project’</em>, I will have to start learning to start on time (I hope? LOL)<br /><br />Meanwhile on Last Week Sunday’s Post…I’d like to thanks everyone who left a wonderful comment and to ease </span><a href="http://alotedbabe.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;">Aloted</span></a><span style="font-size:100%;">’s mind, I will certainly reveal ‘Little by little’ the lady behind ‘Miss Kemi Penélopê’ but put it in mind that I also need to protect the identity of my friends, family…in my life.</span></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Also Bloggers, if you have any question you’d like to ask me, you can leave a comment or simply email me: </span><a href="mailto:Kemipen@gmail.com"><span style="font-size:100%;">Kemipen@gmail.com</span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"> (If you’d like to remain anonymous) </span></div><div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Anyways, do have a wonderful week and remember that “<em>Good things just don’t happen; you have to go after it</em>…” (I should also give myself that advice…LOL)…Enjoy the wonderful music dedicated to you ALL…!!!<br /></span></div><div><br /><a title="" style="mso-endnote-id: edn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8396267629511144511&postID=4353421178560083019#_ednref1" name="_edn1"><span style="font-size:85%;">[i]</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> * Not their real name</span></span></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Picture source:</strong> </span><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Getty</span><span style="color:#ff0000;"> Image</span></a><br /></span>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-16235766788577162732009-04-26T14:30:00.000+01:002009-04-26T14:30:00.530+01:0035th Sunday...Knowing Kemi Penélopê!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZrjplGgt7xmeCnc-oD8lMjsodjaEKFggxatO4TLCqJfNZafEy7Fz7JqJZHlsSZcw9ReSoxGz-Bme5YNyIXrrx22Hu2ArUljZIcToYv3hLK28wiJxGznXejdtlaOsXUf9RhTzk9X61qKr_/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328773561176827250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZrjplGgt7xmeCnc-oD8lMjsodjaEKFggxatO4TLCqJfNZafEy7Fz7JqJZHlsSZcw9ReSoxGz-Bme5YNyIXrrx22Hu2ArUljZIcToYv3hLK28wiJxGznXejdtlaOsXUf9RhTzk9X61qKr_/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Mary Mary – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">God in me</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">God </span>is able to make all grace abound to you, so that in all things at all times, you will abound in every good work.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">2 Corinthians 9: 8</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">I</span>f you think you're too small to make a difference, then you've never spent a night in bed with a mosquito.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Anita Roddick</span><br /></span><div><div><div><div><div><div></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em>Fifteen</em> Sundays left and then what…? I really don’t know but when that time comes I will take the step to <em>what next</em>. </span></div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><div><br />In the intervening time, I decided to formally introduce <em>me, myself</em> & <em>I</em>, to the members of the <span style="color:#009900;"><strong>B* World</strong></span> (a.k.a, ‘<em>Blogsville</em>’). </div><div></div><br /><div>The name <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Kemi Penélopê</strong></span> was born from the fictional character in the 2008 movie called, ‘<strong>Penelope</strong>’ (<em>a fairy tale about a girl who has trouble finding the right Prince Charming to break her curse of being part pig</em><a title="" style="mso-endnote-id: edn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8396267629511144511&postID=1623576678857716273#_edn1" name="_ednref1"><span style="font-size:85%;">[I]</span></a>)… </div><div></div><br /><div>What is interesting is the odd similarity I share with this fictional character ‘<em>Penelope</em>’... </div><div><br /><strong>The Curse</strong>: Oh yes I do have flaws (or that part of me) that I conceal away from the eyes & ears of the world for fear that they will only judged me without getting to know the real me.<br /></div><div></div><br /><div><strong>Different Suitors</strong>: Penelope had to endure meeting different suitors who her mother was hoping will be the one to break the curse. I have had my own share of ‘hook-ups’ that have either run away or I have personally chased away out of my life…I guess I do them the honor before they decide to actually run away. I know that is wrong way to go about it but if you were in my shoes, you’d probably do the same.</div><br /><div><strong>Met ‘Max’:</strong> I met ‘Max’ who knew the Real Me...he never judged me but he could not give me what I wanted...and I could not completely commit to the relationship because I feared he may not be accepted.</div><div><br /><strong>Running away from home</strong>: Ok, I did not exactly run away from home but I did leave the beautiful and comfortable ‘Penélopê’ mansion to live on my own: <em>I know, not so African</em>. But I have to writethat it was my biggest leap to self-discovery…excited yet frightened that I may fail at this venture. It was not my comfort zone so I did not know what to expect…and worst of all, I had to start from the very beginning (not a very easy place to start). Papa & Mama Penélopê were definitely not happy with my decision and won’t speak to me (but they are finally coming around to accepting my decision).</div><div><br /><strong>The World Outside the mansion</strong>: It has been an emotional roller-coaster ride to self-discovery. I have had my ‘Allelluia’ days and then there were those days that it felt like Heaven had shuts its doors to my prayer. But God is not man and I have discovered His kindness in <strong>Psalm 34</strong>...I know He loves me and He never judges me because although it may not look or sound like this situation was planned by God but I do see the hand of God at work in my situation. </div><div><br />I have discovered things I never believed I was capable of doing myself…and although I can as slow as a turtle, when I have to make a major decisions but I always get there in the end.<br /><br /></div><div><br /><a title="" style="mso-endnote-id: edn1" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=8396267629511144511&postID=1623576678857716273#_ednref1" name="_edn1"><span style="font-size:85%;">[I]</span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> <strong>Penelope</strong>, <a href="http://www.penelopethemovie.com/">http://www.penelopethemovie.com/</a></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:78%;">Image from: </span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><strong><a href="http://www.movie-list.com/p/penelope.jpg">Movie-List</a></strong></span> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-87216542117801875192009-04-19T20:31:00.016+01:002009-04-20T13:24:00.949+01:0034th Sunday...Making It Easy!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig3mYcn8GDdXNOWwcPHs5REfQY4WGfPAOwCNzzmN5TmLBu_PKnPJWT1wybzSkj5SAY6Lxd3SUGYiFHAy6Qzfar70z8t53OtKgpcE1c3R9gFIj0sbQXUmLQjmHQt8OLuxynAq0XM-5fm31M/s1600-h/83779394.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;">* Please <strong>click song title</strong> to watch & Listen the song of the week...</span></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em></em></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Keisha White – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff6666;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7QxFRL5N89U">It Takes A Stronger Man</a></span></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7QxFRL5N89U"><span style="color:#ff6666;"><br /></span></span></span></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#000000;">LORD</span>, who has compassion on you. – <span style="font-size:85%;">Isaiah 54: 10 (NIV)</span></span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">W</span>hen you get to the end of all the light that you know and it's time to step into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: either you will be given something solid to stand on or you will be taught how to fly.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Edward Teller</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Last year, I made up my mind I won’t be attending any other friend’s wedding until I walk down the aisle myself…I have lived faithfully to that promise since then until I got a call from my friend last night…she decided she’d like me to be on her train. Don’t get me wrong, I am truly honored that she has chosen me and I am definitely happy for her but I am tired of being the ‘<em>Bridesmaid and never the Bride</em>…’</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />So I guess I have to take my dieting serious (<strong>Update</strong>: <em>I have managed to drop five (5) pounds since my last post “</em><a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2009/03/31st-sundaymaking-right-choice.html"><span style="color:#ff6666;"><em>Making the right choice</em></span></a>”)<br /><br />Meanwhile I will be making it easy for the guys when they have to make a decision...(call me crazy but I call it honesty)<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>‘Caveat emptor’</strong>…[Latin for “<em>Let the buyer beware</em>”]<br /><br />So how far will you go to get a guy to fall in love you even when you realize that ‘He’s just not that into you…’? And why do we have to hide the ‘Real Us’ just to get someone to love us, well actually the ‘<em>Fake Us’</em>? Well, I decided to take a different approach with the guys and I almost certainly will mess up my chances of ever getting ‘Hitch’ but at least, I can hold my head up and say, ‘<em>I did not compromise who I really am</em>…’ </span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />And just to make it uncomplicated for the guys and to kind of shrink the list of potential toasters, I would be wearing the ‘<em>Caveat</em> <em>emptor’</em> sign on my fore head…Letting them know upfront my flaws.<br /><br />I am no longer interested in ‘<em>Window shoppers’</em> who simply do not have a serious intention of purchasing or ‘<em>Testing Officers’</em>, who waste my time trying to sample the product, "excuse me, but I am no guinea pig". And to those who leave the job of ‘finding-a-mate’ to Agents (Friends…), I guess you will never know the joy of getting the real face value of what would have been yours and since those agents work on commission, they definitely may decide to keep the ‘goods’ for themselves.<br /><br />Anyways, let me leave it at that for now but I am serious about this…</span><br /><br /></span>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-64570457367050181272009-04-12T20:30:00.010+01:002009-04-17T18:20:17.412+01:0033rd Sunday...Allelluia...On the Third Day!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5yVl1205-OtcGoCYz32vxgnwiXeXe5ZPAAnPSPNbjyPop4Ej_50Y1yEGx2goaecVI_ZCpsTV-EtvZ-aj6OCBN1GRKf2cEot3_a4VxstQ19tHMHAIOBVeG-0SBQq1bg38W6vDvnAlglpVU/s1600-h/80190394.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324006745122828098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5yVl1205-OtcGoCYz32vxgnwiXeXe5ZPAAnPSPNbjyPop4Ej_50Y1yEGx2goaecVI_ZCpsTV-EtvZ-aj6OCBN1GRKf2cEot3_a4VxstQ19tHMHAIOBVeG-0SBQq1bg38W6vDvnAlglpVU/s200/80190394.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Wale Adenuga – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9PPPQarA7cY&feature=related">Ta lo dabi re</a></span><br /><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;"><strong>He </strong></span>is risen...”</span> – <strong><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;">Matthew 28:7 </span><br /></span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “The resurrection gives my life meaning and direction and the opportunity to start over no matter what my circumstances.” – <span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Robert Flatt</strong></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxePInFZtoHXi6u9-KjtvOsogVFpOMFeVUjkdS89fgnm2T_kjCRjBmuzqerfJbzH8I5CQZ3qYvDeXq_4M2X1zTnwyomJ5493_k1Haz0rSjdIg17C65P9cFMzSPuehVkbQRk5YwxsS5mEL/s1600-h/love.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">On this my 33rd Sunday Post...</span><span style="font-family:Webdings;color:#ff0000;">Y</span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"> </span><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht8galHycpO-tqKwOi7ug84HMkF_df2UmViwWKtlFINeWl2UXolnTxa_-Prgk3n3EDrmWkXMAcw_zJHZu2kbs0V81LjTFazhySGZUueLvdg2depfFE6RpuyQ0J3LH97-MCIIuLk606xItQ/s1600-h/84074696.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">...I praise God for keeping His promise...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">For He gave us, His only beloved Son to die for our sins,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">So each year we get to nail our sins to that 'Old rugged cross',</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">And then we feel our sinful nature buried forever,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">But suddenly, there's a shout of Allelluia...!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">For...on the Third day, </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Because He lives, we have become a new creation...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Jesus is Alive</strong>...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">We are alive again,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Praise God!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">To Everyone, I wish you a <strong>Happy Easter Celebration,</strong> </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">God has given us another chance for a new life...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">So Rejoice!</span><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:130%;">Jesus is the joy of the Dance...!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Picture source:</strong> </span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.gettyimage.com"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Getty</span><span style="color:#ff0000;"> Image</span></a>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-11019891613633836892009-04-05T20:29:00.033+01:002009-04-05T22:24:06.491+01:0032nd Sunday...A Eureka Moment!!!<div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Shanice Wilson – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WoaEWGQzz6o&feature=PlayList&p=E66503ABB08677E9&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=25"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Don't Break My Heart</span></a></span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “I love you, God— you make me strong. God is bedrock under my feet, the castle in which I live, my rescuing knight.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Psalm 18: 1 - 2 (The Message)</span></span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">T</span>here is nothing that waste the body like worry, and one who has any faith in <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">God </span>should be ashamed to worry about anything whatever.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Mahatma Gandhi</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><br /><strong>Had a ‘<em>Eureka Moment’</em> this Thursday…</strong></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">[<em>How do you feel when you find something you’ve</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq02qu6g5a4xOXYb06wuHO6pYZcGx01BEKurogOC5qgHyoEd2VbC7aM9Claa7c5raBL5Gyzz-4-ABj-N1U92MPLQcIECOxxy92oi8TFdMlhx5-pN0WUMhYrV2yLXmPUf_uER67uw1hl1tJ/s1600-h/79860509.jpg"><em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321197403624183202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq02qu6g5a4xOXYb06wuHO6pYZcGx01BEKurogOC5qgHyoEd2VbC7aM9Claa7c5raBL5Gyzz-4-ABj-N1U92MPLQcIECOxxy92oi8TFdMlhx5-pN0WUMhYrV2yLXmPUf_uER67uw1hl1tJ/s200/79860509.jpg" border="0" /></em></a><em> been looking for over ten years? Excited??? Emotional??? Or simply, indifferent??? </em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em>Nah! definitely not indifferent, I think you will have that moment when you just want to shout ‘Eureka’ or even do more than that…You know tell everyone who cares to listen what has happened...as you tell me yours, do take time to read about my own moment this past Thursday</em>…]</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />…So I think the year was 1996, and it was around that year that CD players began to work their way into the minds and pockets of people who loved to brag about acquiring new high-tech gadgets. The new magic box saved a lot of people the time spent rewinding those audio cassette with their pen/pencil or even their fingers when we had to replay their favorite track again and again.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Worst of all, having to screw open these audio cassette and bond back the broken tape that have been ripped off while playing... [<em>Thank God those days are long gone, like those shoulder pad</em>…LOL] </span></div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><div><br />Anyways, I decided to travel during the holiday break that year to spend some time with my cousins... One of my cousins who was in the University back then use to play the hell out one particular song on her new CD player (<em>Yeah! She was one of the fortunate ones back then...</em>) Unfortunately, I was forced to listen to it because I shared a room with her and my little cousin. I had to listen to it everyday until somehow the song eventually grew on me. At that time, I always thought the song was featured in the soundtrack of the movie, ‘<em>Boomerang</em>’ but I was so wrong. </div><br /><div></div><div>After my vacation was over and I was back home, I began listening to radio everyday, hoping I would get to listen to it but I never did get to hear it again. I am sure you will say, <em>'At least, Kemi, you got saved by the bell...</em>' Yes, I should be happy but I had also fallen in love with the song...sometimes I found herself humming the only part I still knew. And when the internet was invented, I tried to searching for it but yet again, I was unlucky. Also never hear it on radio either.</div><div></div><br /><div>Sooner or later, I gave up hope ever finding it until this past Thursday when that same song resurfaced in my “<em>Blast from the past</em>” archive file...</div><div>This time, I decided to ask a colleague if she had ever heard the song. I sang the part I knew to her but she also had never heard the song. She recommended we search for it on the internet. I took her advice and did so. And as luck would have it, the search brought up links to the song, ‘<em>Don’t break my heart’</em> by Shanice Wilson. </div><br /><div>I wasn’t sure if it was the exact song I have been searching for but I decided to try looking for it on my beloved <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGDwOwGrBasthHhw-N2OgeDCNd_ZOIJuaBAKtt0RniU0Xr8HKYQAJtsIPiDTwPfFuJrxWEcn_mSo_gUVmJ9nVC2fKnuNsDZrsIyr3svt69iVSqU67wdesYdbr_I1om6X6s-qtBPFBdzvU/s1600-h/76527167.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321197479896411618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGDwOwGrBasthHhw-N2OgeDCNd_ZOIJuaBAKtt0RniU0Xr8HKYQAJtsIPiDTwPfFuJrxWEcn_mSo_gUVmJ9nVC2fKnuNsDZrsIyr3svt69iVSqU67wdesYdbr_I1om6X6s-qtBPFBdzvU/s200/76527167.jpg" border="0" /></a>YOUTUBE (<em>I wonder why I never checked there until now</em>?)...The song began to play and when it got to the chorus, behold it was The One, </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>“<em>OMG! EUREKA! EUREKA!! EUREKA!!! Gosh! I have found it</em>!!!” </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">[<em>I repeatedly said to myself even though I would have wanted to go tell it on the mountain about my goodnews</em>.]</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />And for the first time I took my time to listen to the lyrics of this <em>long searched for</em> song and I have to write that now I do understand why my cousin was so in love with this song (you've got to listen to it to understand...Click the title link to listen)...and to me, it was worth the long wait and search…so worth it, I have to write. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">This might be an insignificant tale but if you have been waiting to hear that <em>one song that could change your whole life forever</em>…or you have been waiting for that someone or something that makes all the waiting worth while…You will understand my excitement.</span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></div><div><br />I want to let you know that nothing you do is in vain…it might be irrelevant to those you tell your story to but God has a hand in it. He planned it all. He planned this to happen to me so I could reassure someone that He has not forgotten about you…and guess what? <em>Sssh! don’t tell anyone but YOU & I, are His Favorite</em>!!! </div><div></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">See you on Easter Sunday...<br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">...</span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Images from: </span><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" ><strong>Getty Images</strong></span></a></span></span></div></span></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-21293980146035754022009-03-29T20:28:00.043+01:002009-03-30T02:53:18.510+01:0031st Sunday...Making The Right Choice!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em><span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;">* Please <strong>click song title</strong> to watch & Listen the song of the week...</span> </em></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317945345026905154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgugCueFl0HxNqMpqNbxpDN3gXoeEoGm5k23Zozi5vuyz22NYDfU_iX9WMf5DAHVJ8JHDYRHW8Cd7-_j7DVvK1aC6r6TvpI-HfJD-9yBciSCHunAgxr9IC_dErKSUTe_DPBfJmIS6xrye61/s200/78530753.jpg" border="0" />Song of the week:</strong> Mandisa – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#000000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xYvBTd58xw">My Deliverer</a></span></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “You will go out in Joy and be led forth in Peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the field will clap their hands.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Isaiah 55: 12 (NIV)</span></span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">I</span>f <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">God </span>sends us on stony paths, He will provide us with strong shoes.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Alexander Maclaren</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I wrote these little thought to myself after watching the 2007 Nollywood movie titled, <strong>‘A letter to a stranger’</strong>…<br /><br />Why did <em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Jemima</span></em> have to choose <span style="color:#ff0000;">‘<em>Fred</em>’</span>at the end of the movie? Was <span style="color:#ff0000;">‘<em>Sadiq</em>’</span> not also des<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgAFXlpqRXU_B1KFb-zNKC1IYt5y59aFX6OhRzztjkyhI-S5dPGn2CKSzrjJyv7TUROZ88Tc4Lf2as6vVSkIiVzzlA3xTZMgS5kjOaEHmNaX3NW_k_6-tdVUcHMxrbDZRXKpnxcnUrpr_g/s1600-h/78530764.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317945419205597970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgAFXlpqRXU_B1KFb-zNKC1IYt5y59aFX6OhRzztjkyhI-S5dPGn2CKSzrjJyv7TUROZ88Tc4Lf2as6vVSkIiVzzlA3xTZMgS5kjOaEHmNaX3NW_k_6-tdVUcHMxrbDZRXKpnxcnUrpr_g/s200/78530764.jpg" border="0" /></a>erving of her love to change her mind? I know this only a movie but it unquestionably does happen in reality. In fact, everyday we are faced with a similar dilemma. Honestly, we love <em><span style="color:#ff0000;">‘Fred’</span></em> but what would happen down the road or ten years from now? </span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />And if our choice is to be <span style="color:#ff0000;"><em>‘Sadiq’</em></span>, will it only be a phase that eventually fades away, quickly turning into that regret...? An infatuation...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em>Gosh! This can be so hard</em>...!!! </span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Facing the same dilemma when I remembered what I had written a long time ago. So what will you do when you have to make a decision between two things, person, or maybe a job…especially when both choices seem so attractive? Let me know your thoughts..</span></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317945506258204258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7cr1uWXzB7GuTyY7osQOiegt-qXq7sGOcC43kByBUszWQPlxPFQq9262rE3UY9Pk81wNMHLLZLZgU1JJL6abSRF-ky5J7Y5i_7VAnpWnRVFjdAoV22l10ofGySUE3hk7uP4pPFKmsIW0a/s200/78426306.jpg" border="0" /></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Meanwhile, this is the chapter (of my life) I am reading...</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">“<em>You seem to have added weight</em>…” I heard those lines, like the one hundredth time this month. My <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKdY3tRv5kf-2PEnxUevsm7NMUNAyzsDwI5aocrmvPhs0kDfOfOhnuJ8xrJRL6jQKhMCg_sJxuRABBuip44AkrkMAFadW62jHSmtzBdvbohuvufr_Du66kpsDGJRZK8Sfb-npqCzW1lQVd/s1600-h/sb10069775s-001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318728846921627586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKdY3tRv5kf-2PEnxUevsm7NMUNAyzsDwI5aocrmvPhs0kDfOfOhnuJ8xrJRL6jQKhMCg_sJxuRABBuip44AkrkMAFadW62jHSmtzBdvbohuvufr_Du66kpsDGJRZK8Sfb-npqCzW1lQVd/s200/sb10069775s-001.jpg" border="0" /></a>reaction immediately was I had to set myself up for some serious dieting. I could not even believe my eyes when I checked my weight in the scales, I had gained more than 10 Pounds/4.54Kg in the course of two Weeks (I am sure even more). </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Just 10 Pounds and already my clothes don’t fit right. There's definitely the need to do something before things began to get out of hand. So I will join other fellow bloggers who have began to walk-out and also I have to watch my eating habits. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em>My goal is to lose at least 20 Pounds/9.072Kg.</em> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">**<strong>Thinking to myself</strong>: <em>Why do we ladies always worry about our weight when a guy makes a comment about it...And to think that we've made up our minds never to let it get to us, but it still does</em>...LOL<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em>So, I guess I have another new task at hand...</em></span></span> </p><p><p></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">...</span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Images from: </span><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" ><strong>Getty Images</strong></span></a> </span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span></p>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-54909646966903461992009-03-22T20:27:00.020+01:002009-03-27T19:02:35.319+01:0030th Sunday...Love The Place You Are!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;">* Please <strong>click song title</strong> to watch & Listen the song of the week...</span> </span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><br /><div><div><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Ohenmaa Mercy – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDDmUMaTZtU&playnext=4&playnext_from=QL">Edin Jesus</a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1GvSyIrXp9HSclDw6VfFf0EvgFf1GbVLORQPqz5kcwvHj3F6sIq_BrLNhgaS6nh-TzR1Ywtnp36za_498iYiv-K2Bsi5_n0DUQkcs0CqXLLLDoCH2x6ft2AtO60IcinO_6ceyk4WFdHck/s1600-h/81908704.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316181979373485298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1GvSyIrXp9HSclDw6VfFf0EvgFf1GbVLORQPqz5kcwvHj3F6sIq_BrLNhgaS6nh-TzR1Ywtnp36za_498iYiv-K2Bsi5_n0DUQkcs0CqXLLLDoCH2x6ft2AtO60IcinO_6ceyk4WFdHck/s200/81908704.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></span></div></div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><div><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! It is amazing to thinking about. Your workmanship is Marvelous – and how well I know it.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Psalm 139: 14 (TLB)</span></span></div><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">T</span>he wise man in the storm prays to <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">God</span>, not for safety from danger, but for deliverance from fear. It is the storm within that endangers him, not the storm without.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Ralph Waldo Emerson</span><br /></span><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">...it was Saturday, when I heard my phone ring as I had my breakfast. It was a friend I hadn't spoken to for a while…We got talking about different things and one talk led to another, then she said something to me about not getting too worried about the place/situation I am right now but I should learn how to appreciate it and in due season, and at the right time I’ll definitely move to the next level. </span></div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><div><br />[<em>Need I say, this friend of mine is a Muslim but the words she spoke made my heart blossom like flowers…God is surely no respecter of man, He does how He wants to and chooses who He wants to…and knows when to send the right person to breathe life through the words they speak into your life</em>...]<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fekOPvQcOLbGbdDU0EpGIANtbiCU98DGRaWSucToVrLQ4g8eSzhyphenhyphenUWe2N0OnXwtbE2Kl-kdIwZtjPmwjF_lC3XioPhHGKLSdpES1FaAvZop23MeMHskYtdHpNE25rHjdCHaEveYic30s/s1600-h/81908740.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316181661828930610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fekOPvQcOLbGbdDU0EpGIANtbiCU98DGRaWSucToVrLQ4g8eSzhyphenhyphenUWe2N0OnXwtbE2Kl-kdIwZtjPmwjF_lC3XioPhHGKLSdpES1FaAvZop23MeMHskYtdHpNE25rHjdCHaEveYic30s/s200/81908740.jpg" border="0" /></a>>>>Sometimes we find ourselves in places that we spend our time complaining about instead of finding out ways we can get out. It is like being in a deep hole with no way of getting out…instead of complaining about being there and stay in the same spot forever, you can joyfully start looking for ways to get out. And need I say, you just may need the help from those who make your life a living hell in the hole to get out. </div><div><br />>>>Or we just may say it’s because we are not in the right environment that is why we have not yet prospered or some uncle or aunty has done some ritual using. But we forget that geographical location does not determine our success what God has put inside us. Read this quote by Thomas Edison...</div><div><br />“<em>Most of my ideas belonged to other people who didn't bother to develop them</em>.”<span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></div><div><br />Neither can human stop the destiny God has mapped out for us… </div><div><br />“<em>If God is for us, who can be against us</em>?” <span style="font-size:85%;">– Romans 8:31</span> </div><div><br />>>>And maybe you are still single (like me), and you think it was because some man or woman jilted you that is why you are not yet married. But I tell you that you should be thankful to God that you become heir to that baggage that came with that relationship. That relationship was meant to be temporary…for the better portion that God has kept aside specially for you. [<em>No one ever stays permanently in our life, all comes and goes. What would matters in the end should be, how they saw us live our life</em>.] </div><div><br />>>>Then just maybe it is your job…you hate your job, your colleagues and most of all, your boss…and even when you’ve prayed that you get another job/position, you still find yourself in the same place two or more years later. </div><div><br /><strong>What do we do?</strong> </div><div>One of the best ways to getting out of situation is realizing that there’s no condition that is permanent…surely one day this will pass. Appreciate it and learn to love it (even if there’s nothing to love about it) and just when we start getting comfortable…Guess what? God is ready to give us another task. and like the Jeffersons, it is time to move up. What can I say, but that is just God’s way of saying that you have done a great job and it is time for a promotion. </div><div><br />[<em>Remember the Parable of the Talents: <strong>Matthew 25:14-30</strong>…only those who use their talents properly got more</em>] </div><div><br />So Seek the propersity of the place/situation you find yourself, for it is only when it prospers that you prosper…learn to <strong>HOPE</strong> for the promise of tomorrow as <strong>APPECIATE</strong> the place I find myself today…</div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong>>>>I guess I am trying to write here that I need to step up my game so God can find me worthy for the next level [<em>Amen</em>]</strong></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Images from: </span><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" ><strong>Getty Images</strong></span></a> </span></div></div></span>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-81819176543326185732009-03-15T20:27:00.014+01:002009-03-27T19:02:13.147+01:0029th Sunday...I Need To Slow Down!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Third Day – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;"><strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tmd-2d2IEts">Call My Name</a></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “Have mercy on me, O <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">GOD</span>, according to your unfailing love; according to your great compassion blot out my transgressions.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Psalm 51: 1 (NIV)</span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">Attitude </span>is Everything...Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain. Each day is not promised to us, but with each day that we are given, let’s make a difference!” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Author Unknown</span><br /></span><br /><div><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Elhs710vHWaf2tbzSTdlkmbNRJmxD1-QA7Nn_-YeZ27LadmCdFH23QVQWzwIIvZdBOMdkVntHJh9o4vXYHZAvKDmIM1NM_NgIgiU2aYkcImR-CIkU2cwsLzLZ4p2yxvn3Pxl-oD7y6xS/s1600-h/200150580-007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313617408676149266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Elhs710vHWaf2tbzSTdlkmbNRJmxD1-QA7Nn_-YeZ27LadmCdFH23QVQWzwIIvZdBOMdkVntHJh9o4vXYHZAvKDmIM1NM_NgIgiU2aYkcImR-CIkU2cwsLzLZ4p2yxvn3Pxl-oD7y6xS/s200/200150580-007.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Eight month ago, My Genesis began [See my <a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-will-happen.html"><span style="color:#ff0000;">First Sunday</span> </a>Post] with Hope & Faith that I will have a bountiful harvest at the end of it all (Amen). </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">And like Esther, I wonder how God's revelation about my destiny will ever come to past. Every road that leads to the fulfilment of God‘s promised blessings seem to have one obstruction of some sort: some caused by my own making while others caused by some other reasons. </span><br /></div><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">We need to recognize those obstacle which we have brought about by our own doing and ask God to help us ‘Slow down’ before it leads to our destruction...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I am thankful to God that I can post my Sunday post again which happens to be my Twenty-nineth Sunday post, to begin the new week...also am all grins today that my journey is still not over. So this Sunday, I ask, </span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><p><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">“<em>God for what reason am I here...show me what You want to make of my life. Please don't cast me to the side...don't remember my sins which I do know is alway before You. But You, O Lord, forgive me. Have Mercy but let me know Your plans for my life</em>...”</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><u><strong>My Flaws</strong></u></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"> </span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br />Like glue, my bad habit have stuck with me...and they keep accumulating like keepsake items that I am never in need of but I just keep around...</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I definitely need to do something about them before they overtake me. I have to realize that God can only help me when I do call on His name. For it is when we are weak...that God is strong.</span><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Also on my own, I decided to add more fun to my struggles knowing that I will overcome in the end. I need to make an effort to change instead of telling myself that I will but keep going back to the dirt. I guess I am tired of repeating the same exam which is the core course to my long overdue graduation to the next level. </span></p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><u><strong>God Has A Sense of Humor</strong></u></span> </div><p></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">So this is what I decided to do (by His grace)...Get a calender which I will insert 'Smiley faces’ as each day goes by (only if I do earn them though)...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">If I succeed in doing something positive each day, then I reward myself with ‘Smiley faces’ but if I succumb to my own desire and eat dinner once more with the devil then I get a sad face. Each Month I get to calculate how far I have fought to stay steadfast to my promise to God. I just want to make it fun because who said, God does not have a wonderful sense of humor...[*<em>Wink</em>]</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;color:#ff0000;"><strong>He Does...</strong></span></p><div><br /></div><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I also need to alway remember that “<em>I am God's temple therefore I need to take care of it until the day God visits me and finds me worthy of His heavenly place</em>..."</span></p><div><br /></div><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><em>*Remember I can't do it alone without God and you, Guys who have been an encouragement to me. God bless you as I read your input.</em></span></p><div><br /></div><p><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Images from: </span><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" ><strong>Getty Images</strong></span></a> </span></p></div></div></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-39341015181372642372009-03-08T20:26:00.012+01:002009-03-27T19:01:55.885+01:0028th Sunday...A Day Too Late!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Gogo – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WTMoWVXeg8E"><strong>Almighty God</strong></a></span></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WTMoWVXeg8E"> </a><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “… seek the peace and prosperity of the city to which I have carried you into exile.<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;"> Pray to the LORD </span>for it, because if it prospers, you too will prosper.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Jeremiah 29: 7 (NIV)</span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong></strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">T</span>here is not one blade of grass, there is no color in this world that is not intended to make us rejoice.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">John Calvin</span><br /><br /></span><div><div><div><br /><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIFLv8eqnxX4jab_VzvXRPV-tGXBOQqxxGLtSG3mDShwlUDPs6FvWiIEiraJtUv1IZfQdUQb-ccLTWkendvDWUn4ElkOB415JetOQem3eCzZ9Uxx5rEqS3zsOGF2tmLwqCLllnfTS1i22T/s1600-h/73071110.jpg"></a>Definitely, am a day too late but I guess better late than never. So this is my Twenty-eighth Sunday post and still reading the Book of Esther. There’s so much to learn from the book of Esther. About the way, she carries herself with grace...knowing what she wants but never taking a step faster than God. I am still learning to just trust God with everything and I may probably have start from the very beginning again. Am I afraid of starting from the beginning? Of course, I am...even the thought of it does scare me but I believe that the Lord is surely my strength. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">“<em>Lord, show me my blind spot</em>…”<br /><br /><br /><br /><u><strong>My Shortcomings</strong></u><br />Honestly, at this point of my journey I have to say, am like the woman in this image…am so exhausted. I keep fighting but I never get to that point where I get Victory…am running but yet I <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga1sEWsZOXKz8KCgJp7XxdxdJRWv3Hy-Y3DN_bZZP7AneYKLDjGJx8MkwnQ8qiwfXK5FgjPxT12ukxTyUPh3sseJssmcoRYzR4xhbFMlFCCte8zmC3Bi2eCGvG0qohR16sqNYOop4P6mBK/s1600-h/82370475.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311196232090640498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga1sEWsZOXKz8KCgJp7XxdxdJRWv3Hy-Y3DN_bZZP7AneYKLDjGJx8MkwnQ8qiwfXK5FgjPxT12ukxTyUPh3sseJssmcoRYzR4xhbFMlFCCte8zmC3Bi2eCGvG0qohR16sqNYOop4P6mBK/s200/82370475.jpg" border="0" /></a>still have not found the finishing point. Sometime I get this feeling that I have not done enough...I strive to be better each week but it is like I find myself right at the very place I started. I guess am too hard on me...but Gosh! I need strength...<br /><br />Well, what can I do, the fight continues and I just have to rise once again and keep fighting…“but I need to tell you, God, please don’t leave me alone”...Give me strength once again.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Images from: </span><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:85%;" ><strong>Getty Images</strong></span></a> </span></p></div></div></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-30315025612957606732009-03-01T20:26:00.003+01:002009-03-27T19:01:35.166+01:0027th Sunday...Dancing to the Life around Me!!!<span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Jazzi Tee – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3IhOO6KMcw&feature=PlayList&p=3D0C7E762FF82EEF&index=6">Gbaajoo</a></span><br /><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">W</span>hen I walk into the thick of trouble, keep me alive in the angry turmoil. With one hand strike my foes, with your other hand save me. Finish what you started in me,<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;"><strong>God</strong>. </span>Your love is eternal—don't quit on me now.”</span> – <strong><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;">Psalm 138:7 - 8 (The Message)</span><br /></span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be.<br />Now put foundations under them.” – <span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Henry David Thoreau</strong></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAxePInFZtoHXi6u9-KjtvOsogVFpOMFeVUjkdS89fgnm2T_kjCRjBmuzqerfJbzH8I5CQZ3qYvDeXq_4M2X1zTnwyomJ5493_k1Haz0rSjdIg17C65P9cFMzSPuehVkbQRk5YwxsS5mEL/s1600-h/love.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">On this my 27th Sunday Post...</span><span style="font-family:Webdings;color:#ff0000;">Y</span></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"> </span><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht8galHycpO-tqKwOi7ug84HMkF_df2UmViwWKtlFINeWl2UXolnTxa_-Prgk3n3EDrmWkXMAcw_zJHZu2kbs0V81LjTFazhySGZUueLvdg2depfFE6RpuyQ0J3LH97-MCIIuLk606xItQ/s1600-h/84074696.jpg"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308329867320374674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht8galHycpO-tqKwOi7ug84HMkF_df2UmViwWKtlFINeWl2UXolnTxa_-Prgk3n3EDrmWkXMAcw_zJHZu2kbs0V81LjTFazhySGZUueLvdg2depfFE6RpuyQ0J3LH97-MCIIuLk606xItQ/s200/84074696.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">...and for this new month, I will begin studying the <strong>Book of Esther,</strong> which I believe has been put in my spirit by God to read for <em>sometime now</em>...but I have sturbbornly ignored that call. But I have to say that I am now becoming a bit curious as to why this revelation/passage has been so strong within me. I guess it is time for God to reveal His plans for me...</span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:130%;"><strong><u>Prayer</u>:</strong></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:130%;">...May God use this Book of Esther to change my life in a positive way...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">On the side, I will continue my </span><span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">Dance to the life around me.</span> <span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Have a wonderful week!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Picture source:</strong> </span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.gettyimage.com"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Getty</span><span style="color:#ff0000;"> Image</span></a>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396267629511144511.post-2250820285485166052009-02-22T18:30:00.004+01:002009-03-27T19:01:20.100+01:0026th Sunday...How Quickly I Forget!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaEAYHxYFaqCfkgzd8ZGkKlAt8mCLE10v_2epgUQHesC5IIcrRo4GuFuxZlpolzt3TvcPvuxP1m39YczFf2idTE_6dYPsGnoDuPrh1jeiaEcou3WKXTnOCCzB5RVIYn32CZ2Nxbt11GMRL/s1600-h/CA14811.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305642702836585986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaEAYHxYFaqCfkgzd8ZGkKlAt8mCLE10v_2epgUQHesC5IIcrRo4GuFuxZlpolzt3TvcPvuxP1m39YczFf2idTE_6dYPsGnoDuPrh1jeiaEcou3WKXTnOCCzB5RVIYn32CZ2Nxbt11GMRL/s200/CA14811.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Song of the week:</strong> Pheel – <span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">God Dey</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><br /><strong>Encouragement Verse:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;"><strong>I</strong></span> make known the end from the beginning, from ancient times, what is still to come. I say: <strong>My purpose will stand, and I will do all that I please</strong>.” – <span style="font-size:85%;">Isaiah 46: 10(NIV)</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><strong>Quote of the week:</strong> “<span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">T</span>he reason man may become the master of his own destiny is because he has the power to influence his own subconscious mind.” --- <span style="font-size:85%;">Napoleon Hill</span><br /><br /></span><div><div><div><div><div><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">On my</span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;">Twenty-sixth (26) Sunday</span>, I remind myself why I began this journey...[Sunday Sunday Blogging...when I could have been doing something else with my time]...</span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">So easily have I forgotten the reasons...the drive I had when it all began last August...so quickly I have gotten distracted...forgetting that I am still expecting my <a href="http://ifunnaya.blogspot.com/2008/12/16th-sundayam-expecting-triplets.html"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Triplets</strong></span></a>.</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I have forgotten that God has given me the power with my words to influence my destiny. It hit me this week when we (My Friend & I) were having our usual “<strong>Power Wednesday</strong>” and I said something that my friend quickly began to reprimand me. She added, “<em>I know that it is not you speaking now...you need to use your lip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5sOoU7Jj1QazJwKVIq5lfN9RWhpzJbL7BY0crQ9lq_dhyphenhyphenmOcxIwLEcKNz44RHDT699TXzTAUkS_yP_cYmhvdYsizHQV8eI7GUGt09VXxUH_9mgyvfnclSOlAWEegReT0XCiUHTIIjcXqM/s1600-h/75627303.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305625587602571458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5sOoU7Jj1QazJwKVIq5lfN9RWhpzJbL7BY0crQ9lq_dhyphenhyphenmOcxIwLEcKNz44RHDT699TXzTAUkS_yP_cYmhvdYsizHQV8eI7GUGt09VXxUH_9mgyvfnclSOlAWEegReT0XCiUHTIIjcXqM/s200/75627303.jpg" border="0" /></a>s and confess greatness into your life...it sounds obscure right now but with time God will reveal His plans</em>...” </span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">Her words bring to mind the <strong>Jeremiah 29: 11</strong> Bible verse:...“<em>I know the plans I have for you...plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future</em>.”</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I Dare to Believe even when everthing seems so vague at this point but I ain’t giving up at least not until I know how this story ends...I love the way ‘The Message’ bible unravels the same Bible verse of the week;<br /><br />“<em>Think about this. Wrap your minds around it...Remember your history, your long and rich history. I am God, the only God you've had or ever will have — incomparable, irreplaceable — From the very beginning telling you what the ending will be, All along letting you in on what is going to happen, Assuring you, 'I'm in this for the long haul, I'll do exactly what I set out to do...the man I chose to help me. I've said it, and I'll most certainly do it. I've planned it, so it's as good as done</em>.” – </span><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Isaiah 46: 8 - 11<br /></span></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">On Friday, I went shopping but then I thought to myself, “<em>Why am I trying to get something to wear when I don’t have anywhere to wear it to</em>?”…but a reply came in chorus saying, “<em>You may not have anywhere to wear it to but you can wear it when you come to see me on Sunday at Church</em>…”</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;">I say once more, “<em>God I Dare to Believe...it may seem impossible right now for me to believe but like Sarah (in the bible) I Dare to believe...I want to get dressed and ready for that miracle as hard as it might seem that it will happen but I will go out there trusting in You, Lord. I want to be one of those this year who have something great to write and speak about at the end of this year...and I want to be that channel that will bring people to Believe again...Believing that You, <strong>GOD</strong>, can do the unfeasibility</em>...Thank you, Jesus...”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Listen to the <strong>Song of the week</strong>: <em>Pheel </em></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><em><strong>‘God dey’</strong></em></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iV5dEeNMdq8&hl=" fs="1&color1=" color2="0xe87a9f&border=" width="150" height="150" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed><br /><br /></span><br /></p><p><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:78%;">Images from: </span><a href="http://www.gettyimages.com/"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:85%;" ><strong>Getty Images</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"> </span></p></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Century Gothic;"></span></div>Kémi Penélopêhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18019093488150602152noreply@blogger.com