Counting My Blessings

Hello friends, I have to keep apologizing for not blogging as often as I want to, I think about it all the time but life always gets in the way.  Recently, I heard a sermon about faithfulness and I felt like I was being scolded because I haven’t been faithful to my vision and dreams for this cause.

Today I want to stop and give God praise and thanksgiving for all he has done for me in my life. I recently turned Forty and like most people who hit a milestone, there was a tendency to reflect on where I was in my life against where I wanted to be in life.  I did reflect on my life and all I could see was God’s goodness, mercies and kindness.

It would have been easy to slip into a semi depressed state by looking at the achievement of loads of other Forty year olds who have achieved so much more than I have in such a short time but I was reminded of the friends I have lost along the way who did not have the opportunity to celebrate their Fortieth birthdays. It was an opportunity to take my eyes off all the things I didn’t have at forty and celebrate God’s faithfulness in my life with a joyful noise.

I give God thanks for allowing me to see my fortieth year. You I see,  I know if I praise him now for keeping me till this young age of forty, he will not only keep me up till my eightieth and beyond, he will also do that which no eyes have seen and no ears have heard in my life before then.

I thank God for saving my life both on the cross and while I have been here on earth. For the things he has done and the battles he has won on my behalf. I know that he has won many battled over my life when I had no idea that there was even a contention. There have also been times when the contention had been open and I saw God’s hand clearly reach down and snatch me from certain doom.

When I was 12 years old I fell into a well somewhere within the premises f a summer school I was attending at that time. The well was low (the same level with the ground) and we had been warned not to go that way. But still I wandered in that direction and I had tripped and fallen into the well. I recollect as I sank deeper and deeper into the water that I thought to myself this is it, this is the way I am going to die at 12 years old. But something happened afterwards that I cannot explain to this day, I sudden felt myself rising and the next thing I knew I was on the ground beside the well. All I can say is that God sent his angels to bring me out of that well that day. Awesome!

Moving on a few years, I was travelling back home from school at the end of the first semester of my first year in University, when the bus I was traveling in lost one of its tires and to the Glory of God no one was hurt despite the fact that the car somersaulted three times and all this whole fuel was pouring out of thee tank of the car. I bless God for safety all these years.

A few years later I had my first son and God delivered from Post Natal death, after his birth I lost so much blood that it was a miracle I survived. I bless God!

I have to thank God that after my husband death, I didn’t lose my mind and especially my faith in God. Rather the experience has sharpened my mental capabilities and also strengthened my faith in a God that is the author and finisher of my faith who loves me with a perfect love. Despite all that has happened I am still standing, still expectant that I will fulfill destiny and become everything God has purposed for me to become.

Shortly after I moved to Abuja four years ago I was involved in an accident in my colleague’s car, the car was totaled and I came out with just a small crack of the pelvic bone despite the fact that the other car collided with us on my side. God is faithful to his word that he will give his angels charge over us to keep us in all our ways. He is indeed a merciful God.

God has been good to me, I am alive, he has provided for me and little ones time and time again, I have a god job, Joy unspeakable, kids who are being taught of the lord and are growing in wisdom and in stature, loving parents, the best siblings ever and the greatest friends anyone could ever wish for. I have lived in a city where everyone says is tough to live in for the past four years and God has kept me, rather than downsize due to the economy I have expanded. I could go on and on! But I think the most important thing is that God has never failed to send me his word in season just when I need to hear it, his word is active and I am a testimony that it can change you and build you up. I am definitely not the person I used to be, I may have gone through a lot but he has sent his word to guide me very step of the way. Praise God!

It is the most liberating feeling to stop and count your blessings that is one of the weapons we can use against the devil when he tries to plant seeds of depressing into our minds. It is difficult for a truly grateful person to be depressed.

I have to end this write up with the lyrics in one of Kirk Franklin’s songs- “When I think of his goodness and all he’s done for me, I can dance, dance, dance, dance all day!”

I don’t know about you but I have never seen a depressed or sad person dancing. Halleluiah!!

Warm hugs,

Kate