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Testimony Series: My Husband Part II

Ps 103:2 ​”Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.”

Continued from Part I.

August 11, 2018

The first thing that struck me about the tall dark gentleman who I had never met  was that he kept losing in a particular game. The game was a competition that required us to run and grab some limited things such as seats. Those without a seat, for example, would be eliminated from the game. This tall gentleman seemed to be eliminated each time. He later explained to me that his height made it awkward for him to run around with the rest of us shorties.

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Enjoying myself with friends – had no idea my husband was in our midst

We hardly interacted during the picnic, but in the evening, everyone had a chance to share their testimony and their journey in life. Eddy shared something to do with being in a wrong relationship based on a prophetic word. When he said that, my ears piqued because I was at that time trying to discern what appeared like a prophetic relationship in my life. A prophetic relationship is where you base a relationship on “God has told me.” I will be writing a post about that in the future.

Late in the evening as we were all walking to the parking lot, I caught up with him and decided to ask him a few questions about how God speaks, based on his prophetic relationship experience. It was a short conversation but I remember him pointing me to scriptures to show me the way.

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Testimony Series: My Husband Part I

Ps 103:2 ​”Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.”

All my life you have been faithful…

And all my life you have been so, so good…

With every breath that I am able, oh I will sing of the goodness of God.

July 13, 2019 around 7am

The song was playing in the background as we had breakfast. My sister could not have chosen a better song for the occasion. It suddenly hit me that indeed, all my life,

No ordinary day

July 13: No ordinary day!

up until that day, the Lord had been faithful and good to me. You see, it may have been an ordinary Saturday to many people, but to me, it was no ordinary day. It  was my wedding day!

The wedding morning scenario had played out four times in our house when I was a bridesmaid at my sisters’ weddings. Wake up early, eat a hearty breakfast that always included meat and then get ready. Around 9am or 10am the cars would be honking outside the gate. The women would dance, the beautiful bride would come out, we would pray and then proceed to church. I would enjoy the wedding day and then I would go home – alone and single. I had also been a bridesmaid in more weddings than I cared to count. At 39 (I had celebrated my birthday the weekend before), almost all my peers and close girlfriends were married. I had rejoiced from my heart at their weddings. I had danced and made merry and then gone back home alone, to my quiet, single life. I didn’t know if or when it would ever be my turn to be the bride.

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Testimony Series: Healing Testimony

 Ps 103:2 ​”Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.”

The therapist asked me to close my eyes and march on the spot while facing the same direction. I followed her instructions. When I opened my eyes, I was facing my right side and had moved about two meters across the room. She asked me if I was aware that I had not only changed directions but also moved from my original position. I told her I wasn’t aware of this. She explained to me that there was a disconnect between my hearing and my brain coordination. This is why I could not match on the spot without moving, she said.

In a span of less than six months, my visits to the ENT doctors had become frequent. This was one of the tests they were running to determine the problem with my ears. The therapist then handed me a detailed computer generated document that had diagrams and other graphs, told me there was no cure for my condition, except therapy. She recommended I quit coffee and also frequent the auditory clinic for therapy.

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Testimony Series: Car Miracle Part II

Psalm 103:2 ​”Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.”

Click Here to Read Part I

The following day (Monday) when I got home from school, there was a message on our answering machine. The caller identified himself, said he got my number from our pastor, and he might be able to help me. He asked me to call him back. I will call this man Mr. G.

I dialed Mr. G’s number and introduced myself.

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Testimony Series: Car Miracle

Ps 103:2 ​Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.

About this series…

There is so much God has done in my life and I decided to put it in writing to remind myself of His past faithfulness and to encourage someone else. The testimonies are not in chronological order.

Car Miracle

The year was December 2002. I was a sophomore at University of Wisconsin,Green Bay. It had been slightly over a year since I left my home country, Kenya, and went for studies in the United States. Nobody adequately prepares you for the culture shock or the adjustments you must make in your thinking, your talking, etc. For example, unlike Kenya where many people consider a car a luxury and where we have an efficient public transport system, a car in the town where I lived was a necessity not a luxury. Yes I had my siblings and we were always there for each other, but like anyone who has lived in the United States will tell you, you have such diverse schedules even if you live in the same house. Sometimes, we did not see each other until the weekend.

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To the One who is Still Single this Christmas

So the prophetic word did not come to pass – it is seven days to the end of the year, and you are not married. You are full of questions; maybe a little bitter towards the Lord. I know, because I was there, year after year.

For almost eight years, each year was “the year”. However, each Christmas found me at my parents’ house, and without a significant other. Each year, I hoped that I would meet the right person. Every New Year’s eve, I faithfully attended a kesha, and prayed for God to give me a spouse. As the years went by, the more I got frustrated and sad. Although I always had family and friends, there is something about the end of the year that makes us wonder- what happened? Why didn’t God come through? Read the rest of this entry

Spirit Led Relationships

Its been a while since I posted… lately, I am reflecting on what it means to be Spirit led, especially in the area of relationships. This article nails it for me.

https://kindredgrace.com/spirit-led-relationships/

“He has: through the grace that abolished and fulfilled all the laws in Jesus Christ and by leaving His Holy Spirit to guide and direct us now. What if we approached dating/courting through and by the leading of the Holy Spirit? I’m not saying throw out all the principles and guidelines – most of them are godly and necessary – I’m simply suggesting inviting the Holy Spirit into the mix. He’s the only formula we need!”

 

Favoritism

Scenario 1: He is well dressed, respectable, even good looking. And he offers advice about my car. You should take it for buffing. I can organize for that. I am flattered. I am willing to have him take my car for buffing or whatever. In fact, I  request for more advice on driving matters. But not because I need it. Read the rest of this entry

Just a Little Cat Story

If you are not a cat lover, just indulge me any way. You might learn a thing or two 🙂

Thursday: It was a strange sound – like a bird- a strange bird with a weird and loud cry. I heard it aa soon as I pulled up at our office parking.  I get out of my car and go to investigate. The cry is coming from somewhere near the car next to mine. I squat and look under the hood. There is the most pitiful kitten I have seen in a long time. She looks scared but not hurt.  My cat lover instincts immediately kick in. I go to the office and came back with some milk. She will not feed. So I put her under my car, hoping her mother will come for her. Around 3pm, there are thunderstorms. It is going to rain. I go to the parking lot. There she is, sound asleep under my car. I pick her up and feed her some  milk. Then I put her inside my car. Read the rest of this entry

Stop Waiting to be Happy

Thank you http://www.barrentobeautiful.com for this

http://barrentobeautiful.com/2014/04/22/stop-waiting-to-be-happy/