It’s the last Thursday of May and there’s no better time to give thanks to God for all that He has done, all that He is doing, and all that He will do in the future. Specifically? File this one under “a little bit vain” but I thank God that I still had plenty of hair left on my head after I finished removing my ten-week-old braids! I won’t leave them on for that long again—I don’t want to play with fire. A sermon of Bishop TD Jakes’s spoke to me this past weekend: I was listening to part of it while cleaning the bathroom and from the way I was responding out loud you’d think that I was in church. I thank God for inspired words that come at the perfect time. I thank God for the convicting power of words. And I thank God in advance for the … Continue reading
Living alone is great; in fact, there are things that I’ll miss when I get married and have children; “oodles of ‘me time'” tops that list. However, there’s a season for everything and I’ve spent enough time in this season. But this isn’t what I want to talk about today. Oh no, today I want to tell you about the bad habits I’ve allowed to flourish in my life because I could! There’s no one to hold me accountable but me, and I was on vacation for a while, apparently! Continue reading
It’s here: the last Thursday of April! Another month is nearly behind us, just like that. I hope you had a great month; one that was filled with plenty of things that caused you to say “Thank you, God!”. If you’re a GNG Insider, in a few days I’ll be sharing what I’ve been learning about this whole “looking for love” business. Sign up to receive my monthly messages and you’ll be all set!
Here’s what I’m thankful for this month. Continue reading
Ten months have passed since my last blog post about hair, following my decision to “go natural”. If you’re expecting an inspiring update I may disappoint: Exhibit A shows how I’m wearing my hair these days (maintaining natural hair is no joke!).
My hair is hidden away so that I’m not tempted to return to my relaxed hair ways. Continue reading
As I wrote this month’s thankful post, I had Agatha Moses as my soundtrack (go to 18:07 for the above chorus). I think every Nigerian knows the medley that the above excerpt is from—if you don’t, please hand in your Nigerian passport now.
I have so much to be thankful for this month; God is GOOD.
- First off, I’m thankful for my dad’s time investment and belief in me. He always puts aside whatever he’s working on without a question to listen to what I have to say. It’s always been like that so it can be easy to take it for granted, but when I heard someone say that her father always looks at her like he wishes she would disappear, and worse, that she’s Continue reading
I’ve said before that there’s no hospitality like Nigerian hospitality, and it’s true. My mom enjoys entertaining and my parents will happily welcome strangers into their home without advance notice and without caring about the state of their house—after all, the person isn’t a home inspector (besides, any critical comments would be eliminated by a taste of my mom’s excellent cooking!). I generally don’t share my parents’ enthusiasm for entertaining (especially if the guest is expecting Nigerian cooking!) and I dislike being surprised by last-minute guests because I like having time to prepare…and by “prepare”, I mean clean up. I don’t mind living in messy quarters but I don’t want to subject someone else to it. My dad has always challenged me on this: if I claim to be comfortable with my environment, why do I clean up when someone’s coming over? Why can’t I roll with it without feeling the need to apologize for the mess? Why do I worry about being judged? Why can I clean for someone else but I choose not to keep things neat for myself?
My dad is always asking those questions you Continue reading