All posts tagged: Struggle

Life: Don’t Pity Me Because I’m Single – RELOADED

How I Ended It… “I’m genuinely enjoying where God has me right now and know that I’m not upset or frustrated, I’m just concerned that my singleness is a concern for some – but be assured that God has me! He knows what’s good for me.” 1st Corinthians 7 verse 25 – 38 The Message Version “The Master did not give explicit direction regarding virgins [the unmarried], but as one much experienced in the mercy of the Master and loyal to him all the way, you can trust my counsel. Because of the current pressures on us from all sides, I think it would probably be best to stay just as you are. Are you married? Stay married. Are you unmarried? Don’t get married. But there’s certainly no sin in getting married, whether you’re a virgin or not. All I am saying is that when you marry, you take on additional stress in an already stressful time, and I want to spare you if possible. I do want to point out, friends, that time is of …

Life: In Conclusion

In conclusion I am choosing to walk hand-in-hand with God and His purpose for my life. I am choosing, with His help, that in the coming year and years to come, I will start each day with my conclusion – my introduction and middle will eventually write themselves. “In conclusion…” That’s how most of my secondary school/GSCE essays ended. It was the beginning of the end, the part where I placed emphasis on the ‘argument’ I said I’ll prove in the introduction. The conclusion was also something we were usually told to write or brainstorm first – “think about how you’d like to end your essay, that tends to help with how you start your essay.” Most times, life is an essay and at this time of year a number of us are ‘proof reading’ our lives to ensure that all our A-grade points have been made and to be honest, it’s overwhelming. 365 days can often feel like the 2-hour GCSE Anthropology English exam in a dead-silent-smelly sports hall, on the hard plastic chairs, while …

Life: Don’t Pity Me Because I’m Single

I’ve been meaning to write something on this topic for a very long time, but every time I started to write this post it never seemed authentic. Writing about it felt forced but then this happened… Half-term at my house and some how my relationship status was the topic for discussion… and my 12 year old cousin procedes to ask “Sister Layide*, do you have a secret boyfriend?” With a half-perplexed-half-annoyed look on my face, and with my eyes darting at her through my lenses, I shot back and said: “NO! Why would I have a secret boyfriend? If he was a secret I wouldn’t tell you and if I was with someone I wouldn’t keep it to myself! I would tell you! I would tell everyone!” I thought my answer would suffice and encourage her to ponder no more about my lack of a secret boyfriend, well it did, not before she used her right index finger to tap her watchless left wrist to indicate to me that my time was running out. SHE IS 12! (I …