BEAUTIFUL IN ALL SEASONS

Everyone is on the same treacherous journey of life’s tainted glory.  Our experience are different yet the same. We are in control, we have a plan, we are disappointed, we get hurt, we are loved we feel at home, we are rejected, we feel betrayed. With life and its entanglements we find ourselves moving on without being one with the journey. We move with our mind onto tomorrow. We can’t wait to get there. It’s almost as if today is non existent on our itinerary. Today becomes yesterday and we reminisce over it only on the parts that made our hearts leap. We got what we wanted or deserved, or a great surprise. We felt life is fair because it dealt with us justly, or rather it favoured us. We move past yesterday avoiding a thought about its events; when we got disappointed, when life dealt with us unfairly, when hurtful things has happened. I am learning that the pressure on my chest about yesterday, that makes me avoid thoughts or chats that have passed mask a shameful moment. I am a...

  A difficult time is when you find yourself in the middle of nowhere. Lost , instantly when you were certain you are following the right roadmap and certain about getting ahead. I mean , there’s no way you can get lost when you have direction and a plan. Also, you prayed before embarking on a journey, you keep on praying on the way. You are okay so far, got used to the way even though your body feels weird. You feel different and the journey is certainly getting difficult.  You keep on with a slowed pace. I have been living with rheumatoid arthritis from when I was 13. It robbed me of my teenage years. I remember how I battled in class to pay attention to what the teacher was saying because my sore body demanded my full attention. Nonetheless, I forced myself. Affirming myself simultaneously dealing with death thoughts, a rather complicated experience. I made it because I was determined to leave high school with a matric certificate. I remember sitting outside during break, w...

It’s a Tuesday morning the 4th of June I am simultaneously tying my tekkies and starting a prayer. I am reminding myself I am not going to my hospital visit alone, God is going with me. Before this reminder, I felt a wind of worry touch me, hence a reminder 🔔that I haven’t been showing up at life and to the usual doctors appointments by myself. I have been supported, and today the Lord is supporting me, again. Strange! Because I usually am a big girl and barely overthink these visits, I rather take them as a break from work. I arrive at the hospital. I go for an X-ray for my right hip as instructed by the rheumatologist on my previous visit. I get the results, I head to the rheumatologist clinic/ section at the same hospital. I am called in to see the doctor. I am examined and I answer the questions. The doctor takes the X-ray sheets and heads out for a while. He returns and explains to me while showing me, that my left hip is perfect and my right hip joint is pretty much non existent...

 

Hey there it’s me again (Lol). I am writing this as I go letting honesty drive the piece with hopes it parks it home for me to come back and take it all in, some day when I need to be reminded who I am and what truly speaks and fulfils me when there’s no room for fear or thoughts of failure. I recently posted on threads 🧵  This post, this thought came when I was in my zone thinking about what I have always loved, growing to love and how this moment is as a result of a spark in my heart that I kept on giving my time which has paved way for the current moment. I have been working for 5 years now (2024) and I have been blessed to do what speaks to my core, that is giving my resources for the betterment of the next person. I give my expertise, my skills, my time and experience to evoke a love for learning laying a foundation for tomorrow’s managers and leaders. In simple words I teach. Over the years I have experienced the beauty of serving and the difficulty of doing it were the ones...

      A list of my answered prayers I am on my way home from work with a friend in his car, we are talking about how tired we are. He attended a funeral on Sunday and it dawned on him “this is where it ends”, he shares this with me. I add by saying “ we are born, we start school, we grow we start work and eventually we died. He proceeds by saying one day you will be laying and we will be saying “here lies a body of the beloved Melone.” As I was almost getting off he says life is war.   *** This lead to a conception of a thought in my head, that we are here to work, and work, and prove that we are worth the kingdom of God. My heart sank and it was gloomy. This thought broke my heart. I got in the house took a shower and made food.  While I was eating my soul sang ‘Saviour- by Tye Tribbett) I was then drawn to prayer.  I remembered to search for affirmations in form of verses that will bring my heart home. To remind me now that it matters to be grateful ...

It is the night of the 11th of February i get into bed i set my alarm for 4am. An hour earlier than usual because i intend to clean my house before i go to work so that when i return i am only faced with laundry for a chore. I lay down and sleep, i wake up the Lord is still sustaining me. However, i feel close to crippled. My body screams 'today is so impossible!'  I get up regardless and decide to eat a bit so i can stomach the medication and give my body 30 more minutes of rest.  I usually refuse to take meds as prescribed; two to three times a day instead i take them once in the evening to avoid complete dependency on the medication. This morning is different and calls for desperate measures. It is 4;30 am i decide to make my bed and activate my plan. I do so as i give thanks to God and express my hurt at the same time. I obviously question when is the end ever coming. I give thanks again for all i have and am able to do. like hope, like resilience, like peace while i ackno...