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adeteju is the 2nd of 3 Children. She is passionate about God ... Adeteju loves to read and also writes, she is of the view that a reader is a leader. She is a wife and a mother.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Her testimony really calls for THANKSGIVING...


Irrespective of where you are based, I am wishing everyone on blogsville a Happy thanksgiving as America marks another thanksgiving.....I am thankful for quite a number of things but above them all, am thankful for my one and only kid sis whom, exactly a year ago, the Lord in His infinite mercies saved from the cold hands of death and also ensured that she witnessed her convocation day......Her story is one that calls for real thanksgiving and I am indeed thankful, little wonder that since last year she has christened herself "TESTIMONY".

Read her testimony in her own exact words....

My "no dulling moment" kid sister

"I want to testify to the goodness of God over my life.
Exactly a year ago… I travelled to Oyo state for my convocation. I had to travel a week before the program because I was yet to do clearance. I got to Oyo and dropped my bag at my cousin’s place and headed for school. I got to school very early that day and I was unable to do anything as regards my clearance till 4pm. I decided to go home and
rest. I mounted a bike...myself and the bike man were arguing over the payment

“I said 30naira ni o…… d guy said 40naira ni ooo”  

……….little did I know that was the last thing we both were going to say to ourselves.

We had not moved for 3minutes when the bus before us stopped and the bike guy tried to overtake the bus only for us to be crushed by a trailer!!!!

That was it……I remember being under the trailer and the next minute I found myself across the road walking towards a shop. I looked back and saw people screaming and shouting……….. The trailer dint stop on time but I was not under the trailer but I was surprised the bike man was!!!

I stopped at a phone shop and told the girl there that I wanted to seat down…..she was shocked because my trouser n shoes were in pieces…….. I sat down and then told her that “ I had an accident just now” she got up and started shouting “ call ya papa and mama, wia u dey go? U be student? Wia ur house? Wia ur phone?” that was when I remembered that my phone, my bag and my documents were all under the trailer!!! I told the lady "my phone dey dia!" She called her brother to go and get my stuffs from the scene. Luckily for me, the guy came back with my phone and my bag along with all the pieces of my credentials!

I was surprised, I asked the guy about the bike man…..then he said “he don die”
Then, I got up and started crying…. Died!!! People gathered around me…… I picked my stuff and headed home.
That night I could not sleep… I kept thinking about the guy… I kept thinking why God saved me? Then I remembered we had been praying in church that   
My kid sis on her convocation day, few days after the accident.
“None will embark on a Journey of no Return”.

It’s been a year now… I bless God for keeping me; I bless him for today none of my friends and families have had the course to observe a minute silence for me. The devil tried so that I will not witness this day but he came too late. SHAME TO THE DEVIL!!!"

My sis and I some few years back...

It has been a year now and since that incident my sister's name on her fb page has changed to "adejoke TESTIMONY atanda"...

I am thankful to  God for making me to be thankful over her;
I am thankful today that we are not standing up and observing a minute silence for her;
I am thankful to God that my parents are not mourning over any three of us;
I am thankful to God for such a testimony; and
I am thankful today, to God for being true to His words and putting life in our confession, INDEED, WE SHALL NEVER EMBARK ON A JOURNEY OF NO RETURN!!!

Folks, I pray that thanksgivings and testimonies shall not cease from our lives and that songs of thanksgivings shall continually be sung by us all.


With Love and Prayers,

Wednesday, November 2, 2011


love of my life....

There is this saying that “one do not toss one’s prized possessions or expensive jewelry around carelessly”, it is on this note that I have to chosen to celebrate my God given man on such a special day as this…..Yeah, I am screaming because it was my hubby’s day yesterday- 01-11-11 and I have chosen to celebrate him.
Adebola mi, I brag on God on your behalf for all He has done for you. I bless this day, some thirty “something” years ago, when you were birthed into the planet earth. I bless God that our paths crossed in life, I’m happy I said “I DO” to you, to the glory of God I have not had cause to regret my saying so. Your presence in my life has made me a better person, because you have taught me so many things. I cannot imagine my life without you and I forbid death for you and even for myself, our seeds, all our friends, family and loved ones.

Oh, the extent you have gone for me all in the name of love is unquantifiable. Words fail me at this time but memory do not..... I recall how you would travel all the way from Lagos to Ile-Ife, Obafemi Awolowo University just because of me; how you threw a birthday party for me at the New Buka in my 400Level; how you travelled all the way by road to the Nigerian Law School, Bwari Campus, Abuja just to encourage me as per my Bar Final Exams; how you encouraged me and financially assisted me to resit for my professional exams; how you kept confessing that I am the "mother of your children" even with no child on the way then, how you stood by me when I had a miscarriage and battled with depression, how you prayed for me when I was about to enter into the labour room; how you threw a surprise birthday party for me on my 30th birthday and got me lots of gifts and particularly presented me with a Blackberry Bold  97980; how you are always quick to say "I AM SORRY" whenever we quarrel and I am at fault; how you keep encouraging me to be the best that I can be ; how you have showered me with lots of attention, care and love since the day we began this journey of love.....

Hubby and I when we began the journey...

Honey, the truth is I could go on and on counting how blessed I am to be in this journey of life with you by my side. Ours is a love that will know no end, ours is a love worthy of emulation and I believe that it will definitely get better...

I celebrate you on this special days and even always! I pray this day that you will arise and maximise God's call upon your life. I pray that the singer in you will find more expression, I pray that the teacher in you will find a platform to express himself the more, I pray that you will fulfill purpose in life, I pray that you wont miss it in life. I pray that today will be the beginning if the best days of the rest of your life.

I promise to love you more with each passing day and to stand by you through thick and thin...

With love, prayers and fond memories,

Friday, October 21, 2011

Yet another memorable day....

Today is the 21st day of October 2011
 Exactly 18 months ago at about 11.30.a.m, my life and status changed. I became a life giver: a mother and I began another unending journey-the journey into motherhood….
Today, my little princess is 18 months old and I am thankful to God for having brought us thus far. He saw us through the sleepless nights, the challenging moments, the ups and the downs. It has simply been God all the way and I brag on Him for his Faithfulness. I have seen my little princess sit unaided, crawl and finally walk. Oh the smiles that shows up on my face when she mutters M-O-M or she goes DHA-DDIE…
Today, I remember the delivery day: How God simply took me to the delivery room and NOT the labour room. Her presence in my life has taught me how to be childlike in my relationship with God and even with people around me. Little wonder, Jesus says “Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for the Kingdom of God belongs to such as these………-(Matthew 19 v.14)”.
At times, my little princess is all tears probably for not wanting to take her bath, sit on her potty or just wanting to have her way and the next minute she is all smiles and laughter. Her childlikeness has taught me that life is all about ups and downs and how I must learn never to remain in my down moment.
Dear God, I thank you for the help in ages past, I hold on to you as my hope for the many more years to come and the prince on the way.
Folks, rejoice with me as I continue this interesting and unending journey!

Thursday, October 13, 2011


I was doing a clean up of my bedroom when I stumbled on this article. I can't remember where exactly I got the article, all I remember was that I got this article when I was a newly wed and it was sooo informing that I printed it out so that I can always read, infact I actually highlighted some statements in it that hit me.

 I am still a newly wed so to speak and this article is still indeed useful. I thought of what to do with it and I decided to be a blessing to the married.... The title is SEX ACCORDING TO PASTOR KHATHIDE from Uganda...you can google PASTOR KHATIDE to know more about him and his ministry...


"A lot of people dont associate sex with God- they associate it with satan and darkness, as if sex weren't holy.
The bible is explicit when it comes to sex. Sex is holy within marriage, and there is no prescribed style. Nowhere in the Bible does it say that the missionary position is the only sexual style. Not discussing sex in a relationship leads to divorce!!!

Pastor Khatide has counselled women who've complained: my husband treats me as if I were his brother. There was one who told him: I am tired of getting sex forthnightly, like a salary. Khatide told her she was lucky to be getting sex forthnightly, since some wives only get it on big days like elections.

Many husbands leave their wives to seek sexual pleasure in Hill brow. Have you ever asked yourself what those wives have that you don't? Wives have become very frigid and even sleep with their panties. IF YOU ARE A MARRIED WOMAN, YOU SHOULD SLEEP NAKED AND LET YOUR BUM TOUCH YOUR HUSBAND. (Emphasis mine)

Today you find men going out of their way to get a glimpse of a vagina. They page through magazines and even go to lingerie departments in stores hoping to see what's hidden under panties, because their wives hide it from them.

Marriage is about being free with your body in front of your partner. A woman should parade naked and do same modeling to tempt her husband. There are many married women who don't know what their husband's penises look like. They only feel it when it enters them. They have never switched off the lights before undressing. A penis is a wife's toy- she is supposed to play with it.

He blames couples for not making time for sex and complaining about being tired after a day's work. You find many coules who have been sexually starved for years.

God created sex for procreation and also for pleasure. You can't marry and not have a good time in bed. WHO SAID YOU CAN ONLY HAVE SEX AT NIGHT? Why can't you drive home during lunch and have a quickie with your wife? We are all equal in sex- its's not just about a woman satisfying a man. You have to satisfy each other. Have you ever seen a woman who has been satisfied? Have you noticed how she glows and become energetic? May the Lord bless you.

This is the "Whole Truth Nothing but the Truth" So God help us from the Beginning."

I hope my spirituality is still intact after this piece and I hope so too for you my dear readers......

Lets not just be a reader but a doer!!!

With love and prayers,

Monday, September 19, 2011


Recently in my office, we got a new brief from one of our clients. We had never handled such transaction before and this brief was assigned to me, so I had to set the pace for subsequent and similar transactions. Our client was a top shot and this automatically implied that, more briefs will come in if we deliver prompt and efficiently. Besides, there was a timeline for this transaction. After enquiries and researches here and there, I commenced the work. Along the line, I made a mistake (I won’t call it a silly one but an innocent one). In an attempt to correct the mistake, I was told that the alteration would slow the pace of the work or succinctly put, halt the work. I was also informed that the process of alteration would take forever- my hubby also confirmed this since he is in the same industry.
I was at a loss and suddenly, these words jumped at me-“IT MAY LOOK LIKE THERE IS NO WAY-BUT GOD WILL CERTAINLY MAKE A WAY!!!’  With these words in view, I began the process of alteration.  I also updated the words as my status on face book. Ten (10) of my friends clicked the “like” button while five (5) friends also commented. Of the comments, one hit me hard because it was obvious that a friend also needed that assurance at that particular time. It is exactly a week today, folks, and I make bold to say MY GOD MADE A WAY!!! He has proven to be the God of all flesh with whom nothing is hard to be done. I’m happy to testify of my father’s miracle working moves…Mistakes altered and the transaction is in process…
Folks, morale of my story is simply to let you know that God is still in the business of performing signs and wonders. He is still a miracle working God.
Is it a particular job/position that you desire and they have told you-“you can’t get there because you don’t know anyone”??? Tell them you know a God who is OMNISCIENCE-He knows all things, He has complete knowledge and He will get you the job/position.
Have the doctors told you that there is no medically proven solution to your ailment? Tell them you serve a God that is OMNIPOTENT. He is a powerful God with an unlimited power and He will prove His healing power in your life.
What is the “BUT” in your life my dear friend??? I encourage you today that the same God who did it for me will do it for you.

With love and Prayers,

Tuesday, September 13, 2011


YES!!! that's the question on my mind right now and I have decided not to let go of this question until I get convincing answers to it. If you think you have the answer(s) to this question, please I will be happy to read your responses. I am doing a research on this question and I promise to come back to this forum to share my thots with you.

But really, have you ever pondered on this question before? Have you ever experienced a bad occurrence and the question on your lips was "WHY ME???". Have you ever questioned God just like Job's friends adviced him to, even to the extent of them saying he should curse God and die???  If yes, so how did you get out of the situation?

Dear folks, please I need you to go into deep thought and let me know "Why bad things should happen to good people???"
I will appreciate your comments on this.

With love and prayers, omo'ba!!!

Tuesday, September 6, 2011



May these month of September usher in every of our expected miracles in Jesus name!!!
I apologise for my inactivity on my blog-page, i was experiencing "writers' block" but I made sure that i was not lacking in my weekly blog rounds at least...:)

A liitle research I did concerning the significance of number "9" when I was pondering on what this month holds for me, shows that 9 indicates fruitfulness (at least from the spiritual perspective), it's my earnest prayer that all through this month, we will experience fruitfulness in all areas of our lives.
 I have been reading a book titled "PRIDE MUST DIE" a collection of poems by our dearly beloved desperate naija woman. (You can check her blog out at http://www.diaryofadesperatenaijawoman.blogspot.com/)
Back to my thot, a particular poem jumped at me in the book and i thought it wont be a bad idea sharing it...The poem is titled "DEAD TO ME"...Significantly, i enjoin us all to allow the past months to be totally dead to us while we face the remaining few months in these years with full enthusiasm and faith.

Enjoy the poem:

Down with him I went
Deep into the water, we dipped
Washing away the old, the tainted,
Cleansing, Burying, the dead
Yes, Old Me. Old Man, Old Life
Now, you are dead to me
Go on, stay dead.

All those years, you led me
Down the wide path along with plenty
But one day, one sunny day, to God's side I faltered
I knelt at the foot of the cross, near the altar
Yes, right there, I drowned you in the powerful blood
And Jesus' life I took on
and now, Old Me, Old Man, Old Life
You are dead to me
Go on stay dead.

So dont you try coming back, you hear!
Your voice, your flesh, I know longer to adhere
A new creature I am, alive, living in HIM
You cannot control me, you cannot make me fear
Cos you are dead to me. No more power. No more my life can you steer
I am victorious, I am alive and you
Old Me, Old Man, Old Life
Are truly dead.
You hear???

Wednesday, July 13, 2011


Tuesday Morning, July 12, 2011: Getting set to head to my office, I decided to just watch the early morning newspaper review on Silverbird Television. I hardly watch TV in the mornings since there is little or no time to do that because as a Lagosian, I have learnt how to dash out of the house to beat the early morning traffic even though my office is situate on the mainland. Normally, I make do with the news on various radio stations while driving to work but it was a different ball game this morning.

The newspaper headlines, not surprisingly though all had similar titles: the July 10, 2011 Sunday rain and the flood in Lagos, various pictures of floody areas in Lagos, pictures of various cars all submerged in the flood, pictures of Lagosians who were stranded at bus stops and those that had to swim through the flood to get to their destinations. Coupled with what Hubby and I also witnessed on that fateful Sunday, this made me realise the extent of the damage caused by the flood, not just damage to properties but also loss of lives.

How very sad!!!

Few of the newspaper headlines went like this:
·         Vanguard Newspaper: Lagos Flood kills 25; 
·         Punch Newspaper: Deaths, destruction trail Lagos savage floods;
·         234 Next Newspaper: Lagos Residents count losses after heavy downpour.
·         Nigerian Compass Newspaper: My wife lost a baby trying to rescue another.”

This last headline (Compass) was the one that really touched me. The introductory lines went thus,

My wife initially carried our first child, Ayo, on a table, but when the table was   about falling due to the surge of the flood, she rushed to save him and along the line, Elizabeth fell off from her back and all efforts to save her proved futile as the flood swept her away……”

 Elizabeth was a seven-month old baby, according to the story in that paper and she was lost to the flood by her mother, Mrs. Sosanya who resides on Arigbanla Street, Abekoko, Orile-Agege.  I did not know how and when the tears started gushing down my face. I remembered that on that same Sunday, my parents had left their church at about 3.30p.m for their home, which was just a 15minutes drive from the church and did not get home until about 9.30p.m! Less I forget, about five people were feared dead in the area that my parents actually reside. I should at least be grateful to God that they got home safely. My husband and I were to pay them a visit but we had to turn back on our way after driving through various floods. As a matter of fact, water found its way into our car at a particular point in time. We saw various cars that stopped working right in the middle of the flood, many buses were submerged in flooded highways and commuters were also stranded. I heard of a building that collapsed in Ogba and killed those inside at about the time it collapsed. Various stories of the fury of this flood, people which I am sure those of you that reside in Lagos might have witnessed or even heard also.

With those tears in my eyes, I prostrated on the floor, though thankful to God for sparing my life, my loved ones and also properties. I asked God for succor for those that were affected in one way or the other. I asked God to come to our rescue in Nigeria, in Lagos; to guide our leaders right from the very least Commissioner of the various Local Development Councils and Local Governments to the very top; to touch their hearts so that they will serve the people (their Nation)  with all their might when elected and not just think of how to loot the treasury; to cause them to address the issues of poor drainage systems; and we also, the people, Lagosians that God will help us to do the right thing; to be compliant towards waste disposal; not to build houses without good drainage systems, not to build on carnal/water channels; that we all be better people for our very dear Country.

Folks, I am not blogging about this just for the fun of it or just to add to the number of those that have already done so, I am being led to do so and basically the purpose is not to provide situational reports or updates but to search for people who will stand in the gap where Nigeria (not just Lagos) is concerned. I remember God said that if we his people can humble ourselves and pray, then will he hear us and heal our land. I think it is about time we rise up and pray for our dearly beloved Country/State. Let us say no to the devil where the loss of lives and properties are concerned all as a result of flooding. This Lagos flood simply reminds me of the story of Noah and the flood in the Bible –but I am cock sure that the God we serve is not a wicked God, he has promised never again to wipe the earth clean. He covenanted that He will never send another flood to destroy the earth or kill living creatures. That’s why we should pray that our negligence will not result in a man-made flood. Let’s also pray that He will provide us with an Ark, yes an Ark! - Pray that your home will be an Ark.

And for the lost lives, let’s pray that the Lord will grant them eternal rest, let’s pray for their loved ones that the Lord will give them the strength to smile again-for those that lost properties that God will give them double for their trouble, replace their losses and cause them to rise again.

Folks, I believe God that you will join me in this journey of being a PRAY-ER for our land, a minute a day for Nigeria/Lagos is not too much. Yesterday, I damned the consequences of being late to work only because I had to stand in the gap where the needs of the nation are concerned.
Can I count on you that you will remember Nigeria {Lagos} in your daily prayers? I have resolved not just to pray for myself, my family, my friends and loved ones but also for my Country because I know that when it is well with the Country, it is also well with me and then will I be able to eat the good of the land.

Will you join me in being a PRAY-ER, please???

With love and prayers,


Genesis 9 v. 11: I solemnly promise never to send another flood to kill living creatures and destroy the earth.

Genesis 9 v.15: …and I will remember my covenant with you and with everything that lives. Never again will there be a flood that will destroy all life.

2 Chronicles 7 v. 14: Then if my people who are called by my name will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, I will hear from Heaven and will forgive their sins and heal their land.

Monday, June 27, 2011


In a law court and as a lawyer, all I need do to win the Judge’s attention and albeit the Judgment is simply to say “My Lord, it is written:
Ø  Section 4 of the Constitution of the Federal Republic of Nigeria states……….
Ø  Order 4 rule 5 of the High Court of Lagos State (civil procedure) rules states….
Ø  In the case of Gani Fawehinmi against The State, it was written that…..”

My referral of the Judge to laid down statutes and decided authorities simply settles the matter, foundation of my argument having been well established.

My walk with God is exactly like this!!!

The devil attempted to tempt Jesus thrice but he succeeded not, Jesus yielded not, because he had a working knowledge of the scripture. He said “It is written:
Ø  Man shall not live by bread alone……
Ø  He will give his angels charge over me…
Ø  You must worship God alone….”

I love the New Living Translation which says-“The scripture says…”

A  question that comes to mind this minute is….what does the scripture say concerning my present challenges, my health, my marriage, my finances, my career and all other aspects of my life? I am also throwing the questions to you my dear readers, are you going through a difficult moment right now and you are about to give up? No! Remember, quitters never win; I encourage you to dig into the scriptures and understand what has been written…

I am also learning and struggling (through the grace of God) on how to stay in the place of the study of the word, because I believe that it is when I do so that I can have a working knowledge of what the scripture says, that is when I will also be able to face the devil just like Jesus did three consecutive times. Scripture recorded that after Jesus replies to the devil, the devil went away.

 So my dear folks, I am challenging us to pursue the Devil/Goliaths/challenges in our lives by staying in the WORD, let us meditate on the word because of a truth the word works, if it did not, then our dear Jesus would not have succeeded in overcoming the temptations with the word.

Let us all learn how to say “IT IS WRITTEN…”

With love and prayers,


Tuesday, June 14, 2011


As I drove to work last friday, a police woman and a police man waved down my car and asked that I stopped. I obediently did thinking it was for their "normal", "legal" "stop and search". I quickly said a word of appreciation to God, having just renewed my drivers' license and believing that the particulars of the car were intact (since it was hubby's duty to ensure that the car particulars were intact and up to date, my own duty is simply to drive the car around..***wink***)

As i stopped the car, the Policeman walked past me, apparently heading backwards to stop another car and then the police woman approached me and our conversation went thus:     Police woman: Good morning, ma...
            Omoba: Good morning!
           Police woman: How are you today?
           Omoba: Very well and you?
           Police woman: Fine, how is the family?
           Omoba: Fine and yours?

I was becoming impatient with the pleasantries and eagerly expecting the question "Can i have a look at your particulars?" And then she goes: "MADAM, FIND SOMETHING FOR US NOW...."
I was a bit irritated and in my mind I was like "there we go again!!!, find something for you for being at your duty post or because it was friday?"..But I dare not say that aloud, else I be accused of a heinous crime. I always say "the fear of all Uniformed Men in Nigeria (be it POLICE, LASTMA,FRSC,KAI,e.t.c.)  is the beginning of wisdom." I instantly started searching for loose change in my car since I was not ready to part with a higher denomination. Fortunately, I located a N50.00 note in the glove compartment of my car but I thought to myself "this is too small and it does not appear presentable". I searched my bag thoroughly while the Police woman waited patiently and then I located another N50.00 note. Happily, i added the two notes to her thinking she would reject it that it was too small, but surprisingly, she accepted it thankfully and I sped off.

As I zoomed off, my thoughts became as loud as my voice "What was that you just did?" "Did you just offer bribe or not?" " Did you just gave unto "ceaser" what belong to ceaser?".

I have decided to throw these questions open to you all, my dear friends....WHAT IS YOUR TAKE ON BRIBERY? WHAT AMOUNTS TO BRIBERY? WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BRIBERY AND GIFT?

I await your comments and answers.....
With love and prayers, omo'ba (the royal daughter).

Loud Verse:  Mark 12 v. 17 ...Then Jesus said to them, “Give back to Caesar what is Caesar’s and to God what is God’s.”

Thursday, June 2, 2011


June is here already and that obviously shows that we are gradually nearing the second half of this year. As i sat down ruminating about the months gone never to be returned again, i remembered an old poem that I have always appreciated. The author though unknown but the wordings of the poem are deep because it reflects abundance.

When I first came across the title of the poem years back, I thought it was a bad habit to be drinking from the saucer when there was a tea cup. But this poem also reminded me of a song that I learnt in my childhood days that says "Running over, Running over, My cup is filled up and it's running over". This childhood song explains why drinking from the saucer should not be frowned at.

It is the sixth month in the year and I look back with thanksgiving and I can SCREAM that "I AM DRINKING FROM MY SAUCER".

Folks, I encourage us all to approach this month and particularly the remaining part of the year with a thanksgiving heart and see if indeed you will not drink from your saucer.......because the God of more than enough wil lindeed shower our lives with abundance.

Waith love and prayers,

Have fun reading the poem:

"I’ve never made a fortune and it’s probably too late now,
But I don’t worry about that much ’cause I’m happy anyhow.

And as I go along life’s way I’m reaping better than I sow,
I’m drinking from my saucer ’cause my cup has overflowed.

Haven’t got a lot of riches and sometimes the going’s tough,
But I’ve got loving ones around me and that makes me rich enough.

I thank God for his blessings and the mercies He’s bestowed,
I’m drinking from my saucer ’cause my cup has overflowed.

I remember times when things went wrong my faith wore somewhat thin,
But all at once the dark clouds broke and sun peeped through again.

So Lord, help me not to gripe about the tough rows that I’ve hoed,
I’m drinking from my saucer cause my cup has overflowed.

If God gives me strength and courage when the way grows steep and rough,
I’ll not ask for other blessings ’cause I’m already blessed enough.

And may I never be too busy to help others bear their loads,
Then I’ll keep drinking from my saucer ’cause my cup has overflowed"

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

My middle name is JOY...

What do I say for the long silence and absence???

It’s been quite a while and I have missed blogsville greatly. Yeah I have been gone for some weeks and I have missed blogsville but am ready to catch up on all the blog posts I have missed. (myne thanks for checking up on me, I appreciate it real good.)

So what has been happening to this royal daughter? Even though it has been silent days for me on blogsville, it has not really been silent in terms of what has been happening to me on planet earth...it’s been seasons of tears and laughter for me these past few weeks.

Yeah, I have been through the fire but to the glory of God I came out gold and I am happy I can blog about it now.

Towards the end of the month of March, I was under the weather and I had to be on medication. On one of the particular work days, while recuperating and returning from work, I headed to church for choir rehearsals. We rehearsed a song titled “I never lost my faith, hope, joy and praise”

Little did I know that the song was a real rehearsal for what awaited me on my way home, I was faced with the usual Lagos traffic and before I could say jack, I was robbed of my handbag with all the valuables in it and a reasonable amount of money, my mobile phone was not spared too. Apparently, i had forgotten to wind up the front passenger seat totally due to the heat and while one of the robbers approached me from the driver's side of my car, i guess his other folks had dipped their hands into the car and my stuffs were gone...how foolish of me!!!

When it dawned on me what had happened, I screamed Jesus, gradually the tears started rolling and then I was asking God “why me?” It was disheartening enough for me because I was returning from church and I felt that my angels were not on guard. I drove straight home into the compound and headed for our apartment bare footed, I laid down on the centre rug crying and questioning God. Thanks to hubby for his soothing and calming words.

The answer I got for my questions to God was “who else if not me?” And then I remembered Mary Mary’s song—“he never said there won’t be troubles…he never said everything will go the way I want it to go…”
Through it all, I have learnt to lean more on the everlasting arms and also to praise God when it seems the hardest. The Holy Spirit reminded me about the story of Job who was in worst situation but he refused to curse GOD. Thanks to one of my sista divines, who also encouraged me by letting me know that we do not live in a trouble free world even though we profess our faith everyday. The great book has also said that each day has enough trouble of its own, all we need do is ask for grace to be able to stand on the days of trouble.

The following weeks were trying periods for me but I bless the name of God. I proceeded on my annual leave, I celebrated my princess’ first birthday and my own third wedding annivesary.

I thank God for the incident today becos I know it could have been worse than that. Im happy it occurred becos I now appreciate some songs more..i dare to scream this day that I am still standing, I dare to scream that despite the blue days, God will definitely reman faithful.

Through it all, my joy,faith, hope and most of all my praise are all still intact.This is because praise will definitely confuse the enemy.

Folks, morale of my story is that we should learn to appreciate God for who he is in our lives..every happening is for a purpose.

Now I know why my parents christened me joy..let me end with this short song that i have come to love....."I still have JOY x2
After all I've been through
I still have JOY..."

With love and prayers,



Thursday, March 17, 2011


One Lovely Blog Award!!!
Even me???
I was pleasantly surprised on Monday when I received comments informing me that loud-thots had been awarded the "ONE LOVELY BLOG AWARD".  I was all smiles.
Hugs and Kisses to Vyvyka and Remi Roy. I never expected this award this early since I am a Rookie Blogger.

Here is the rule of the award:
  • Link back to the blogger who gave you the award;
  • Write Seven things about myself ;
  • Tag fifteen other bloggers I have recently discovered and pass the award to them; and
  • Notify the bloggers that I have tagged

Seven things about me (in no particular order)
  1.  I am a shy and introverted person although I tend to come out of my shell once in a while;
  2. I nurture, value and cherish relationships. I do not go out of my way to make friends, but the ones I have I keep;
  3.   I hate animals with a passion. I have never owned, I do not own and I do not intend to own any household pets in the nearest future;
  4. I love to render "helping hands", "listening ears", "shoulder to lean on". I love to be there for people around me when it matters the most;
  5. I love to stand and pose in front of a camera. I love taking pictures because I believe I am fearfully and wonderfully made. *wink*;
  6. I love God with a passion!!! and
  7. I want to "die empty"!!! I want to empty my talents, my gifts, my callings, I want to empty all that I am, all that I have I want to empty "ALL"..........
I hereby tag the following blogs with the award "ONE LOVELY BLOG..."
Folks, here is to let you know that your blog simply rocks...:):):)

Friday, March 4, 2011


I stumbled on an article titled "7 Things I miss doing: Now that Technology has taken over" written by Uloma Emenyonu via "INK UPON YOUR PAPER" (http://africiwrite.blogspot.com).

I must confess that Uloma did justice to this title and I had to align my thoughts with her that technology has indeed taken over quite a number of things. She takes us back to "the days of letter writing" as a means of communication using "postage stamps". (I can not recollect what a postage stamp looks like again since I can easily put a call across to a loved one or even send an electronic mail, the days of writing epistles like brother Paul are long gone never to return). Although, this article reminded me of how much I have missed writing "love notes" to loved ones, I remember my triangular love papers that I use to convey love messages to friends, how very much I have missed those days!!!

Uloma also reminded us of "the days of Birthday Cards", ahhh,I remember the good old secondary school days when you will lay your white bedspread on your bed when celebrating your birthday and then display all sorts of lovely and colourful birthday cards with lovely rhymes of birthday greetings and wishes.(All thanks to FB now, you do not even get up to five birthday cards if at all you get one and then your phone would beep all day, friends and loved ones sending birthday sms or calling you...technology at it again!) I still have past birthday greeting cards neatly kept away in my wardrobe, I think I cherished those cards way back because of the contents, need I say I miss those days too?
I remember those good days, how we would assist mum display xmas and new year cards in our living room in a decorative manner during the festive periods.

"The days of no cell phones" where Nitel was in charge have also been stolen by Technology, "the days of tally banking"(God bless any of the New Generation Banks if I enter and ever spend up to 30 mins to complete any transaction in this Jet age.) "The days of the manual typewriter" and on and on goes the lists of things that Technology has indeed taken over.I am sure you also can remember quite a number of these things...GONE ARE THE "GOOD" OLD DAYS NEVER TO BE RETURNED!!!

The good old days that have been stolen by Technolgy reminded me of Francois de la Rochefoucauld's words that says that "The only constant thing in life is "change""... These changes can only be explained with this particular saying of Francois. Despite all these changes, I would agree with Francois just to an extent that change is really constant.

But hey,i just remembered that there is someone whom despite the technological changes and inventions here and there, HE REMAINS THE SAME DAY IN DAY OUT AND YEAR IN YEAR OUT. May I introduce this person to you by saying "HE IS THE ANCIENT OF DAYS, the "ARUGBO OJO", the "ADAGBA MAPAARO OYE"."
Am glad to know and to remind us all that irrespective of the technological development, GOD IS STILL GOD, HE IS THE SAME YESTERDAY, TODAY AND FOREVER.
I'm glad to let you know that, He will not leave you, He never changes, He will and can never become "OLD SCHOOL". You can go to him and be rest assured that He will be there for you. He is a Constant God and his word is "the living word"


Let me end by singing this song "ancient of days,
as old as you are (2x)
you will never change..."

"the only constant thing in life is change God"

With love and prayers,




Thursday, March 3, 2011


"Dear Daddy,
I am grateful to you for how far you have brought me....
I look back and all I can scream is " THANK YOU DADDY!!!"
When I didn't finish with my desired garde after my first degree programme, I felt like a total failure,now I surely know better.
Now I know that you truly make all things beautiful in its time. (Ecclesiastes 3 v. 11.)
I respect you as a God who knows the end right from inception. I know I am not there yet but I am indeed grateful 'cos it is obvious that thus far, it has been you.
Now I know what it means to be blessed and highly favoured...
Now I know that it is not by grade but by grace
Now I know it is not by merit but by miracle
I love you Dad and always will I do...

PS: In whatever situation you find yourself, learn to "THANK GOD" (1 Thessalonians 5 v. 18)
Never compare yourself with anyone, I have come to realise that we are all on different races and on different tracks.
I got talking to a Sister/Friend today who made a higher grade than I did in school and at the moment, she is unemployed.....It just dawned on me that I really do not merit my current job but by virtue of the miracle daddy that I serve, I AM WHERE I AM!!! Not where I want to be but also not where I used to be, I am on my way and I am happy and grateful...
And to my Sister/Friend, you are in God's waiting room, it is just a matter of time....

With love and prayers,

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

story of my life

I stumbled on this write up which i wrote 4 yrs ago..........

Of a truth ......the story has become  a reality ......he is faithful.

THE STORY OF MY LIFE..........by Adeteju Atanda-Ajimotokan on Monday, August 17, 2009 at 11:38am
13th August 2009,i looked back over the years and my deep thoughts gave birth to this short note.......
In the womb, GOD kept me and i said OLUWAKEMI;
Nursery school, He protected me and i said OLUWAPAMIMO;
Primary school, He overcame for me and i said OLUWASEGUN;
Secondary school, He glorified me and i said OLUWASOGO;
University, He lifted me up and i said OLUWAGBEMIGA;
Law School, He surprised me and i said OLUWAJOMILOJU;
During and after Nysc, I said OLUWATOBILOBA;
I look at where i am now and i am saying OLUWASEUN;
13th August 2010, i will be saying OLUWADOLAPO
In subsequent years, i will say OLUWADAMILOLA, OLUWATAMILORE,OLUWASEMILORE......
Through it all, i will say OLUWASEUNBABARALAYE MI!!!

Monday, February 21, 2011


I am angry!!!
Totally angry in my spirit man as I type this post.
I type with tears in my heart....
I am angry because the devil is trying to insult the God that I serve, the God that I worship, my maker through whom all things were created, my father through whom nothing is impossible....

During the powerful Church service yesterday, the Guest Minister made an altar call for women waiting on God for the fruit of the womb, and I was terribly shocked at the large turn out of women in this category. Quite a number of women were in this category and the M.O.G ministered unto them. I didnt know when tears started rolling down my face as I began to intercede for this women where I was standing. I also remembered that a newly wed sister in the choir at the last rehearsal shared her testimony of how God saved her life after going through a miscarriage.
I am certain that this is just the Devil's handiwork because my bible tells me that ......none shall miscarry.(Exodus 23v. 26)

I'm angry because about this time in year 2009, I also had a miscarriage but I am THANKFUL today that GOD HAS INDEED GIVEN ME A NEW SONG. He made me a JOYFUL MOTHER of a JOYFUL and BEAUTIFUL GIRL ever so full of life and I know for sure that He will yet do it for these women. I choose to call them "WAIING/ EXPECTANT MOTHERS".The devil is really trying to steal our joy as believers, to steal our testimonies...I make boldly to say today that we shouldnt allow the devil. If the devil cant steal our joy, know for sure that he cant keep our goods.

I have also been there before so I know what it really feels like to be in God's waiting room. Yours might not be for the fruit of the womb but for something else. Permit me to share with you some few dos and donts that I learnt while in the waiting room.

In God's waiting room , you DONT grumble, you DONT envy, you DONT complain, you DONT cry (this is hard but really it is the truth).


I am convinced with no iota of doubt that God who did it for me is FAITHFUL and he will yet do it again for ALL THE WAITING MOTHERS. I encourage you to believe that God is a God of miracle. He has done it before and He will do it again because he makes all things beautiful in His time. I encourage you to take a step of faith and name your babies, furnish their nurseries, buy your baby's items, rehearse your testimonies,declare your confessions over and over again "I REFUSE TO BE BARREN" "I AM A JOYFUL MOTHER OF JOYFUL CHILDREN" "I REJECT MISCARRIAGE" , MY MARRIAGE SHALL BE BLESSED WITH CHILDREN SURROUNDING OUR TABLE"
YES!!!Go ahead and take that step of faith.
Remember that you create your own world with your thoughts and your confessions.

I am confident that with God all things are possible, I am confident that these women will stand in the church and testify to the goodness of the lord, I am confident that my dear sister will yet again stand with her baby in her arms and testify to God's faithfulness.


I am confident that everyone in God's waiting room (be it for the fruit of the womb or whatsover) will stand to the shame of the devil and the glory of the God we serve.

I am confident that in God's waiting room, "weeping may endure for a night, but JOY comes in the morning, I AM CONFIDENT that the "morning is here!

I am confident that we will sing "THIS IS MY STORY, THIS IS MY SONG....."
Yes I am angry at the devil but I am confident in my father!!!

With love and prayers,

Friday, February 11, 2011

I Saved My Life And Left My Child To Die

I Saved My Life And Left My Child To Die


Wednesday, February 9, 2011

ENI TI O BA MO INU 'RO...(He that can think...)

If there is anything that I have chosen to do very well this year, it is being THANKFUL.GRATEFUL.APRECIATIVE.e.t.c. to my Personal Friend and Saviour. Sitting in front of my system and thinking of what to SCREAM about reminds me of an "old note" that I shared on fb on Monday, July 20, 2009 at 2:58pm. At the moment, there is no iota of doubt that the note is worth sharing again. HAPPY READING PEEPS.........

CAN YOU PAUSE TO THINK???by Adeteju Atanda-Ajimotokan on Monday, July 20, 2009 at 2:58pm

Please pause to think and see whether or not you have any cause to THANK HIM...
I just heard of the deaths of two young ladies and indeed something stuck in my heart that i should drop some few lines here.....................
Although ,i did not know these two ladies while they were alive but they were connected to me one way or the other. One of the ladies was my sister's schoolmate and the other was my cousin's friend.

One of these ladies died after writing her final exams in the university.what happened???she was sick ,taken to the hospital and diagnosed of typhoid but she didnt survive it,she died of typhoid.I paused to think of the countless times that i have had typhoid fever.Especially way back in Command Ibadan, my secondary School... but here i am alive hale and hearty.Recently, i was diagnosed of typhoid, treated and i am very much okay now forgetting that i ever had this fever.....PAUSE TO THINK...HAVE YOU EVER HAD TYPHOID FEVER BEFORE???

The second lady was my cousin's friend, she got married in the month of May, my cousin was her chief bride's maid.Very sad that this lady didnt survive three months in her marriage! Can you imagine??? She died before she was three months old in her marriage.She fell ill, was rushed from church to the hospital but eventually died. And then i paused to think again, here i am....got married last year (May), already a year old in my marriage, alive hale and hearty but still not thankful enough just because ............(i will share the details later) I paused to think and then i remembered that in the month of february this year (2008), for the first time in my life, i saw what a hospital theatre looked like,had a surgery,surgery was successful to the Glory of God and i am okay to the shame of the devil but the question is have i ever paused to think???....PLEASE PAUSE TO THINK...HAVE YOU EVER GONE THROUGH A SURGERY BEFORE AND YOU ARE ALIVE TODAY OR MAYBE IT WAS ONE OF YOUR LOVED ONES THAT HAD THE SURGICAL OPERATION??? DO YOU HAVE CAUSE TO THANK HIM OR NOT???

My heart goes out to these ladies but particularly to their MAKER who can only answer the question "WHY".......I dare to say that even at their deaths, God is still to be praised. That Famous Book says.........."in ALL THINGS, give thanks". Dear Lord, I PRAISE you this moment! I repent of my ingratitude and unthankfulness, i know so well that as for me, it could have been worse than this (i don't know about you) BUT for HIS MERCY, LOVE AND GRACE. That is the essence of my repentance and appreciation.....If you agree with me, then choose to pause to think so you can have cause to thank HIM!!!

The Yorubas normally say something..."eni ti o ba mo inu ro , amo ope du"....meaning that if you know how to think then you will know how to thank and that is the essence of this note. "HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU PAUSED TO THINK??? IF YOU PAUSE TO THINK, THEN YOU WILL HAVE CAUSE(S) TO THANK!!!

May I close with one of my best portions from the Famous Book "though the fig tree do not blossom and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crops fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in in the pen and no cattle in the stalls ,YET I WILL REJOICE IN THE LORD, I WILL BE JOYFUL IN GOD MY SAVIOUR!!! (Habakkuk 3 v.17& 18)

So, dear folks, whatever the "thoughs" in your life i charge you to REJOICE and be THANKFUL like i have chosen to do and see what will happen......


Monday, February 7, 2011


I was at the prestigious Obafemi Awolowo University,Ile-Ife (my alma mater) some few days ago to get some referral documentations.
I was so impressed at the developments and positive changes that had taken place since the last time I was there. The one that particularly caught my fancy were the number of  'new Generation Banks' that had been structured inside the campuses. The structures reminded me of the good old days when it was just OAU Community bank and Wema Bank that operated inside the campus.
As soon I was done at my faculty, I headed straight for the "town 'gbooro' shuttle buses but I thought it a good idea to "pee" before embarking on a journey of 3 to 4 hours. Since I had already left the Faculty area, my only option was to use the rest room of one of these new generation banks.
I decided use a stone to kill two birds by perfoming some transactions at the bank(so that at least it wont be too obvious that i have solely come to make use of the Bank's rest room and not reallly to perform any transaction.) The banks were in a row and I entered into the first bank, did some banking transaction and asked the security guy to direct me to where the rest room was located, he pointed at a door next to the security post at the gate...I had my reservations but I decided to visit the place.. I practically ran out after entering,the sight was not one to behold at all... it was a messed up toilet with no tissue paper to say the least and the likes of what is to be seen in an ideal toilet.

I put myself together and thought to myself "why dont I head for another bank, at least one that i was a full fledged customer???" I headed for another bank in the same row and immediately asked for directions to the rest room. I was impressed with the sight of the rest room,everything was sparking white, tissue paper,handwash,hand dryer,airfreshner, hand cream all in place. Ask me if I used the rest room or not???

I am sure you are already wondering what my tale of a clean and unclean toilet is all about. The morale of my tale is not really about these toilets but about you (yes, you reading this right now)and also about me,"the tale bearer".By the time I was through in the rest room, the whole incident got me thinking and the question that I kept hearing in my spirit man was " 'Teju,which one are you???the unclean toilet or the clean toilet???Will God run out of my life exactly the way I ran out of the unclean toilet because my life is in an unclean state (a "sinful" one at that) and the great book says that only the holy ones shall see God,Hebrews 12 v. 14. Or is he pleased with the state of my life exactly the way I was pleased with the sight of the clean toilet. This episode also reminds me of an ancient proverb that says "cleanliness is next to Godliness.

Folks, this is a call to holiness (cleanliness). We need to check our lives on a daily basis and see that we are not harbouring any kind of sin and that we are not silently sending away the Holyspirit or the trinity from our lives and our affairs. Our God is holy and so as his children, we need to strive, day in day out to be as holy as our father is ...1 Peter 1 v. 16.


With love and prayers,
omoba adeteju.