"My husband's best food is pounded yam, not yam poundo, if it's not the real one made from cooked yam, he won't eat it, he's a real Ekiti man" Deola rolled her eyes. Nike also said "my husband doesn't like food but he loves pastries so I have learnt how to bake"
Jumoke was with her friends and all of them were married except her, she felt like the odd one out. She had been the good girl all her life; she loved God yet she was the one that could not find a husband. She wanted to feel bad but she fought the spirit, she made up her mind to stay close to her married friends; she believed in associating with those who were already where she wanted to be.
It was 6 years later before Jumoke finally got married and by that time, one of her friends was divorced and the other was battling her husband over a girlfriend. She finally understood that everyone has their own time.
The bible says in 2 Corinthians 10:12b (KJV) but they measuring themselves by themselves, and comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise.
Don't feel bad because the year is running to an end and all your prayer requests have not come through yet you see people having the kind of wedding you dreamed about and driving the kind of cars you prayed for.
God has a plan for you and that problem or whatever is causing you pain has an expiry date! Celebrate those who are where you want to be! If your friend is getting married make sure you are involved and make her day beautiful, if your friend just bought a car, buy petrol in the car, if they just promoted your colleague in the office, buy him a gift!
See the progress of the people around you as your prophecy and tap into it by celebrating them! That is the key to a victorious, successful and happy life! It is another secret of champions.
My 20 year dream is to see the Gospel preached to a billion people through the social media. You too can be a social media evangelist, kindly share and repost this Gospel of Jesus Christ so that others can be blessed just like you have been blessed. Thank you for reading. Shalom
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