From emeraldogz.com

His voice cries out
Through His prophet
Isaiah speaks to all
Telling of HIS might

The one who stretched
Forth the heavens like
A curtain and weighed
The mountains, the earth

Who made a tent of it
Of heaven and dwells
Bringing down nobles
Under his subjection

Who can be compared
To him able to destroy
Both body and soul –
And yet make alive –?

The everlasting God!
Creator and The Lord
His understanding –
Incomparable ———-

From whom all strength
We derive, even as we
Wait; on eagle’s wings
We shall fly in His might

from my study of Isaiah 40

From one of my poems on emeraldogz.com

As it blows over earth
Make strong my heart
Each time kiss of death
Strength give to my heart

Tonight's dessert was Berry and Yoghurt Parfaits. Hmmm... Yum! So good!

I still can't believe the amount if racists still in this world and some people say, "if a black said that, they won't call them racist" I don't support racism but to be fair, the blacks have been tagged bad too long and this has rubbed off on the world. People have suffered and died trying to buy their rights. Slavery days are over and people should live united because one God made the black and white to have a beautiful world. We all make the colours of the world. We all addd beauty to God's creation. Why spoil it with negativity and cynicism? I read this on Facebook and was really appalled:

"dumb asses like jenny kennedy are the problem,she immediately falls for the obvious propaganda(old propaganda)and takes the side of anyone but her own race.dumb white females believing the jewish media the last 50 yrs is whats gotten our country and race into such decline.and tell me jenny,whats point does the"poem"make?another anti-white hit piece is all i see.in africa blacks kill blacks and last time i checked most black nations there were kept alive via food aid from white taxpayers in america and europe.one nice footnote:if we die out,you die out because you cant survive without us."

I'll excuse the cusses but I beg pardon for anyone who thinks this way, the world can't live without the nations. And No, there are not many Black nations on food aid, there are the proper wealthy ones. In the white nation, whites kill whites, if the white nation dies, the blacks will survive because they are hardworking. And if the black dies the white will survive because they can find a way out. Please people stop this racist comments and behaviour, it's not helping the worldddddd!!!

I just love these

When vintage becomes appealing

Yesterday I continued with my home making preparation and I was in the kitchen cooking something new. 

Today, I'll be doing Avocado and tomato salad and Strawberry and yogurt parfait.

First step preparation for the main meal. The mushroom had to cook properly

The veg broth first and the chopped arugula (salad rocket), cannelloni beans and sage

Now the pasta joins the chorus and what a lovely mix? Food is done

A plater of two dishes: left side is noodles, shallot and prawn salad and the right side is pasta, arugula, and cannelloni white beans with cremini mushroom.

I loved the salad more. However, it was a lovely combo. 😊

I got back to using my glasses today and I tell you, it feels weird after months without it. My eyes seemed so happy when I put it back on and my head as well. Everything is great with it back on.

This really got to me from the first day I studied it, it stuck with me.

But I keep under my body, and bring it into subjection: lest that by any means, when I have preached to others, I myself should be a castaway. (1 Corinthians 9:27 KJV)

When we get to the point we start counting how long we prayed, how many bible verses we read in a day, how many souls we've talked to, then we need to also sit back and do as Christ did. For the devil is like a roaring lion... Seeking whom he may devour. You don't want to be caught up in temptation of lust of the flesh, lust of the eyes, pride of life

After we've preached to others, we do not want to be a castaway... When it'll be said "depart ye worker of iniquity, I know you not" God forbid! 

Like Christ we should take time to pray and fast to refresh our spirit so we aren't caught off guard. I pray this blesses you as it has blessed me. God bless you!

Who ever knew leaving London for so long could make you forget the usual routes to the usual places you always went to.

On my way to church this morning, I'm writing this on the train I finally got to get on. I checked my journey this morning due to engineering works, I had a feeling it might affect my journey to church. I went on the tfl website and found the route, only to realise I read the information wrong. Well, I had started out. I got on the DLR from my station and got off at Westferry. What I did not read was that I had to change platform for a train going to Lewisham. I got off the train and walked out the station looking for bus stop T with bus 177 that doesn't go the way of Westferry. What was I thinking? Something prompted me to check again after 15 minutes of walking around, then I was like "man, what did you do?" I can only laugh and pray I don't turn up late because I am heading the AV team at the Peckham branch today. Argh!! Why do I have to do PM today?

Have a blessed Sunday. 

Last night, the lights of London shone on me

I walked out the busy environment with children screaming, mothers calling back at children to sit still and fathers holding the passports trying to get their family home

I waited patiently for a friend and the taxi. As it drove through central, I realised it had been so long ago I left this busy city. I began calculating all the jobs I've left behind and the so little time I have to get it done.

I thought this day will do it for me but I could barely manage to get out and soon as I was done, I ran back home, straight to bed. Now I'm fully awake and I realised it has been so long I wrote on here. I'd like to say: Friends, I'm back!

At my church, we organise summer camp meetings to worship God, study the word, listen to good Christian music, to share with and uplift one another. It is always an amazing time. 

This year, I did the West Africa Camp, the headquarter of West Africa being Nigeria. So I attend the camp situated in this village where everything is cheap. Food here can't be compared to the price in the closest city, Lagos. 

Worse of my experience at this Camp is, I got flu! So sad. But thank God it happened toward the end of my stay. I m so excited, because I am finally returning back to London. Yay! That city has been on my mind for long and I have been wishing to return. Now, a dream come true.

I am however, happy to attend this camp. Btw, I'm still at camp, leaving in tomorrow. The camp was powerful, amazing, awesome...... Really blessed.

I won't be able to share much detail now till I return to England. Internet is still not very good here. 

Remain blessed dear reader.

Yes! I am learning to worship God in Spirit and in truth. Writing my first of Christian book not a poetry, this will be the second published. God is teaching me, I am in God's school learning from the Holy Spirit as I write. I was writing about worship this morning and the Holy Spirit triggered that moment in me, I lost myself for some minutes to HALLOW HIS NAME. Amen.

If you got in to pray, never pray the "mind wanderer" prayer, pray in the spirit. Let your mind, body and soul focus on God at that moment. Let him be all about you. Bless his name, reverence him, give him the glory, honour and praise due to his magnificence. Let your mouth speak forth his praise. 

ENTER HIS GATE WITH THANKSGIVING AND INTO HIS COURTS WITH PRAISE. 

That is what David taught us to do in Psalm 100:4. And God bless you as you worship him in spirit and in truth.

Still in Africa and rounding up in couple of weeks, back to ancient England, I arrange meetings with friends. Good old friends way back from London. It has been five years since we worked together. They are all married with grown up kids. Anyway, one of my white british friends who is married to a Nigerian visited and visited so we all went to Dominos in Lekki. I miss their Pizza although it wasn't like the one we have in England, it was good.

It was a lovely evening with everyone again, we caught up with news about our previous colleagues too. A friend got me in his car back and forth, I'd say I had fun. 

Back into my shell,I waited for a message, and being the woman I am, I perceive something's wrong right before it goes bizarre. I woke up in the middle of the night and prayed then I was moved to send a text. I did and that was all I needed to change my mood. God always knows best.

A friend told me not to worry and I was like yeah, I'm not worried.
I tell me, really? What a joke! I was worried, still am. I have spent most of my day praying.
After every miracle and victory there is always another battle ahead. It never stops, it goes on in a cycle. Sometimes I pray and I say: "God why not this one month, problem free".. It never really works that way. I guess the higher you go spiritually, the more battles you are expected to fight because God gives his strongest soldiers, the toughest battles. Yes! I am a perfect example of that statement. The more I pray "Lord, I want to grow in Grace", I see me growing and then BANG! a battle... I see all my statements eating back at me. "Oh you think you've got faith, now, here! deal with it". I whine, cry, pray, retreat, I do all and sundry, in the end, I give in to GOD's DIVINE WILL. Praise God!
I am still praying and this time, it is a marathon one. The one Moses went up to the mountain and came down with his face shining. Yes, that type. I am not going to spare the enemy one minute to laugh at me, NO WAY! Thank God for Grace, Jesus and most importantly PRAYER.