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Posted: December 31, 2016 in Musings
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The 31st of December is being aroused from deep slumber of 365 days. Now with a crooked back and tired feet, she has reached the finish line and is about to hit that ribbon. 2016 has been like a sprint race, I still remember when the whistle was blown. Like a marathon race for a cause, met a lot of characters on the way. Like playing tennis with a machine, with rapid firing of balls to tackle. Like an exam I wasn’t fully prepared for. But with a Great Tutor by my side every step of the way. Though He felt like He wasn’t there some days and I was left with just a wisp of His fragrance to hold on to. Nothing physically substantial. 
I was on a quest of ‘SELF discovery’. Trying to find out who I really am. I stumbled and I fell. Into an abyss of SELF destruction. Of SELFishness, and SELF pity, and SELF denial. Focused too much on mySELF. That I only sought my First Love as the last resort. When none of my SELF helps worked out. I learned that my worth is found in Him. My identity isn’t found in personality tests or society’s ‘opinion’ on how to live. I was created by a creator. The Creator. The Almighty. So if there’s anyone to tell me how to live, it should be my Creator. The one who owns a manual to my being. The One who is the beginning and the ending. The One in my past, present and future all at the same time. He ought to know me better than anyone else. So, I’ve come to the realization that ‘my only identity crisis was my eye dentity to see Him‘ and to identify Him in my life. I’m still learning and discovering who I am in Him…  So far I’ve learned… His existence is first and my existence flows forth from His. That’s the flow of existence. Therefore, I must put Him first and then let everything flow from that. Let everything begin with Him and flow forth from Him. That’s the secret of life. To not only live for Him, but to live your life from Him, to live from His living, to move from His moving, to act from His actions, to feel from His heart, to be from His being, and to become who you are from who He is …I AM.

She has survived eleven months and thirty days. She has had her own share of highs and lows. She has lived and learned. Overslept. Missed opportunities. Laughed. Let go. Moved on. Now it’s the end.

 But not the end in itself. Just the end of a great chapter to be left behind. To begin a new one. She looks at all those  months, days, hours, minutes and seconds behind her in retrospect. And here she stands. Sure, there has been mistakes, but no regrets. 

And now it’s time to say goodbye to 2016.

Fresh scents of New year and Mind blowing fireworks;)

FIÕDA G.

                       

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Let them rot away in the forest. Marry them off to strangers. Give them no education. No good food. Don’t bring them back. Hadiza is supposed to be in the university studying medicine to help her village back home but she’s carrying the third child of a thug. Keep her there till she dies in a latter birth. We sit back and dwell in our quixotic dreams of a better country, but never pray. We do all but speak good of our country, Nigeria. But what good is there? When we are all myopic-minded and chickenhearted. We shout ‘Up Chelsea’, ‘Up NEPA’, together with gladness…why don’t we jump up and raise the national flag. Raise the name together, as one.

The radicals parade with their placards. Who are they really speaking to? The ones on the couch, eyes glued to TV screen, making sounds of empathy but really waiting for the entertainment news. Or is it just a publicity stunt for a supposed propaganda? Is it political? Goodluck Jonathan is out, the placards are down. Why are we advocating to have them back? Is it better on this side? Are they even still alive? All these questions and more bug my sixteen year old mind.

Which way next Nigeria? What do we really want? When are  we going to regain the lost years and claim our motherland? Until we stop staggering in a blinding haze of chronic myopia and choose to see the light, the right way…don’t bring back our girls, our future.

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The Black Gazelle has been on a long break, virtually, due to a hundred and one (okay, not exactly a hundred and one, but you get what I mean) reasons. A major one is fear to go on. Fear of how my write-ups would be accepted. Fear of not having a large audience. Before I continue, I sincerely apologize to anyone who has been waiting for an update for like ever. Now I am ready to move on. I’m not promising to post every day, but I promise to go on. I’ve figured that in life you don’t have to have it all figured out to move forward. In my case, to keep blogging.

YOU, dear reader don’t necessarily have to have it all figured out to move forward in life. Take the bull its horns and march ahead. If you think you are having a hard time give it all, yes ALL the worries, everything to God. As it is written in the Bible in the book of 1 Thessalonians 5:18. Thank [God] in everything [no matter what the circumstances may be, be thankful and give thanks], for this is the will of God for you [who are] in Christ Jesus [the Revealer and Mediator of that will]. Simply, give thanks. Not necessarily for every situation, but IN every situation. Even when you don’t see the bigger picture. Hold on to the promise of God that says that all things work together for good to them that love God. Stay blessed😘. Keep loving TheBlackGazelle.😍😍😍