I stepped into the last year of my 20s this morning and this is how I feel;

Happy!😊 That I get to witness the grand finale of my twenties. This decade of life my unravelled in my fourth year as a University of Calabar student and I’m about to wrap it up living in a realm of answers to prayers whose words I didn’t know how to make, but God!!!! I recounted God’s faithfulness over the past 9 years and my eyes were wet, I left everything to do small legwork and awilo but in a holy way. Piano play, Ibibio high praise 💃🏾💃🏾💃🏾💃🏾

Sad 😔 A bit melancholic that this phase passed by so quickly and while I have personally accomplished so much, I feel like it wasn’t my best and I could have done a lot better if I was consistent with my goals. But hey! I’m still in my 20s. I have 364 more days to exit this chapter. Can’t wait to come back and be a witness of God’s restoration of prodigal years.

Hopeful! That I learnt from the experiences and will maximise the unique opportunities that presents itself. All of the mistakes I made are building blocks to even a greater, better life for the promised and expected end.

Angry 😤 At the very many times I let myself and the people around me down by playing small. By refusing to stay true to my values as a Christian, I missed out on being a blessing and a shining light. Especially when I spoke when silence would have been a better choice.

Afraid 😟 That I may never find someone I feel at home with. I feel terrified that I might commit to someone I don’t like and end up starting a podcast. But I’m assured that in the scripture, “perfect love casts out fear”. And the blessing of God makes rich and adds no sorrow.

Loved🥹: I don’t have the right words to explain this but I am very loved at home. My father loves me a little more than his breath. I grew up with a deep assurance of this, despite the cracks, we have a rebuilt a relationship that is very forgiving and tender and kind, just as Christ’s and I love that for me. God plants strangers that bloom into family in my life that I do absolutely nothing to deserve. I have no clue why they hold a goofy person in such high regard but oh! In the name of the Lord, they’ll move my mountains for me while I watch in awe. Love is such a beautiful thing!

Guilty 😑 Of betraying my Jesus over and over again and taking the grace of God for granted. I have been a little too comfortable with a half-hearted commitment to God with laughable consecration. The things I have done, in retrospect, have shown zilch wisdom. I have no ambition of doing great exploits or winning nations for Christ. I am very content with everyday Jesusing and this sometimes makes me feel like I’m playing small in this sphere of my life, so I have resigned to daily walking with Jesus and saying yes whenever and wherever.

Excited! 😝 at the precious promises the Lord will fulfil in me and through me. Everytime I think about the future God has in mind for me, I feel giddy. God is so detailed about my expected end and my anthem will be, “see what the Lord has done!” My life is a living proof of God’s mercies. And this makes me feel special.

Ashamed🥲 of all the wierd things I have done. I sometimes remember them and cringe so hard I want to scream. I also used to compare and contrast my life with people who were not on my path and this made me ungrateful. How dare I judge God as unfaithful by ingratitude when I’ve been the philandering bride all this while? What a shame.

Thankful 🙏🏽 for his mercies that are new every morning? Truly, which of the mercies of God can I deny? How do I begin to explain that God rescued me from being a victim of my own circumstances, things that were entirely my fault? My mind can’t comprehend it but God shows up and out for his Edima every single time!

Safe❤️ In the arms of Jesus. The promises of God for me in Christ are yea and amen and that’s my anchor. God said it. I believe it. And that settles it. My mind goes to “…because He has said it and His word is true” of catechism on the inerrancy of the scripture.

Humbled🥹 Because inasmuch as the generation I belong to has been conditioned to believe we’re deserving and everyone should to pander to our needs, I beg to differ, it’s purely God’s mercies. Salvation. Family. Contentment. Money. Health. Friends. Wellbeing. Sanity. Joy. Even greater joy. All by the mercies of God.

Here’s my birthday song; Dear God by Smokie Norful:

“For my life, Lord, I thank You
For every victory in You I’ve seen
And all the moments I know it was You who kept me
So I thank You for, for my life”

Wishlist:

I have insisted on prayers but if you really need to know, my desires are same as I was at 7.

1. Subscribe to my blog. And share😎. Thank you for your audience
2. Sports bicycle
3. Koikoi shoes with butterfly on it
4. Wrist watches that stands the test of time (pun unintended).
5. Perfumesss ( Kayali Eden,Burberry goddess, YSL Libre intense).
6. Bookstore gift card
7. M&S gift card.
8. Marathon shoes (I promise you I’m not greedy, they just cost so high 🙈).
9. Okuk. Ego. Kudi. Moneyyyy🤭

Thank you for celebrating me. I’ll really love all my wishes in one place, so I can read and reread them. Use the comment box and please subscribeeee!!!😎

Tutu mkpong.

Main Character and Celebrant,

Victoria 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉