Love is not Enough

31/07/2026

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30/07/2026

"There are days when motherhood doesn't feel beautiful. It feels like survival."

Yesterday was one of those days.

I came home completely exhausted. The kind of tired that settles into your bones. But every mother knows that no matter how tired you are, the work doesn't wait.

The first assignment was my baby, who is just a few months old. Then my three-year-old. I quickly freshened up, bathed the children, and hurried into the kitchen to prepare my baby's formula.

If you're a mother, you'll understand this part.

Children have their own rhythm. Their bodies know when it's time to eat and when it's time to sleep. My baby is one of those children who, once it's past 6 p.m., becomes nobody's friend. If she hasn't had her bath, eaten, and settled down, the whole house will know she's not happy.

By the time I was preparing her formula, it was already past 6. She was clinging to me, crying, rubbing her sleepy face against my body. I knew she wasn't being difficult; she was simply tired and needed to sleep.

So I carried her with one arm and prepared the formula with the other.

I had just finished making it, and it was still very hot.

As I lifted the bowl to take it to the dining table, this little girl dipped the sleeve of her outfit straight into the hot formula and immediately pressed it against my chest.

The hot food splashed all over my chest and my hand.

The pain!

It was so sudden that I screamed.

For a split second, I lifted my hand in frustration. I didn't even know whether I wanted to s***k her or simply cry. But I stopped myself.

I dropped the bowl, put her down, and she burst into tears.

Meanwhile, I was trying to cool my burning skin, clean the spilled food, prepare another way to cool the formula, and still comfort a crying baby whose only crime was being sleepy and unaware of what she had done.

Eventually, I managed to feed her, although she was already too upset to eat peacefully. After much patience, she finished eating and finally drifted off to sleep.

While I was still attending to all of this, their daddy lovingly helped prepare our own meal.

Just when I thought the storm had passed, another chapter began.

My three-year-old, who had watched everything, suddenly announced that he wasn't eating dinner.

At that point, I was running on empty.

I pleaded.

I encouraged.

I even summoned the famous African mother spirit.

Nothing.

He stood there crying and insisting he wouldn't eat.

In my heart, I had already concluded, "If this boy doesn't eat before I clear this table, I'm locking this kitchen. Tomorrow will sort itself out."

Thankfully, just as I finished eating and started clearing the plates, something seemed to whisper to him, "Young man, your mother has reached her limit. Go and eat."

He quietly sat down and started eating.

I was still upset, so I walked away.

From where I was, I could hear him calling, "Daddy... Daddy..."

Honestly, I almost laughed.

Yesterday reminded me that motherhood can be chaotic.

There are moments when one child is crying because she's sleepy, another is crying because he doesn't want to eat, something is burning, something has spilled, dinner isn't ready, and your own body is begging for just five minutes of rest.

There is something about the cry of a child that hits differently when a mother is already exhausted. It doesn't mean you love your children any less. It simply means you're human.

So today, this is for every mother who feels like she's failing because she's tired...

You are not alone.

Many of us have had days when we wanted to sit on the floor and cry. Days when we questioned whether we were patient enough. Days when the house felt louder than our own thoughts.

Yet, somehow, we wake up the next morning and do it all over again.

Motherhood is hard work.

It stretches your patience, tests your emotions, and leaves you wondering whether you're doing enough.

But somehow, these same little humans who exhaust us are the very ones who fill our lives with laughter, purpose, and unforgettable memories.

So when you become overwhelmed, breathe.

Correct them when necessary.

Discipline them with love.

Give yourself grace too.

One day, these noisy evenings, the spilled food, the tears, and the endless "Mummy!" will become memories you'll smile about.

To every mother reading this: I see you.

You're doing better than you think.

Keep going. Your children may nevfer remember every meal you cooked or every sleepless night you endured, but they will grow up surrounded by the love that kept showing up, even on the hardest days.

❤️ To every amazing mother out there, I celebrate you. You are stronger than you know.

28/07/2026

"The burden of being a girl often begins long before adulthood."

One thing I noticed while growing up as a young girl was that the freedom of childhood seems to have an expiry date.

As little girls, we laugh freely, play without worries, and run around like every other child. But the moment puberty sets in and a girl begins to look older—perhaps 16, 17, or 18—the world suddenly starts watching her differently.

The same actions that would be considered normal in a boy are often interpreted with suspicion in a girl.

If a teenage boy is sick and starts vomiting, people simply say, "He must not be feeling well."

But let a teenage girl vomit, feel nauseous, or even spit repeatedly because she's unwell, and before anyone asks if she's okay, whispers begin.

"Has she gotten pregnant?"

Just like that, conclusions are reached.

No concern. No benefit of the doubt. Only assumptions.

Many young girls silently grow through this phase of life carrying the weight of people's judgments while still trying to understand themselves. They are navigating puberty, emotions, and the changes that come with growing up, yet society often adds another burden—the burden of constant suspicion.

If you are raising a girl child, please show her extra love. Let your home be the one place where she doesn't have to defend herself before she is heard.

And to everyone else, let's learn to ask before we assume. Not every sick girl is pregnant. Not every rumor is true. Sometimes, a young girl simply needs compassion instead of condemnation.

Our daughters deserve understanding, not premature judgment.

Lesson: Be slow to judge and quick to show kindness. The life of a girl child is already challenging enough without the weight of unnecessary assumptions.

27/07/2026

22/07/2026

Today, we laid my elder brother to rest.

It still doesn't feel real.

The past weeks have been a whirlwind of emotions—from an illness that seemed difficult to understand, to countless questions without clear answers, and finally, the painful reality of saying goodbye.

One thing that made the journey even more heartbreaking was distance. He lived far away from home and carried many of his battles quietly. By the time he returned, the situation had become much more serious.

As I stood there today, one thought kept echoing in my heart: when a person dies, they can no longer tell their own story. They cannot explain the battles they fought, the decisions they made, or the burdens they carried. All that remains are memories, assumptions, and the lives they touched.

That thought has left me with a few lessons I believe are worth sharing.

Know God early. There is no better time to build a genuine relationship with God than now. Life is unpredictable, but a life anchored in God is never wasted.

Live intentionally. Let your life leave behind a testimony of kindness, integrity, and purpose. One day, people will remember us not only for what we achieved, but for how we lived.

Never underestimate the value of meaningful relationships. Having a close circle isn't a weakness, and it isn't about having many people around you. It's about having people who truly know you, who can pray with you, stand by you, and notice when something isn't right.

Also, let's do better at nurturing our relationships. Family and genuine friends are precious gifts. Reach out. Stay connected. Check on one another. Sometimes, a phone call, a visit, or a simple "How are you?" can mean more than we realize.

This is not a post to judge or condemn anyone. Far from it. He was loved, and he will always be loved. If anything, his passing has reminded me how fragile life is and how important it is to live each day with faith, purpose, and people who truly matter.

If his story encourages just one person to draw closer to God, to value relationships, and to live more intentionally, then perhaps someone else's tomorrow will be different.

Rest well, dear brother. You will be deeply missed, lovingly remembered, and forever cherished.

Life is short. Live well. Love deeply. Stay connected. Above all, know God.

18/07/2026

where do you worship???

17/07/2026

There was a woman who was heavily pregnant while caring for a three-year-old child. Because of the nature of her work, she interacted with many people every day.
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‎She was warm, respectful, and pleasant to everyone she met. Naturally, people responded to that kindness. Customers bought her food, paid for little things she needed, and showed concern for her well-being. Some would insist on dropping her off when they noticed she was tired or the distance was too much for a pregnant woman.
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‎Everyone knew she was married. Everyone knew she already had a child and was expecting another. Yet, marriage did not stop people from showing her kindness. Pregnancy did not stop her from receiving favour. Being someone's wife did not become a barrier to genuine help.
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‎This brings me to something many couples hardly talk about—jealousy.
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‎There is nothing wrong with feeling jealous occasionally. In fact, it can simply be an expression of love and the desire to protect what you value. The problem begins when jealousy is no longer guided by trust but by suspicion.
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‎When every conversation with the opposite s*x becomes an interrogation, when every act of kindness is interpreted as an affair waiting to happen, when your partner begins to feel guilty for receiving genuine help, then that jealousy has crossed a healthy boundary.
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‎Marriage is not the end of favour.
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‎It does not mean your spouse should stop relating with people respectfully. It does not mean others cannot appreciate their kindness or lend a helping hand. Receiving genuine help is not the same as encouraging emotional or physical infidelity.
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‎Trust is one of the strongest pillars of a healthy marriage. Without it, even innocent situations become sources of conflict.
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‎So, if you are naturally a jealous person, let your jealousy be tempered with wisdom. Let it protect your relationship, not suffocate it. Let it make your partner feel cherished, not imprisoned.
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‎Love should provide security, not fear. A healt

16/07/2026

When she gained admission into the university, she had one major focus—knowing God.
To many people, she was "too spiritual."
Whenever she spoke, God found His way into the conversation. Her weekends were spent in church activities, prayer meetings, Bible study, and Christian fellowships. While many of her peers were busy chasing trends, popularity, and relationships, she was busy chasing God.
She became the subject of jokes.
"Is God the only thing you know?"
"Can't you talk about something else for once?"
Some laughed at her. Others avoided her because they felt she was "too holy." They believed she was wasting the best years of her life.
She wasn't perfect, but she had made a decision early: If there was anything worth pursuing with all her heart, it would be God.
Years have passed since then.
Life has unfolded in ways no one could have predicted.
Some of those who looked like they had everything figured out took paths that ended in regret. Some became victims of choices they thought would never have consequences. Sadly, some are no longer alive today.
Life taught everyone that having a plan is not the same as having God.
Looking back now, she has no regrets about choosing God early. That decision preserved her from unnecessary pain, avoidable mistakes, unhealthy relationships, and countless dramas that could have rewritten her story.
The greatest gift a young person can give themselves is not money, fame, or popularity.
It is to know God.
Knowing God early gives you direction when others are confused. It gives you values when the world is compromising. It helps you make decisions that your future self will thank you for.
Youth is not the time to drift aimlessly. It is the best season to build a genuine relationship with God. The foundation you lay today will determine the future you stand on tomorrow.
Lesson: Don't wait until life breaks you before you seek God. Know Him now. Walk with Him now. Build your life on Him now. The earlier you know God, the stronger and safer your journey through life will be.
"Remember now your Creator in the days of your youth..." — Ecclesiastes 12:1

15/07/2026

The Woman Everyone Called a Failure... Until They Needed Her."
When Grace got married at 24, everyone expected her to have children within the first year. But one year became three... three became six.
The whispers started.
"Maybe she offended God."
"Her husband should marry another wife."
"What's the use of a beautiful wife without children?"
Every family gathering became another opportunity to remind her of what she didn't have.
She cried often, but she made a decision that changed her life.
Instead of allowing bitterness to consume her, she began investing in herself.
She learned soap making, started selling cleaning products, took online courses whenever she could, and volunteered to teach children in church. She also became intentional about strengthening her marriage. Rather than pushing her husband away because of the pain, they prayed together, attended medical appointments together, and refused to let outsiders dictate the atmosphere of their home.
People laughed at her.
"She's distracting herself because she can't have children."
She ignored them.
Years later, her small business had grown into a thriving enterprise. She employed several women, many of them widows and single mothers.
Then something unexpected happened.
One of the loudest women who used to mock her lost her husband's job. They struggled to survive.
Guess who offered her employment?
Grace.
No insults.
No revenge.
No "I told you so."
She simply said, "Everyone needs kindness at one point in life."
A year later, after nearly a decade of waiting, Grace and her husband welcomed a baby.
But something struck everyone.
The greatest miracle wasn't even the baby.
It was the woman she had become while she waited.
Waiting had not broken her.
It had built her.
Lessons Learned
Your delay should never stop your development.
Don't allow one area of pain to make you neglect every other area of your life.
A strong marriage is built by couples who face battles together instead of blaming each other.
Success is sweeter when your heart remains free from bitterness.
Sometimes God prepares the person before releasing the blessing.

01/07/2026

‎Everyone admired David and Grace.
‎They held hands in public, celebrated anniversaries online, and never missed an opportunity to say, "I love you."
‎One day, a young couple asked them, "What's the secret to staying happily married for so many years?"
‎David smiled and replied,
‎"Love brought us together, but it wasn't love that kept us together."
‎The young couple looked confused.
‎Grace continued,
‎"There were seasons when money was scarce. There were times we misunderstood each other. We argued. We cried. We even questioned whether we were doing marriage right."
‎"But every difficult season taught us something. We learned to communicate instead of assuming. We learned to forgive instead of keeping score. We learned to pray together instead of fighting each other. We learned that respect is just as important as romance."
‎David added,
‎"If all we had was the feeling of love, our marriage wouldn't have survived. What kept us together was choosing each other every single day—even when it wasn't easy."
‎The young couple left with a new understanding.
‎Love starts a marriage.
‎Character sustains it.
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‎As we step into this new month, may God bless every marriage that is standing, heal every relationship that is hurting, and prepare every single heart for a love that is built on wisdom, commitment, and His guidance.
‎May this month teach us that while love is beautiful, it becomes powerful when it is strengthened by trust, patience, respect, forgiveness, and God's grace.
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