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I’m counting my BLESSINGS!


                                                            

Hello wonderful people! Trust you are doing great but if this didn’t meet you well, that’s okay but would you believe me when I say... there’s definitely light at the end of every tunnel and He who has brought you this far, will never fail in His promise for you. Would you? I sense a YES. Cheer up darling! You are a star... you are meant to shine bright and you will! I love you too. ❤️🤗

I sincerely want to express my profound gratitude for the reviews and comments on my last post. It gladdens my heart that the message was well received and my prayer is that may we and the children within and around us not cross paths with people like Uncle Seun or Damilare (fictional characters in the story). Amen. Thank you all. You have been nothing short of amazing!🥰

This particular post is long overdue, to be honest, even at the point of wanting to write. I truly wanted to write about something else but the lyrics by Sinach in one of her tracks titled “He did it again” kept  beeping in my head and before I knew it, my mouth and body sang and danced to the melody (you needed to see my dance-steps, you will literally spray me plentyyyy money! It was too pleasing to watch. Dancer l’omo! I joke!😂) In that euphoria, I knew there was no postponement anymore.

And am I excited to share this personal experience with you? Yes, of course and without hesitation anymore!.

So, here goes, on a particular day, in my quiet state, my thoughts ran wild! It didn’t feel like I was thinking of anything in particular. My thoughts just decided to go on a journey and at some point, I realized I was in a particular space and I found myself doing something that brought so much tears to my heart first. Yes, my “heart first” because at that moment, in that confined space, I felt heartbroken with... myself! And before I could touch my chest to feel the extent of the heartbreak, I was teary! I found myself crying so much. It was so emotional.

I felt terribly weak yet strong, painfully broken yet so at peace. 

The whole gush of emotion was as a result of me counting MY BLESSINGS! And in that state, I realized I could not keep it to myself. Nothing mattered anymore! because all I wanted to do was say  THANK YOU!.

Like I literally had a lot to request for but I couldn’t bring myself to ask. I felt my spirit, soul and body come together in unison just for one purpose... to say THANK YOU!

I let myself go and the tears would not stop coming. It was bliss!. 

I thanked Him for everything... For my family. For His divine protection and guidance. For the highs and lows. For every mistakes and challenges faced. For His love and faithfulness. For tomorrow which isn’t guaranteed. For the future He promised and I see. For the beautiful people He has strategically placed in my life. For every answered and unanswered prayers. For good health. Generally, for everything and everyone that concerns me.

 I felt so grateful. I mean, who am I? A very unworthy person yet He looks down on me from Heaven and thought I deserved His love, care, affection and attention. This type of love...!

The lyrics of Nathaniel Bassey’s “Imela” which means “THANK YOU” speaks so much to me at the moment and I’m loving it!.

Till tomorrow, in years time... I’m certain I’ll never stop counting my blessings and forever be grateful to His name. So help me God, Amen! 🙏

Until next time and as always, I send love, light and strength your way. Thank you so much for taking the time-out with me (Cathy) and please do not forget to break new grounds, do great exploits whilst ensuring you count your blessings and be grateful for everything. I love you and that’s no joke! 😘🤗❤️


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  1. Unknown27 April 2019 at 22:30

    Grateful people are great people!

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    1. Catherine28 April 2019 at 00:14

      If this isn’t true. Thanks so much for reading. 🙏

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  2. lukmon fasasi30 April 2019 at 10:36

    Nice one Kate.

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  3. Monitoring Mirror1 May 2019 at 01:47

    What can I say to encourage? Thank you for sharing your personal experience with us.

    You know I have much love for you too and I don't joke with your love������

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