MOUTH ACCIDENT.

Hello everyone, trust you had a great night. I thank God for keeping us all through the night, He is worthy to be praised.

Clears throat! So I went for a carol service in my mum's church yesterday, and trust me, I had a good time(lol). I felt at the time I joined the service that God planned it for me as a gift specially from Him to me,don't be jealous; ask for yours too.

Earlier yesterday, my mum had sent me two songs to listen to and know word for word(musically, we call that scoring a song). Honestly guys, I didn't score the songs as I was supposed to. Reason was I had my hands full at my desk, what I did was just to listen to one of the songs so as to be able to sing along. I wasn't self aware that my mum was serious when she told me that I'd be a guest in her own church, and would be leading the two songs(oops!).

Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours and finally, the awaited time came. We got to the Church about 30 minutes into the programme and I was already settled in my mind that I was going to be a participant just like others and probably minister by privileged. Suddenly, my mum faced me and told me to rehearse with her 'good women'(the group of married women in the church). Was I shocked? No, I wasn't. I fainted straightway in my thoughts( I do a lot in my mind, God help me). She even included that I will be leading the two song---Errm, I quickly confessed totally that I could help out with one, but not the two songs. I forgot to say that I had stylishly confessed to mum about the songs, but my clever mum drew out the total truth. Anyways, mum insisted that I still ministered with the 'good women'. You know, I was telling the Holy Spirit my plight, and all the while hoping that HE will in His kindness minister to mum to change her mind and let me watch them minister, but I was in for a shocker. I was given the privilege to read a bible lesson before the women sang.

Then came the time for the bubble to burst, the women were called up for their ministration. I sat down comfortably where I was thinking that my prayer was answered---Suddenly, I was tapped from behind that my mum needed my attention outside. I was shocked when mummy insisted on me ministering with them, I told her of my challenge, but she stood her ground. I tried my baby-mummy bribe, but it didn't work. I finally joined them on the podium; I couldn't help but laugh at myself at the rate of the mouth accidents I had while singing with them. I can categorically say that I learnt the song which was alien to me right there on the stage. I apparently didn't score the songs thus having serious issues with the lyrics of the songs. Oh no, it was terrible.

When it was time for the general praise session to be done, I was too glad to lead them.

I actually learnt again that whatever s worth doing at all is worth doing well.

It is good to be diligent at small and big things.

Okay everyone, I pray us a beautiful weekend, see you all next week Monday when I will be giving you the details of my waka in the course of the weekend.

Remember to tell someone about Jesus and His love. He is the reason for the season.

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