josiahgraciousworld

[josiahgraciousworld]

It's been eleven years since we parked out of our formal place( public yard) and relocated to the permanent house that we last saw each other. I thought that it was the end of us and we won't see each other again.

We lived in the same vicinity, everyone around knew we are in a relationship. it was no longer a hidden something both parents are aware of the relationship, we hope to get married someday and promised not to eat the forbidden fruit until when it is ripe.

Chukwudi is a decent, handsome, and well-looking young guy of about 27years old, admired by everyone based on his decency, bravery, and abstract moral principle. As a young man who came from a godly home, raised by godly, respected, and well-known parents in the society, chukwudi has not failed to be guided and conscious of life entirely.

Obviously, we loved each other and hopefully, I'm waiting for the day he will ask me to marry him and we'll forever live together.

After my parents moved out of our formal compound, chuks felt terrible, I also felt the same and never wished we moved out. We don't want to live apart or far off from every other. Chuks cried like a baby the day I broke the news that we are relocating, however, we kept communication going until one year after.

I was head over heels with chuks, deeply in love.

I thought his love for me has no bound, I felt he said he loves me and won't let me go, I was deeply in thought when mum came in and asked me to come and eat that dinner is ready. 

The last time, I had his voice and saw him was when he told me that finally, he will be going to Germany to do his masters just as his dad has early said. But one thing he didn't tell me was that he and his parents will be leaving together to Germany, he didn't even mention to me that they will be selling off their building here in Lagos to live permanently in Germany.

It shattered my heart when I heard the news and I felt like I was going to die knowing that his phone numbers aren't connecting at least to hear his voice.

Two years have passed no call or text from chuks or his family. Each day that passes by I reckoned on the things we shared, and I refused to evacuate those fascinating memories of us being together. So, I lived with the thought that I won't see him again.

 

of course, it might be that he doesn't want me again.

Furthermore, I went to the supermarket to pick a few of my toiletries. On my way going close to the door, I mistakenly hit a guy.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry and I bend to pick up his things only for me to hand over his stuff and I saw chuks standing in the place of the guy.  I was dumbfounded so he was, we were caught in amazement and tightly embraced each other. 

With tears running down from my eyes to my chick, he softly wiped them off and said I'm sorry for keeping you waiting; I'm deeply sorry. We tightly embrace ourselves again and he asks what are mine doing here? I told him I came to keep some stuff for myself. Where have you been? I asked and he said we need to sit and talk.

We took off to sit in a place, with my hands around about his waist and his on my shoulder. He opened his car door and I hopped in.

Chuks and I sat down in a place and he explained everything that happened to him and his family, he said he is very sorry. When he came to Nigeria he looked for me but couldn't find me not until the moment we meant at the supermarket. I told him that I looked for him and have never ceased to think about him and our love.

After a subsequent meeting with each, chuks propose to me and I said yes to his proposal. Not long after the engagement, he came to see my parents for the marriage rights so he can quickly move in with me to Germany. of course, his parents are fully in support of everything and they are waiting for him to bring me home.

The traditional rights were speedily done. We planned on joining the white and traditional wedding together to save time not cost because chuks is already doing well on his own as a man without his parent's fortune. Money is not the problem on his side.

A day for the wedding came and it was held in my church. I was joyous that I will walk down the aisle with the man I love and I believe on his side he is happy to witness this day and forever be with me.

The church is beautifully arranged, 

everyone sitting comfortably with a smiling face. My parents were sitting at the front seat adjacent to chuks parents. The choristers gave me a piece of slow music as I have requested and by my left and right-hand side are my girls dressed in blue slid gown and a red headdress. I walk In between them as they throw flowers to the ground so I can step on them while I walk slowly to the altar

By the time I got to the altar,chuks is already there with his foreign-made suit, waiting for me to walk in. 

And it was time for the joining, we were facing each other with a lovingly smile before someone tapped me to wake up, it was my neighbor's daughter.

Aunty peace, I have been knocking.

You said I should wake you when it's 4:00 pm so that you will help me to weave my hair against tomorrow school.

Ok, please go, I'm coming.

So this was a dream and I almost got married today.

©𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙣.

𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧.

[josiahgraciousworld]

#30dayswritingjourneywithgrace

DAY 2

© GRACIOUS PEN.

Have you seen where a man builds a house single-handedly without the help of laborers?

In the journey of life, we don't run or work alone, at every point in our life we'll need someone that will partner with us in one work of life or the other.

We didn't come out of our mother's womb and become victorious and superheroes.

The wealthy man that lives in your area didn't wake up one day and became wealthy, No.

It was with a process that people got to know about him.

Someone taught him how to make money, someone introduced him to someone that made him direct or indirect of what he's today.

No man can work out his way through the use of his strength, ability, or knowledge.

Today I want to let you know that you can't do it all alone, you just can't work out your way into the presidential seat or office without the need for a man.

You and I need someone.

Who are the people you need to work within life?

First, GOD.

The number one personality you need in life is GOD.

You need God to make a way for you.

The God factor shouldn't be out of your occupancy.

In the book of Ephesians chapter 2 verse 9, it says, Not of works, lest any man should boast.

It's not as a result of your hard work or skill, why take the glory? It boils down to God's mercy on you and without his mercy or this personality in your life, you are heading nowhere in life.

No man has ever succeeded in life without the need or help from God. Even when they tell you it's hard work, my dear, it's God's work.

Of a truth hard work pays, I didn't dispute that fact.

I hope you know with God all things are possible for you to find and get.

Do you still need me to remind you that you need God?

You are heading nowhere without the factor of God. Everything on earth starts and ends with him, you must desire to have him, start with him and end with him for in him lies everything you need about life.

And then you need a MAN.

That can connect you to a man, that knows a man who will help turn your mystery into history.

The struggle of NIN number associated with NIMC is something you can get without stress if you are connected or opportune to have someone that works in that office.

God can't come down to help you, he uses man to work for your good.

He connects you to men that will make you feel like you are in paradise. He is the only one that is standing between you and your connectors.

YOU=GOD= MAN

When you have God you have all.

There are men and there are also men. You need to be connected to men that are men.

Only one man is enough to connect you to a man that can mention you to another man that will introduce you to a man you need in your life or pursue.

[josiahgraciousworld]

[josiahgraciousworld]

#30dayswritingjourneywithgrace

DAY 1.

©𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙣.

The day I start wishing well for people that is when I start doing well.

Funny right?

You might have been wondering if I'm okay or not.

Allow me to take you down the ride.

I am a peace-loving girl if you can find my soft spot we'll roll but if you don't just get ready for my fight every day. 🤣

I'm not a witch but I was acting like a witch.

Stop staring at me.

I never thought of witchcraft.

Backs years, I was so full of life, not myself. 🤓 I wanted to attain high but my mind wasn't acting as though I want to be elevated.

I want to receive congratulations either for a thing done or high attained yet I wasn't doing the same for people neither was my mind acting like the feeling of one who wants to be congratulated.

The feeling is good but the mind is polluted.

They said the change we seek begins with us is not just a rhyme someone can recite without a deep insight of what he's saying.

The same thing applies to singing a song without giving the lyrics proper attention.

My mind was contaminated, it wasn't reformed or inclined to Wisdom.

Something was wrong with my mind.

Of course, the problem with humans is our mind, we have failed to structure it in a way that it will be balanced with the outward impression. it has gotten hold of us.

You see your mind, you need to exchange the pessimistic thought of your mind to an optimistic one.

I grumble, lament, and criticize people's achievements without knowing that success is hard to obtain.

Also, I fail to congratulate them either to type congratulations online or merely wish them offline and if that's done offline it wasn't from my mind.

I thought I was doing myself any good but harm.

Never knew I was obstructing my way.

I became a witch to myself not only to people.

And one day I sat down to reckon on why I haven't been able to get any congratulation handshake or text, not even a call.

While I was discussing within myself, something said to me, maybe it's because you haven't been doing the same for others.

That can be true. 🤔 then and there, I decided to change my attitude.

Thank God for my gift. Proverbs 18:16 A man's gift maketh room for him and bringeth him before great men.

Am grateful to God for the gift of writing.

When the vision was understood and I gave myself fully to the vision, I met writers online and offline, I read amazing content and few books that help in fortifying my mind.

It can be said I went through a transitional period.

After the meeting of writers, dedication to the gift, and the clarity of the gift, my mind was a shift from the formal stage of nasty structure, pattern by me to a favorable mind.

The question is why will you act like a witch when you are not a witch and why will you act like a thief if you are not a thief?

Do you want to be celebrated? celebrate people. if you want to be appreciated you should start appreciating people, etc.

The truth is whatever you'll want people to do to you, start doing them to people.

Well, I started thinking right after the transition period.

my mindset over people's attainment changed and I started celebrating, congratulating men online and offline.

It's reflecting on my life now and people are doing the same for me.

Change your mind and your life will change.

[josiahgraciousworld]

[josiahgraciousworld]

[josiahgraciousworld]

Some are born with a pen and some were given the chance to have a pen.

We are not ashamed to share our secrets, experience, and knowledge.

We are not afraid to tell the world our true-life story.

We spent our money to buy data for research and editing of the work.

Our sleep is limited.

We buy and read books.

We spent time on what we love and can't let go of what we love. We can't let go of our pen.

We work tirelessly each day and night to gather meaningful words by subtracting, multiplying, and adding.

Words are rushing through our minds like a river, we can't wait to share them.

We are careful with our words, yet we don't fail to spice them up for people waiting each day to read. It's not our fault.

We want to make an impact.

We don't want to hold back what we know.

We want to share our knowledge

We are not selfish, and we don't think only for ourselves.

We want your growth.

We want a change.

We want to be heard and be among the famous influential.

We are not tired of what we do.

We are not ashamed even when we are misunderstood, mock, tremble upon, and insulted.

With the abuse, we still smile and echo yes sir/ma, thank you sir/ma, it's not our fault.

Secretly we invest in ourselves to come out the best in public, yet we are mocked by our little flaw.

We attend seminars, online classes, midnight school just to improve in speaking, content creation, and a lot more after the sacrifices we are neglected.

We neglect critics and stand firm.

We were cast down, yet we didn't give up.

You neglected us but we didn't neglect you.

You fail to like and comment on our post, yet we didn't stop writing.

Our pen is bleeding, it's not our fault.

We write a lengthy write-up, it's not our fault.

Ask us not to bathe for a day.

Ask us to skip dinner.

Ask us to avoid fake living.

Ask us to exercise regularly and ask us to pray every day

Please, don't ask us to drop our pen.

Don't ask our pen to stop bleeding.

Don't ask us to stop gathering words together.

We love what we do, It's not our fault.

We have gone away too far to let go.

We want to be a famous writer.

We want to be more like Williams Shakespeare, Agatha Christie, Danielle steel, Leo Tolstoy, John Donne, and Homer, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙩.

©graciouspen