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Eeei!!! God has been good to me!!! I have been favoured of God. I have been blessed of God. God has shown me mercy. It's a privilege celebrating two decades and more with my family and loved ones in sound health and prosperity. God has been there from day 1. This makes me remember my favourite worship song...,
“You've been faithful Lord,
From the ages past,
That is why Your name, Oloruko nla
Is forever more!"
This song does something to me all the time I remember it. Right from my birth, the devil had been trying to get to me. My mother said she laboured for 3 days straight. I should be celebrating my birthday at least two to three days before today. She went into labour on Friday and gave birth on Monday morning. I'm not surprised I was named, “Iyanuoluwa" meaning, miracle. It can also mean wonder, but seeing the circumstance surrounding my birth, I choose the former meaning. “Miracle."
(Forgive me if my thoughts are scattered. I'm writing as it comes to me).
When I was 8, I broke my left arm and was on POP for about 3 months. During that period too, during the usual coaching lesson to proceed to the next class, my class teacher beat me so much that he bastardized my other good arm, just because I couldn't answer a question. Well, if you were my parents, what would you have done?? Anything you're thinking is probably what my parents did. The scenario is blurry in my head; I'm sorry I cannot give an exact detail of what my parents did. Moreso, I was still the only child then; my younger sister was still in the womb then. So you can imagine the way in which my parents attacked the matter- in reality, I was still their only child then, with one good arm.
Moving on, the devil almost got me in secondary school as well. I didn't join bad gang though, neither was I such a naughty child. (I've shared it here before, but I'll share it again in case you missed it). What happened was I wrote serious erotic stories. How I never fell into sexual sin, till now, only God understands. When I say serious, I mean, extreme erotic stories (I wrote an article on this some months back. Check out Following God's Will 1&2). I gave my classmates to read then. #50 per reading. That is why today, when I hear people commend my writing, I'm always grateful to God and return the accolades back to Him because na im do am (He did it)! The devil used me very well then, and God is using me in a more excellent way now. I can't begin to recount how many testimonies I've received even from the few write-ups on the blog. It encourages me and I know there's more to come. Not just testimonies, but even prophecies. I have most of them penned down.
What exactly am I grateful to God for?? You may ask. Everything! I am grateful to God for everything! I can't begin to name them. The few scenarios of my life I listed above are in fact, few. There are more and more that I wouldn't want to bore you with. If you've read the first ever post on this blog (I am a believer). I said I'm part of the handful of believers who do not know when they got born again (Yes, we do exist, and there's nothing wrong with it). What's more important is that you have a witness in your heart that your life is in God's hands and that He has accepted you, then you're good to go! If you also know when you gave your life to Christ, the day, month, year and time, you're also good to go! What's my point?? God took me when I least expected. He took my writing skill from the devil and turned it into an anointing for me.
When I got the instruction late 2020 to start writing again, the instruction was majorly, “Writing Christian contents." Nothing secular (what is secular is not necessarily worldly, but something worldly is secular). Secular in the sense that writing a normal story that wouldn't have too much of ‘God' in it and too much of the ‘world' in it- just something in the middle. However, my Father knew the devil could try to spring up again. So what happened, He just told me to make it strictly “Christian content." It wasn't easy then, most people have heard me say this, and till now, I still stand on it that “if it wasn't that it came as an instruction from the Holy Spirit and it's more like a calling for me, I'd have closed down the blog a long time ago before it even started. Let me give y'all gist. It's kinda long but I'll try to summarize (I've probably shared this before, but for the benefit of others who haven't come across it...)
So I've been writing since I could distinguish my left from my right. I've been the best in essays and letter writing since my primary school days. My teachers always commended me. I never had nothing less than 6/7 over 10. Sometimes, my teachers would often ask if I really wrote what I wrote because of how good they said it was (you know all those “how I spent my last holiday," stories... I did formulate stories for them! What happened and what didn't happen during the holidays, I wrote them to my teachers. I've been writing fiction since way back!). I always felt fly and I started writing stories. I wrote stories for years. Only that I finished but one of the books because I forced myself to. Writers can relate to this, and it happened like that because if I'm writing one, and I get inspiration for another, I immediately forgo the one I'm working on and start a new one. Until one day, my mom caught me writing and warned me sternly never to write again because she wanted me to be a science student (now, I thank God we're on the same page). Well, the way she spoke that day really broke me and for about 4/5 years, I didn't write anything. Everything stopped. I switched to watching movies as my hobby. I used to be an ardent reader of books. There are books I've read over and over and over, if not 7 times over. As I stopped writing, my reading habit ended with it. I watched movies the way I read books. In short, my writing career went down the drain.
I was watching a Mount Zion movie with my family on a good Sunday afternoon I guess, and I felt this strong nudge in my heart. I knew the Holy Spirit wanted to speak then. I felt the presence of the Lord so strong as I sat in front of the TV, and I went to pick up my pen and book. The Lord started speaking about writing again, and I wondered how I was going to do it. I started praying that God should speak more and explain things better to me because I'm not really the social media type. I wondered if I was going to be posting my write-ups on my social media handles, but I heard it loud and clear that I “should open a blog." I know next to nothing about about what a blog is all about talk more of what I'm supposed to do it. I started making enquiries. In the process, I contacted a former alumnus of my school fellowship whom I knew was into media; Bro Nelson Vincent (he has been nothing short of a blessing in my blogging journey).
“The Real Christian" wasn't the initial name I wanted to use. I had two to three other names before settling with TRC. One of it was “Best Friends Journals." Best friend as in the Holy Spirit and I, but I felt it just didn't click so I went to pray again, and boom! We have “The Real Christian!" (Somebody shout Hallelujah!!!)
Wait, how did I get here??🤔 Oh I remember now! Yeah, I was talking about writing Christian contents. Well, I asked the Holy Spirit to help me in the journey and after a year I think, I opened the blog; specifically October the 19th, 2021 (I had opened the blog before then, but I was scared, skeptical, and I had a surge of emotions; partly because I'm not so used to the media space and half because it's been donkey years since I last wrote something. And now, I'm not just writing from my head, I'm writing as the Spirit would lead me). The first ever post that was published was “I am a believer" (don't forget to check it out), and so far, it has the highest view on the blog. And by the help of the Holy Spirit, I was able to finish my second novel, but my first ever Christian novel (Check out ‘Hadassah' story when you're done reading this. It's just 7 episodes).
Eei, all that you've read is not what I planned sharing with you, but as per sons of God are led by the Spirit of God, I believe the Lord had me share this on this special day to encourage someone. I must confess, the process hasn't been so easy. No, it hasn't. At some point, I stopped posting for more than 5 months (to catch the stories of why I didn't post, try reading up some posts. You'll get the gist in some of it. Actually, you'll have to read up all the posts to get the full gist, because they're in fragments). Yes the road to blogging as been so rough, but God has been there to hold my hands, and I never let go. Oh no. I didn't let go. I got fed up at some point. I gave up at some point, but the Holy Spirit was there for me in those times to encourage me and pray for me (Yes. Romans 8:26 tells us the Spirit prays for us).
Today, being the 14th of August, I'm glad I'm celebrating another year doing God's will!!! Technically, it's the first year I'm celebrating doing God's will “consistently and with all my heart." So it's more like a fresh start for me than it's a birthday. I'm grateful to all my readers who comment, send in prayers, send in prophecies and even repost the link. I say a big thank you and God bless you!
The next special post you'll get to read again will be on the Blogversary (I mean, the blog's anniversary) coming up on the 19th of October. Something big is coming up then. Oh, TRC is taking the media space! I trust God on that!
You want to wish me a happy birthday, you can send an email to dorcasokeowo2@gmail.com or if you want to gift me, do well to share this link with someone!
Sayonara.
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