The road to destiny isn't always smooth...at times you may encounter pot holes & get stuck or take wrong turns & become lost...however when you find Jesus & allow him to take over the wheel & be your GPS, he will show you the way to life and truth...

Wednesday, September 06, 2017

Let Purpose Define You, Not People

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He left there and returned to his hometown. His disciples came along. On the Sabbath, he gave a lecture in the meeting place. He made a real hit, impressing everyone. “We had no idea he was this good!” they said. “How did he get so wise all of a sudden, get such ability?” But in the next breath they were cutting him down: “He’s just a carpenter—Mary’s boy. We’ve known him since he was a kid. We know his brothers, James, Justus, Jude, and Simon, and his sisters. Who does he think he is?” They tripped over what little they knew about him and fell, sprawling. And they never got any further. Jesus told them, “A prophet has little honor in his hometown, among his relatives, on the streets he played in as a child.” Jesus wasn’t able to do much of anything there—he laid hands on a few sick people and healed them, that’s all. He couldn’t get over their stubbornness. He left and made a circuit of the other villages, teaching. 
Mark 6:1-6 MSG

Don't be surprised, just because you've made some changes and have become a better person doesn't mean that other people will get it or be able to relate with the new you. There are people that can only relate with you based on your hometown, your past, your mistakes, your profession, your titles, your income, your material possessions, etc.

When Jesus visited his hometown, his childhood friends and family knew that there was something unique about him but they couldn't not receive from him; they couldn't get over the fact that he was "just" a carpenter (his profession) or that he grew up in the same neighborhood as them (his hometown).

Personally, I have discovered this in my own life. Some people will always see me as little Bunmi; you know the people that say "I used to change your diaper when you were a baby" or "I remember when you were this tall" (lifting their hands a few inches from the ground) . There are people that see me as their friend that they used to go clubbing with; or the outwardly quiet girl that they grew up with. However, I am none of the above.

I have friends and family in the city where I pastor, yet many of them have not visited our church. Note to upcoming ministers, this is normal don't be offended. I have come to realize that some people will find it difficult to relate to me as a pastor; but I have learnt to not allow that to get to me. There are people that God has sent me to and they've been able to relate to me accordingly. I also thank God that my husband's and I's immediate families have been supportive, because this isn't always the case.

I also remember when I started this blog, I was so excited to finally have summed up the courage to start. Yet my excitement was short-lived when I discovered that I was not getting as much support from family and friends as expected. But, I couldn't stay there; I had to obey God and focus on the purpose of this blog.

You must come to a place where you walk in the awareness and consciousness of who you; or else, you will allow people, places and situations to define you. It is the creator or manufacturer of something that truly knows the purpose for which that thing was created. You are who God says you are, the purpose for which you were created is your identity.

I am fortunate to be married to both my companion and my pastor. I had to learn how to relate with him on those levels separately. If I just see him as my companion, I won't be able to receive from him as my pastor. This is something that I observed and learnt (I am still learning) from my mentor.

One thing that captivated me about my spiritual parents/mentors is that they knew about my past, yet they refused to define me by it. When I first sat down to speak with them, they addressed me in line with my purpose. They saw me the way God saw me, even though I was and still am a work in progress.

You may be having issues with people accepting the new you or accepting you for who you truly are, but don't be discouraged. You see, people that are not spiritually sensitive can not see you for who you are. Also refuse to be that person, the person that relates to people based on their mistakes or their shortcomings. Choose to love people, when you truly love people, you will see them through God's eyes; you will be patient with them, you will love them thorough their highs and lows and cheer them on along the way (Married folks and ministers, this is especially a word for you).


Surround yourself with people that see you as God does; people that encourage you. Remember it is not everyone that will see you for who you truly are, but never allow that to stop you from being YOU! Keep at it, remained focused on purpose and in no time the world will celebrate you for who you truly are!



You are blessed!



- Bunmi


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Thursday, August 31, 2017

Our Spontaneous Honeymoon

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Hello everyone!

Thank you so much for visiting this space today.

I am so happy to be alive today after going through and surviving Hurricane Harvey. The last few days have been unexplainable. I will share my experience in a detailed blog post soon.

Today, I will continue my personal testimony on life after my wedding day. In my last post, I shared my wedding day experience. Overall, it was a beautiful day however I allowed myself to be distracted by the things that didn't go according to plan. At the end of the day the most important thing is that I was joined in holy matrimony with God's special gift to me.

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As we drove out of the reception venue, I sighed a sigh of relief. Finally 'it' was over. I was exhausted and famished. We were told that we couldn't eat while in the reception hall; I guess for the sake of pictures or whatever. So we were stuck with drinks and snacks; thankfully I had breakfast that morning.

As our driver continued on the rode, he turned to ask us where we were headed. Imagine my astonishment when I turned to my husband and he didn't have a definite answer. He was responsible for planning the honeymoon...big mistake! Prior to our wedding day, I kept asking if the honeymoon plans were set and he would answer in the affirmative. It didn't take me long to realize that planning such things was not one of his strengths. I was too tired to be upset, I just wanted to eat and sleep.

To top it off, I wasn't comfortable; the driver had a passenger in the front seat that we didn't see earlier. Thankfully, my brother in law brought it to our attention and questioned him before we left the reception venue. However, I still wasn't comfortable with this random stranger.

My husband told the limo driver and his friend to drop us off at the Sheraton hotel after spotting it from a distance. "Good choice" I thought to myself. After unloading our things from the car, we said farewell to the limo driver and the random stranger, would suddenly became friendly when we reached our destination. Of course, his sudden change in attitude was in anticipation of the tip he was expecting. My husband paid his dues and they went their way.

As soon as we walked into the lobby of the hotel, all eyes were on us. From the way we were dressed, It was clear that we were celebrating something. After we told the large crowd that we just got married, congratulatory shouts filled the air from people of various nationalities. In that moment, I felt good. I forgot all about the 'old' and embraced the 'new'....yes!!!! I was really married!!!

My husband proceeded to the reception desk to get our room situated as I sat holding my heavy wedding dress in my lap. The hotel staff proceeded to offer us drinks while we waited. It felt good, I felt like a celebrity; the thought, "I can get used to this"  crossed my mind. We finally got a room and it was beautiful. It felt like I was in another country, the hotel facilities were top notch.

The first thing that I did after dropping our belongings, was grab the food that was packed for us. Imagine my disappointment when I realized that the food was cold and their was no microwave in our room; I don't do cold food. Thankfully the hotel management sent us a complementary tray of fruits and some more drinks to celebrate our newly wed status; so that was my dinner.

The telephone in our room rang and my husband was told to come to the reception desk. Although he paid some of the bill already, he was told to put the remaining balance down before we called it a night. When I saw the bill, all the relief that initially felt disappeared; the room was 48 thousand naira (about $250) per night; which was definitely above our budget. We had to start counting our monetary gifts from the wedding, thankfully we had enough for one night.

Needless to say, I couldn't be bothered about anything any longer. I proceeded to take a shower to relieve the stress. And like they say, the rest is history!

You are blessed!


- Bunmi



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Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Who's in your inner circle?


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"Iron sharpens iron; so a man sharpens a friend's character" Proverbs 27:17 (ISV) 

There is a common saying that goes "Show me your friends and I will tell you who you are"; I concur. Towards the end of last year, I was doing some reevaluation; because I wasn't content with the amount of progress that I had made in certain areas of my life. I was determined to make 2017 a HIT, a year to go down as one of my best!

After much prayer and meditation, I realized that I had to reconsider my inner cycle. I can count on one hand how many people I consider to be a friend. I was never one to flourish amongst a "clique" or "squad". So I kept my circle small intentionally. It pained me to have to reconsider certain relationships, I thought that I had figure this friendship thing out; I was proud to proclaim "no new friends". But I was absolutely mistaken!

When I began to sift my inner circle, I realized that some of my friend's bad habits were rubbing off on me. It was very subtle, but it was happening. I noticed that when I spoke to a particular friend, our conversations mostly involved gossip. Although I wasn't an active participate, I enabled her because I was always willing to listen. If someone talks to you about others, they will talk about you to others; I found this out the hard way. And this is when it hit me.

"Do not be misled: "Bad company corrupts good character."  1 Corinthians 15:33 (NIV)

Although I did not find myself gossiping, I realized that my mindset about certain things began to change in a bad way. Your character is an offshoot of your mindset. So I had to protect my character and take a few steps back and setup boundaries.

I spoke to my mentor about what has transpired and she informed me to deal with the issue wisely. I wasn't supposed to cut her off completely; instead I had to transform our relationship from a horizontal one into a vertical one. It is often said that people come into our lives for reasons and seasons and we ought to recognize this in order to maximize these relationships.

Horizontal relationships are relationships in which each party is on the same level and can influence each other accordingly. Vertical relationships are relationships in which one party is on another level, as compared to the other party, and is in the position to positively influence that party (according to Bunmi's dictionary).

Your inner circle should be filled with horizontal relationships. It is only iron that can sharpen iron, wood cannot sharpen iron (in the words of my spiritual father). 

I have a particular vision for my life, as everyone should. And I want friends that can see this vision also; friends that will encourage me, pray for and with me, challenge me and correct me. So I had to rearrange my inner circle, because I wanted to make progress. The process wasn't easy but it was necessary.

What about you?


"YOU CAN NEVER GROW BEYOND YOUR INNER CIRCLE" 
-Bunmi Adebiyi

You are blessed!


- Bunmi



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Thursday, August 17, 2017

Never Be Afraid To Be Alone



Look unto Abraham your father, and unto Sarah that bare you: for I called him alone, and blessed him, and increased him. Isaiah 51:2 KJV
A few weeks ago I went back to my old stomping grounds to attend a friend's wedding. On the hour long drive from the airport to my sister's apartment (my host for the weekend), I drove by places that brought back various memories. From downtown DC where I often frequented during my college days at Howard University (The REAL HU), to the different neighborhoods that I lived and played in during my time in Maryland, to the beautiful Arlington, Virginia where I lived and attended physical therapy school briefly.

While I had some good feelings as I navigated my way through each state, deep down inside I had confirmation that I no longer belonged there. You see when God told me to relocate to Nigeria, one of the reasons why I was disheartened was because I loved the DMV. It was where I 'matured'; I had found God there, I discovered purpose there, I had developed life long relationships there, I had found 'love' and lost it there. The DMV had become an integral part of my life and I couldn't imagine myself living and raising my family elsewhere.

Most of all, the thought of relocating to Nigeria plagued me with the overwhelming fear of being alone. My immediate family and friends were all in the U.S.; and I wasn't the type to make new friends easily. I later came to realize that I had to be alone for a season, because of where God was taking me to. If I stayed in the U.S. I wouldn't be where I am today.

You see if I stayed in that same environment and around the same people, my growth would have been stunted; because I had found my comfort zone. I was doing 'good' according to my books. But God had more in store for me and I had to be alone to see it and enter into it.

During my visit to the DMV, I also realized that I couldn't relate to some people like I used to. Imagine, these people were part of the reason why I never wanted to leave. Words can't explain why, but we are on different levels now; like scripture says, "deep calleth unto deep". I no longer 'fitted in'  and it was okay. Don't get me wrong, I in no shape or form feel that I am better than anyone; I am only in competition with myself. But we just couldn't connect like we used to.

The above scripture kept ringing in my heart after I left the DMV. God reminded me that his Will is perfect and he knows what is best for me. He told me that he called me out of my comfort zone to bless me. And I can confidently day that the Lord has surely been good to me. Just like he was good to Abraham and blessed him beyond measure when he left his father's house to a land that God eventually showed him.

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When it was time to relocate to the U.S. after being in Nigeria for a few years, I secretly wished that I could move back to the DMV. After all we were coming to start up a church and I already had 'connections', so it would be a piece of cake. But when I and my husband prayed, we heard 'Houston'. God sure has the best sense of humor! I was born in Houston but I was raised in New York. My dad tried desperately to get us to move to Houston during my teenage years, but my mom, siblings and I were not having it. I remember saying, "I'll never live in Houston"; I have sure learned to "never say never".

Here I was in Houston, alone again and having to start from scratch with forming relationships, discovering new places and things, jump starting my career, etc. Sometimes the 'aloneness' got to me and I felt like an Israelite, I'd question God in my head, asking why didn't he just leave us in Nigeria where we had become comfortable to an extent; I had reached my comfort zone there. But I should have known better, I should have observed how God has dealt with me in the past and just relaxed and enjoyed the ride.

You see at certain seasons of your life being alone is needed; it is necessary for you to gain access to another level, another blessing or a greater manifestation of the blessing of God in your life. Don't despise your alone seasons, it is a time of grooming and purning, a time of perfecting and maturing, a time of refining and restoring. At times you'd have to walk away from people, places, things, opportunities, careers, etc but never be afraid. The truth is you're never alone because God is always with you!

You are blessed!


- Bunmi



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Wednesday, August 09, 2017

Wedding Day: Not Easily Broken

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Hello!

Welcome back to all my faithful readers!

And a special welcome to all those who are new here. Welcome to Destination Destiny...A space where I share my life and testimonies.

Today I am continuing my testimony on how I met my husband and our journey to 'I DO'. To play catch up, please read precious posts by clicking the 'How I Met My Husband' label to the right of this post.

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In my last post I spoke about my challenges with adjusting to my new role as a Pastor and a Pastor's wife. While that was going on, another role was on the horizon. A role that I've prayed for over and over and over again. It was finally happening!!! I was about to become someone's WIFE!!! Now that it was finally happening, I assumed that it would be smooth sailing onward...however, there were a few more hurdles to overcome.

Unfortunately, the excitement that I always envisioned would accompany this moment was minimal. Planning my wedding was so stressful! I thought that I could brave the storm and plan it by myself, but alas I surrendered about three months to my wedding day. I was exhausted and overwhelmed from arguing with my parents about what I wanted at MY wedding!!! It was also very difficult planning a wedding in another city with our hectic schedules. I was on the verge of eloping and forgetting about the ceremonies...I couldn't be bothered.

I am the first born of my family AKA the guinea pig for new endeavors. So everyone had to chip in their two cents...from my wedding colors, to the food, venues, MC, DJ, live band, etc. Everyone had a "better" option than me. In their eyes, I was a little brat that wanted to have things her way. I later discovered that a typical Nigerian wedding isn't primarily about the couple but their parents and other overbearing family members.

I got tired of fighting and crying so I decided to reach out to a wedding planner. Thank God for her, she was my life saver. I can't quite remember how we met, I believe my husband reached out to her; she is a member of our church. She took over and did an amazing job for a small fee. God took control and we kept experiencing favor left-right-and-center. We basically did not pay full price for anything. People would randomly send us money to help out towards the wedding also, God amazed us!

But the devil was not happy with our impending union; he was really on a mission. And he attacked areas that mattered most to me.

At a time there was tension between my husband's family and my family. It really got to me because I always prayed for peace between both families. The tension extend beyond the wedding day and it wasn't pretty (thankfully it is all history now! yay!)

A month before our wedding, our pastors were involved in a house fire. They were still recovering during our wedding time. Hence, they couldn't marry us (officiate the wedding ceremony). I was devastated. I used to always daydream about them marrying us and how much of an honor it would be. They mean a lot to me and it hurt me that they couldn't be there.

To add fuel to the fire, I found out about a week before my wedding that my dad would not be able to make it. That day, I had just come back from getting some grilled fish from one of my favorite fast food restaurants (TFC). My mom called me to the living room, she and my sisters sat before me looking sober, I should have known that something was up.

When my mom gave me the news, I literally ran out of the room and started crying. I ran to my grandma's room while yelling my brother's name. I told my mom that the wedding was cancelled while she responded "God forbid!" Needless to say, I lost my appetite and cried myself to sleep. For the next few days, I barely uttered a word. And I wore sunglasses to conceal my tears when I was out of the house. I was inconsolable.

How could I get married without my dad being there?!?! I am a daddy's girl at heart; my heart shattered into a million pieces. It was painful to know that my dad was alive but wouldn't be able to witness the wedding of his first child. He wouldn't be there to walk me down the aisle, to tell me how beautiful I looked, to pray for me...nope, there was no father and daughter dance neither. I was devastated and angry at the world.

The days leading to my wedding were beyond stressful; things seemed to go from bad to worse. Family members deserted us (my mom, siblings and I) and we had to take taxis everywhere to sort out the finishing touches. Vendors were stalking us for their payments, we didn't have a house to move into after the wedding (God should up a few days before the wedding and we found a place!), there were no honeymoon plans, this list goes on.

Our traditional wedding was on a Thursday, two days before the white wedding. It didn't pass without its own fair share of drama. But, hey at least we got through it.

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The day had finally arrived, the unhappy feelings still lingered but I made up my mind to put the devil to shame. I chose to dance and smile like everything was perfect. God took all the glory, it was a beautiful day. Our guests enjoyed themselves and it was an extravagant wedding...much bigger than I wanted...A dream come true for my parents.

And of course the devil wasn't finished...There were a few glitches here and there...from my wedding planner calling me the morning of to tell me that the decorations wouldn't work for the reception venue to my mom's friend calling me to ask if her friends could get VIP tables since they were "high class" folks to the zipper of my dress being broken...It took forever to 'fix'... to being told that the limo that we paid for was not working that morning... we were given a small unappealing alternative instead... to running late for the wedding ceremony and getting a call from my uncle with him yelling at the top of his lungs that everyone was waiting for me... to praying fervently that tailor who made my husband and the groomsmen's suits would make the necessary adjustments before the wedding ceremony started...to almost having to find a replacement because the best man didn't show up until a couple of hours before the wedding...to my friends not being able to sing during my wedding ceremony because I forgot to inform the pastor in charge... to not being able to have the song that I wrote for my husband performed because the musician had to leave ... to one of our photographers leaving in the middle of the reception because he got irritated...hmmmm

Needless to say, the whole day was a blur. I really couldn't wait for it to be over. But after it was all said and done, I married the bone of my bone and the flesh of my flesh...some people call it their soul mate...I call him the man God kept for me...God's special gift to me!

And that's all that mattered!

Our union is divine, it was much more than the ceremony. Our union is for a purpose so when things seemed to be falling a part around us, the most important thing was that we were joined together as husband and wife before God and well wishers. The devil couldn't stop that, we got the last laugh!

And though one can overpower him who is alone, two can resist him. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken. Ecclesiastes 4:12 AMP


To be continued...


You are blessed!


- Bunmi



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Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Didn't God Prepare You For This?

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Hello everyone,

It has been a long while and I've sincerely missed this space.
So much has been happening since I lasted posted. But through it all, God has been
good to my family and I!

One of the latest blessings that God has bestowed upon us, is a beautiful baby girl. One Word that describes the process from pregnancy to delivery is GRACE! I will share her story on this blog in the near future.

So I am officially a mother of two! Whoa, it still feels like a dream at times....that is until my precious newborn wakes me up in the middle of the night for yet another feeding or cuddling session...then I know that it is absolutely not a dream but it is REAL!!! *smiles*

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In my last post I continued my testimony on my journey to marriage/ministry, I will continue in this post.

Stay tuned!

You can read precious posts by clicking the 'How I Met My Husband' label.
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Adjusting from being a church member who was still trying to learn the "ropes" to becoming a pastor in such a short amount of time was an interesting experience to say the least. I was also in the process of transitioning from fiance to wife at the same time and planning a big wedding; mind you our courtship was also short (we got married within six months of meeting each other). So there was so much going on at the same time, I was good at juggling it all on some days; however on other days, I was overwhelmed and TIRED!!! Playing so many roles and wearing so many hats at once was intense...In fact, it was beyond intense!

I remember feeling so exhausted and overwhelmed one day after traveling back to Ife from Akure. I turned to one of the young ladies that used to come along and assist us and said, "I am tired!" Her response was epic, she said "Didn't God prepare you for this?" I was rendered speechless, I just nodded and kept it moving. But those words haunted me, it arrested me. I just couldn't complain, indeed God has been preparing me for 'this' for years...I just didn't know what 'this' was going to be.

As I've stated previously on this blog, I naturally do not like the spotlight; I prefer to be behind the scenes. However becoming a pastor left me with no option. I found myself having to speak in front people, counsel people, visit people, preach to people, etc. And of course, I stuck out like a sore thumb. My accent always gave me away, add my dressing and entire 'look' to the equation...and it didn't take long for anyone to realize that I wasn't from Akure.

Here I was, having to adjust to a new environment and set of people. I thought that Ife was 'bad' however Akure was more 'rural' than Ife. I struggled with the thoughts of fitting in or being accepted, but I knew that God sent us to Akure so I sucked it up and kept on going.

I had to ignore the numerous looks... ranging from annoyance to amazement when I picked up the microphone to speak. Some people may have thought I was 'faking it' while others were excited to hear someone speak 'American English'. I never focused on anyone in particular with the fear of being tempted to analyze and determine the purpose behind their stares. I often focused on an object at the rear of the sanctuary and did what I had to do. My primary task that involved speaking in the beginning was to make announcements; I later found myself leading prayer meetings and before long, I was preaching my first message!

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One thing that I discovered early was that being a pastor coupled with being a pastor's wife could be very lonely. Prior to becoming engaged, I had a few friends and a number of associates. However those relationships began to dwindle when I found it difficult to make time to nurture them.

I was very lonely! The congregation members and our assistants looked up to us so much. I slowly saw my playful and more social side diminishing. I had to be 'prim and proper ', all eyes were on me...people were looking up to me as a spiritual role model among other things. And the pressure was intense.

It was tough, I felt like I couldn't be myself. I had fought for so long to be comfortable in my own skin. Here I was, feeling that being 'myself' wasn't acceptable for this new role. I felt like I was being scrutinized left-right-and-center...I even had to watch the way I related to my fiance. I remember one day while at church, I was seating next to him and I leaned over to clean something off of his face. He drew back at the speed of light; I was beyond embarrassed. He later explained that he did not want church members getting the wrong impression since we weren't married yet. I didn't get it but I obliged him... all 'for the sake of the ministry'.


So I had to ask myself: Was I Really Prepared For This???


To be continued...


You are blessed!


- Bunmi



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Monday, May 22, 2017

Purpose, Our Fuel for Life

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Hello everyone,

Thank you for visiting the blog today!
And thank you for your patience with me. I have been extremely busy and I apologize for not being as consistent on this blog as I would love to be. I am learning not to be so hard on myself; my goal is to take it a day at a time as I play the various roles that God has given me.
So today, I want to continue my testimony to my journey to marriage.
If you have not done so already, you can read my previous posts of this testimony by looking to the right of your screen and click on the 'Marriage' label in the labels section.

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In my previous post, I mentioned that  my pastor spoke to my husband  (then  fiance) about starting a new branch of our church in another state (Akure, located in Ondo State).
This occurred in the beginning of our relationship. It was a very tough decision for my husband. A few of the things he considered were: it was the city he grew up in and he was not too fond of it; he was also concerned about getting a good paying job; also we were in the middle of planning our wedding.

For me, I didn't think much of it. From what I gathered, we were just going to be there on a casual basis to help start up the church and then move on with our lives.
But, boy was I mistaken!!!

After taking out some time to pray about it, my husband agreed to go for it. This decision changed our lives forever, we really did not know what we were getting ourselves into. But at the end of the day, it was one of the best decisions we've ever made!

Our relationship became official in December and the inauguration  (church opening) of the church branch in Akure took place at the end of February.

Prior to the inauguration we travelled to Akure (about a 3 hour drive) to meet some of the people that we would be working with and to do some evangelism- publicity for the church.
The weekend finally came for the inaguration and there was so much going on. It was a three day event, by the third day of the inaguration, reality began to settle in. My husband and I were introduced as the pastors in charge of the branch and it hit me. It was really happening! God's strategy of sending me to Nigeria for training in ministry was rather too advanced and 'hands on' for me.

I wanted to take it a step at a time but God had other ideas. As soon as I got engaged, everything changed in leaps and bounds. Before you knew it, people were referring to me as "Pastor Bunmi". That was a tough pill to swallow; in my opinion, there was nothing 'pastory' about me. I was just a girl from America, trying to figure it all out. I was still trying to get my spiritual life up to par, along with many other things.

So the journey began, we had to travel to Akure from Ife twice a week. Thankfully our bosses at work were understanding. We would leavs work early on Wednesday afternoons to be at church by 5:30 pm for bible study. After bible study, we usually had a night vigil that would last until the early hours of the next morning. We would then crashed at the home of our wonderful friends (who took over as pastors after we left).

After a few hours of sleep, we were on the rode again with some church members who came along to asist us. We (my fiance and I) had to hurry back to Ife because we had to attend weekly community development service meetings (CDS). These meetings were part of our NYSC requirements. Staying awake at these meetings were such a struggle for me. I struggled with fatigue and hunger (in most cases, we only managed to purchase snacks on our way back to Ife).

At a point in time, I was elected as the Vice President for my particular CDS group (the Charity group). After much thought, I had to turn over my duties to a friend because I had too much going on.
After CDS, the next stop was always somewhere to get some food and then a well deserved nap; before attending  ministry meetings at the Ife church in the evening.

We would go to work on Fridays and then head back to Akure on Saturdays for evangelism and preparation for Sunday service. After Sunday service, it was back to Ife again.
The times that we spent on the rode was countless...the miles that we covered as we went back and forth were innumerable...but it was Purpose that fueled us and kept us going. It wasn't convenient but it was all a part of the bigger picture of what God had in mind for the purpose of our union.

To be continued...

You are blessed!


- Bunmi



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