Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Lust is Blind *Book Release*






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For the past few months, I've been feeling quite uncomfortable. I felt extremely heavy and I couldn't place my finger on what the issue was. To top it off, operation snap back seem to be unresponsive even though my daughter is now a year old. At one point, I'd wonder if I was pregnant again. I couldn't get past my tummy that refused to shrink and the weight that refused to come off. When I would tell my husband that I felt like I was pregnant, he'd laugh at me and look at me like I was out of touch with reality.

Thoughts of pregnancy still ran through my mind from time to time, what was going on? After going to my annual women's wellness exam it was confirmed that I was indeed not pregnant. Instead some of my abdominal muscles were separated during the course of delivery, I was told to do certain exercises to help with my recovery. Of course, I shouldn't have been surprised because Aunty Flo aka The Lady in Red came knocking for her monthly visit faithfully.

Yet the pregnancy symptoms of bloating and fatigue did not cease. And then one day it hit me! The Lord reminded me of a project that he laid on my heart last year. Thoughts of this project instantly made me feel overwhelmed; I didn't want to talk about it. But, I listened nonetheless I just refused to comment. Towards the end of every year, I analyze the current year pray and seek the Lord's face for the upcoming year. During that time, the Lord laid it on my heart to write a book. He gave me the title "Lust is Blind". Shortly after that, while listening to different sermons by two different preachers (one of them being my pastor) at two different times, they uttered the words "Lust is Blind” randomly. It caught me by surprise but I knew that it wasn't an accident, it was confirmation.

I began writing the book at the beginning of this year, I set a goal of at least a chapter a day during the weekdays and I was doing it faithfully until I had to plan our annual church's conference. After that, life happened and I got extremely busy. I discontinued my routine and didn't think much about the book. At one point, I considered starting it up again but my laptop got into an accident that involved me spilling water onto the keyboard.

Imagine my shock when the Lord spoke to my heart last month and reminded me about the book. He further went on to instruct me to complete it and publish it within a month. I tried to fight it but I couldn't. I tried to explain that it was impossible to do in such a short time with me working, mothering, wife-ing, ministry-ing, mentoring, etc. I got no response to my argument. One day while driving to church, my husband says to me "I think you should write a book; it came to my heart this morning while praying."  He went on to say other things that rendered me speechless, I knew that God was trying to get a message across to me. So I surrendered and decided to obey.

I spoke to my spiritual parents and mentors about it and they gave me the go ahead...even though I was secretly wishing that they'd tell me to chill...lol...smh! Who was I kidding?!?! The Spirit is one! After sleepless nights, lunch breaks used as writing sessions, arriving to work early to write before it was time to clock in, reaching out to my tribe for last minute help, support and prayers...this is happening! I'm giving birth to my baby! I'm bringing forth God's masterpiece. The discomforts that I felt were labor pains! Now it's time for delivery! A number of emotions are running through my being. But the most prominent emotion is one of gratitude. I'm grateful to God for this privilege to be used as his vessel to communicate his message to this generation. Lust is Blind is a love letter from God to you. It is a chain breaker and burden lifter. It is your key to FREEDOM! It is God's plan for you to live the life he designed for you! In two days, you'll have access to this treasure! GET READY!!!






With lots of love,



- Bunmi Adebiyi


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Monday, August 20, 2018

Shapes, Sizes and Surprises

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Being a stay at home mom/housewife wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. Having to cater to my daughter's needs every second, keeping the house clean, cooking, keeping up with blogging, keeping up with extended family and friends and praying/interceding for a number of hours daily was a lot. At times I felt like a shadow of myself; everyday became a long-boring-tedious routine. I missed my friends that still lived in Maryland; I missed having a social life. We only had one car so when my husband was at work, I was stuck at home. The best I could do was to take my daughter to the park since it was walking distance; me not being a fan of the heat, didn't help matters, we spent more time at home than the outdoors.

I had also gained a lot of weight; the baby weight stuck on way after the baby was delivered. I wasn't happy about it, but I found myself too exhausted to do anything about it. I was also breastfeeding, I was told that it would help with losing weight but I found myself eating more. It seemed like I was always hungry! The extra pounds made me uncomfortable; it affected the way I dressed. I remembered when I first got married; I would make efforts to look 'appealing' before my husband came home from work. However, during my housewife days I found comfort in loose fitting clothing. My husband never complained but it bothered me.

About a month into moving into our new place, our spiritual parents (pastors) came to visit us. It was so good having them around. I was glad that we had a comfortable place for them to stay when they came. We had an awesome time during their visit; it was refreshing and rewarding. One day while we were chatting with them, they asked us what things were coming to our heart about doing ministry in the U.S. We shared the impressions that we had on our hearts and they made comments; mainly agreeing with us. Then they hit us with a BOMB! They told us that they were praying and God laid it on their hearts for us to start the church ASAP.

They asked for a response and we both basically started rambling; yet we agreed. A couple of weeks after that, we had our first service in our living room. There were 8 adults and one child (our daughter) in attendance. The service was awesome; it was obvious that it was time for us to start. Even though we didn't feel like we were ready; we were still trying to settle in and determine our new rhythm. But God had other plans, and it was wisdom to go with his flow and not our feelings. It became clear that God work out the house situation for this reason also; it was all starting to make more sense.

Shortly after that, I decided to stop making excuses and start work out and eating healthier. It started off slow but I kept at it. I also stopped breastfeeding after my daughter turned one so I couldn't blame it on the baby any longer. I messed up by overeating during the holidays- thanksgiving and Christmas but I got back at it once the New Year kicked off. Making efforts to lose weight gave me something else to focus on; I was always between being bored and being overwhelmed. I felt stuck and I just wanted to more forward career wise and financially but I had to sit still and obey; that was hard, because I liked to be in the move. To me then, "no movement meant no progress"; I had to learn to be still and trust God. I had to learn to enjoy every moment because they wouldn't last. I had to learn to focus on my daughter, being able to stay with her and watch her grow was something that I'd come to appreciate later on. I had to learn that I wasn't defined by a job title but by a purpose which consisted of specific tasks/assignments per time.

On most days, I made the best of it; on other days, my feelings got the best of me.



With lots of love,



- Bunmi Adebiyi


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Monday, August 13, 2018

A Tough Pill to Swallow

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In today's post, I talk about a tough decision that I had to make after getting an interesting instruction from God. My pastor always says, "There's one battle that you should never win and that's choosing your Will over God's Will." In this season of my life, those words served as a guide. I had to forgo my desire to be independent for total dependence on God!

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Moving into that house was the perfect birthday gift to me. I was amazed by God and overwhelmed by how he sorted us out. What an awesome God! About two weeks into moving in we were celebrating my birthday in grand style; I was on cloud nine! A couple of months prior was our wedding anniversary; we were low on cash so we couldn't do much to celebrate. We ended up at Popeyes (a fast food restaurant). It was a humbling experience, I initially was tempted to be sad but I didn't allow myself to go down that path. So there we sat and eating our fried chicken, biscuits and fries. God was still good; we still had a reason to celebrate.

Now here we were barely two months later and we were able to afford celebrating my birthday at a Brazilian steakhouse. God provided for us; he multiplied what we had and he granted me the desire of my heart. It was a milestone birthday for me and l wanted to celebrate! And celebrate I did!

After settling into our home, I started thinking about starting work again. I loved staying home with my daughter and being able to cook different types of meal, etc. But I was ready to interact with other adults, make friends and jump start my career; so I started applying for jobs more aggressively. When I would apply for jobs; I would feel unsettled and I had no idea why. The application purpose was also tedious and stressful. After submitting tons of applications, I would get frustrated because I never got any call backs or invitations for interviews. At one point I felt like my degree was irrelevant; many of the jobs I applied for, I was overqualified for. I had become desperate and started to settle.

After a few months, I eventually was invited for an interview with an internationally recognized organization; I was ecstatic! The first step was a video interview. I did all my research and ensured that I was ready. I was also able to put my daughter to sleep during that time, so it worked out perfectly. After the initial interview, I was invited for an in person interview with a panel. Prior to then, I had to get people to provide references for me; that was a process in itself as I was given a short amount of time; and it had to be done via their online database. It felt like I had to chase a couple people around and send frequent reminders but thankfully they came through in time.

Before the in person interview, I went shopping for interview appropriate attire and accessories. Everything seemed to be working out well as my husband was off from work on the day of the interview; so he was able to watch our daughter and drive me to the location. I informed my pastors and asked for them to pray along with me for favor. I was determined to come back with that job! The interview went very well; I could see myself working in that office. After a few weeks, I got some not so good news...I didn't get the job; I was crushed. I replied the interviewer's email thanking her and asking for feedback from the interview. She replied by stating that I interviewed very well but they decided to go with someone that had more experience.

I was discouraged for some time; I was used to being independent; I had my first job at the age of 16. I wanted to be able to contribute to our family financially; I was tired of not being able to buy certain things that I wanted. I started to pray and ask God what was going on; I felt like I was stuck in one place- I wanted to start my career and I wanted my daughter to start daycare so that she could socialize with children her age, etc. One day my pastor called me and told me that he had a word from the Lord for me. He said, "Do you think that you haven't gotten a job because there's no job out there for you?"; “God wants to use you in this season to begin to intercede for the ministry and other things that he'll lay on your heart.”

Those words hit me hard but they resonated within me. I didn't want to accept it but deep down within I knew it was true. So I decided to obey and retire from job hunting. It was hard; I didn't even know how long I'd have to do this new assignment. My pastor just told me that it'll be in two phases and after the first phase, I'll get a job. I couldn't explain to my parents, siblings and friends what was going on. When they asked about job hunting, I would just ask them to keep me in their prayers. So there I was every day, spending a specific amount of hours in prayer. I would pray for the church that we'd pastor in Houston, for the nation, for souls, for people, etc. It wasn't always easy but I made an effort to do my best with the help of the Holy Spirit and I was accountable to my pastor.

I was now on God's payroll; I was employed by him and about his business. I had to learn that God was my source and depended on him for everything. I couldn't afford to focus on what was available or not enough; I needed to use my faith for even the minutest things. My husband did his best; he was absolutely supportive during this time. Even though he disliked his job, he was committed to ensuring that we were well taken care of. He went above and beyond and encouraged me throughout the process. The assignment lasted for about a year...I never expected that! And when it was complete, God hinted to me that it was time for me to get a job. And the way God did it was a testimony!

With lots of love,



- Bunmi Adebiyi


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Monday, August 06, 2018

God Still Does Miracles


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My husband's first job was a far cry from what he used to; practicing as a medical doctor in Nigeria...then having to work an 'odd' job in America wasn't exactly part of his/our America dream. But we learned how to celebrate small victories no matter how minute they seemed. Some income was far better than no income; we were one step closer to independence.

We were eventually able to purchase a car; my husband decided to purchase it from an auction, however I had some reservations. We got a good deal...or so we thought. You know what they say when something appears to be "too good to be true"; we later found out that the car's transmission was bad. The owner of the car was supposed to inform us but obviously he didn't. Our hopes were dashed; we had spent the remainder of our savings on that car. We asked for estimates and we were told that it'll cost more than we paid for it to fix it; we couldn't afford it. So we managed the car that couldn't go faster than 50 miles an hour until we couldn't drive it anymore. Some days I would be so upset with my husband; if only he'd listen to me...with time I got over it; and decided to focus on better things.

After some time, my dad's childhood friend gave us his vehicle to use for a few weeks. Oh Lord… it was an old white minivan without an AC. Not having an AC in Houston during the summer is a tragedy. I also hated minivans with a passion; my father owned a number of them while growing up and I vowed to never own one when I had a family....go figure! I'd be so embarrassed while driving the car; every time that we went to places where we knew people (i.e. church); I'd try to avoid people or stall until they were out of sight before proceeding into the car. I would feel especially sorry for our baby because of the heat; but once again an old ugly minivan given to us as no cost was better than no car.

My aunt was so lovely; once my husband started getting paid we offered to help out with the bills on numerous occasions but she'd turn the money down; she’d say that we were her children and that she couldn’t take money from us. We tried our best to our part, we would contribute to some groceries and I did most of the cooking and cleaning. We began looking for our own place shortly after my husband started work; with his income at the time, our options were very limited and not appealing. The places that we could afford at the time were in low income and unsafe communities. The first real estate agent that I contacted told us that with a budget of $1000-$1200 a month, it'll be impossible for us to find something decent. We found another agent and the places that she showed us were horrible.

One day, I woke up frustrated; I had enough at that point. I remembered that I prayed and made confessions before relocating to the U.S. I knew that God heard me and I refused to settle. I took some time out to pour out my heart to God and I was specific. I remembered always thinking to myself that I didn't want to raise my children in an apartment. I grew in an apartment and stayed in various apartments after I left home for college. I wanted space...I wanted to be an owner...I wanted more and during my time in Nigeria, I was taught about faith and that it wasn't a crime to desire good things.

God sure does answer prayers!

..... The heartfelt and persistent prayer of a righteous man (believer) can accomplish much [when put into action and made effective by God--it is dynamic and can have tremendous power]. JAMES 5:16 AMP
Prior to that day, my dad told me that he would speak to someone that he knew in Houston. He was also a relator; before then my dad had not spoken to him in years. I didn't think much of It because all the relators that I've spoken to prior to then didn't have any good news. Later on that day, my dad called me and informed me that the realtor might have a place for us; I was told to call him a.s.a.p. My husband was still at work so I was hesitant to call without discussing it with him. But I decided to go ahead. Lo and behold, this realtor actually had great news!!!

He started by asking me a few questions, such as whether or not we had an income and how much our budget was. I forgot to mention that my husband had gone for an interview for a higher paying job a few days to this. The day before the interview, our car started acting funny and when he tried to switch to my aunt's car; the tire went flat and it seemed almost impossible to simply replace the tire even with my cousin's help. I was already discouraging him from going; he didn't want to go neither but he got a referral from my aunt's friend and he didn't want to seem ungrateful. The location for the interview was about an hour away and I was so nervous about him driving alone. After it was all said and done, he was off and I stayed home praying for a miracle.

So when I informed the realtor about the possibility of my husband's new job, he felt more comfortable since it was a job with the state and his wife retired from the same position a few months prior. He proceeded to tell me about the house that he just put on the market a few minutes before my dad called him. He said that the owner of the house worked with the federal government and was called suddenly for a job assignment outside of the country and he needed wanted to rent his house while he was away. The house was a two story house, four bedrooms with two and a half bathrooms and it was fully furnished!!! He stated that after he placed the ad online, he had been getting calls for left, right and center. Some people were even offering to pay more or pay the rent in advance instead of on a monthly basis.

He asked if I was interested and I told him yes! He then asked when we wanted to see it; I honestly didn't care to see it...the deal was unbelievable. I informed the realtor that my husband wouldn't be back from work until the evening; he went ahead and set an appointment up for us to meet with the owner that evening. The excitement of the news knocked the tiredness out of my husband's body. When we arrived at the house, we were overwhelmed. It was beautiful; it had flat screen TVs, high quality furniture (some were brand new), etc. I had so much peace about the home.

When we got there, we met another lady...She wanted to rent the house also, she offered to. Pay us off but we declined. After speaking to the owner, he said he felt comfortable with us staying there; his only request was for us to take good care of the house. We drove home rejoicing and in awe of God, the fact that we didn't have any A.C. no longer phased us. Over the next couple of days, we had to fill out paperwork, and pay some fees: the security deposit and the first month's rent.

My husband was offered the new position during that time as well. He was scheduled to start a paid training shortly after. To top it off, he connected with a childhood friend during a church conference some weeks prior; his friend had been asking him to come see him at his office but something always came up. Eventually they met up and his friend told him that God laid it on his heart to give us a sum of money....look at God!!! When it was all said and done, we were able to pay the fees a few days to our move in date. It felt like a dream that I didn't want to wake up from! After five months in Houston, we finally had a place to call our own. It was a house! Not an apartment....just like I prayed for! It was actually much then I prayed for!
 ....and houses full of all good things which you did not fill, and hewn (excavated) cisterns (wells) which you did not dig out, and vineyards and olive trees which you did not plant, and you eat and are full and satisfied,  DEUTERONOMY 6:11 AMP

The realtor was shocked; he kept saying “Wow! You guys must have been praying…your parents must have been praying…other people must have been praying; look at how your dad called me  just when I put the house up…this can only be GOD!”


When the Lord turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream. Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The Lord hath done great things for them.  The Lord hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad. (Psalm 126:1-3 KJV)

IT IN FACT WAS GOD! GOD GOT ALL THE GLORY!!!

To be continued…



With lots of love,



- Bunmi Adebiyi


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Thursday, July 26, 2018

A New Dawn

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Days turned into nights and multiple nights became frustrating weeks. The wait was long and hard and tiring. Have you ever felt like God has forgotten you? Well, that's how it felt...even though we knew it was far from the truth. At one point, I thought "God why did you bring us here? We were comfortable in Akure."  Go figure...I was sounding like a modern day Israelite! I knew better but I was allowing my current situation to dictate my thoughts and I had to snap out of it. If anything, I had to be strong for my daughter.

Before our relocation, I had spent months praying and confessing God's Word. By faith, I  had already received our fully furnished house, brand new cars, great jobs, awesome church members and the list goes on. Plus I was an American citizen with a master's degree, I was certain that everything would fall into place in no time. i never expected the wilderness experience or the silent season; no I didn't expect my faith to be tested. After all we came to America willingly and obediently via God's instruction. We came for the sake of purpose and we knew that God would take care of us; but we weren't prepared for the lessons that we had to learn in the process.

We tried to make the best of it; going to the grocery store, the donut shop and church when we had access to a car were the highlights our days. Despite the circumstances that surrounded us, we were not hopeless and we were beyond grateful to be together as a family. God had been too good to us; so our aim was the major of the goodness of God and minor on our situation.

One day, my husband woke up and said that he was going to go get a job. I was astonished but I didn't dare try to stop him; the determination in his eyes kept my mouth closed. I went ahead to encourage him and secretly prayed that his efforts wouldn't be in vain. When he told me that he was taking the bus, I was worried because the last time he tried that it took him three hours to find his way home from a place that was just 15 minutes away from home.

I called him a few times to check on him and he kept reassuring me that he was okay; and I went about my day. My uncle told him about a agency that could assist him with to temporary job placement; so he set out on a quest to locate their office. Unfortunately when he finally arrived at the location, he was told that only did placements for administrative/office jobs; and with him being a foreign trained medical doctor, there wasn't much that they could do for him. He left that place discouraged, not knowing that God had other plans.

As he was walking back to the bus stop, he passed by a gate where he saw people gathering. He made eye contact with a man as he was directing people to a door; he said to my husband "You're looking for a job right?" My husband was surprised but quickly answered in the affirmative. The man then directed him inside a room where representatives of the company were conducting interviews on the spot. He sat waiting for his turn not knowing what the job description was. When it got to his turn, he was asked some questions; the interviewer liked his responses and hired him right then and there! She proceeded to ask for his application and other documentation, it was then that she realized that he never applied. She asked him how he got into the room and he told her that someone outside of the gate led him in. She was shocked but it was too late, he was already hired!

He left home determined and came home with a testimony. It didn't go the way he planned but it went the way God intended it to...talk about prepared places and God's favor! Indeed be never forgets his own; he always with us...even in the midst of hard times. Those times aren't designed to crush us; they're designed to build us up and establish us. From that day forth we began to see the light that was always within the tunnel; God began to open doors for us in astonishing ways.

To be continued...

With lots of love,



- Bunmi Adebiyi


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Tuesday, July 17, 2018

On the Verge of Weary

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Before I left Nigeria, my husband and I both took some time to pray about where God would have us settle when we arrived in America; we both knew that there was geography in destiny- we had to be at the right place at the right time. After taking time out to pray individually, we both heard 'Houston' and we came to a consensus. I personally wanted to return to Maryland, I felt like starting a ministry there would be "easier" since I had friends that would probably be willing to help out, etc. Plus, I had falling in love with the state, so many memories were birthed there. But atlas, God was leading us to a city where I once said I couldn't never live!

 A city where I was born and lived until my family relocated to N.Y.. A city that was just good enough for summer vacations; my siblings and I would visit our cousins almost every other summer...it was cool for short-term stay but we fought our dad relentlessly (my mom being the ring leader) when he pleaded with us time and time again to move back to Houston. "Its too hot there"; "Its too slow paced"; "The Houston accent sounds funny"; "We don't like the type of music they listen to"; We have more varieties of food here." ....The list was endless, eventually he gave up the pleading and we stayed in NY.

However, I had gotten to a point where I knew better. So I accepted the destination without much struggling. If God brought me too Nigeria and turned my life around; I could only imagine what he was set to go for, with and through us in Houston! Plus one of my closets friends and cousin lived in Houston, so I wouldn't be lonely. We arrived back to N.Y. after our ministration in MD and we had to make a decision. One day my mom beckoned me to her room and asked what our plans were. She encourage me to leave NY as soon as possible so that we can settle down. My cousin was getting married in about a week and half from that time in Houston. My husband and I decided that it was the best opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. So we booked our one-way flights to Houston.

We were running low on cash and the question of where we'd live came up over and over again from different people. We had no idea but we trusted that God will make a way since he told us to go to Houston. The plan was for me to get a job asap and put our daughter in daycare while my husband got accumulated to his new environment for a few weeks. My cousin that was set to get married offered for us to stay with her but I told her that it wasn't a good idea; she was about to be a newly wed and we didn't want to invade their privacy. My mom offered to call her older cousin and asked if we could stay with her and her husband; I was hesitant, but before I could turn down the offer, my mom already called and asked if we could stay for a month.

In the back of my mind I thought "one month is too long" . I had already started applying to jobs in Houston and I was trying to connect with people who could help me get my desired position in the Public Health field. I was certain that I would find something without any issues. Fast forward to about two weeks after my cousin's wedding; my husband and I were beginning to get weary. We had no car, there were no job leads and our money was running low. Having to depend on others to get from point A to B was so inconvenient; living in Houston without a car is a tragedy - you can't get too far. The public transportation is very limited; the taxis were unreasonably expensive and it was just too hot to walk. So we were bored and on the brink of being hopeless. Shortly after this, I got a job offer but declined because the pay was too low.

My aunt was an awesome host she tried her best to make us feel comfortable. However, I struggled with being a married woman and a mother and having to live with another family; it bruised my pride. And I felt like my daughter deserved better. I think it affected my husband more but he did a good job attempting to hide it. He would be very quiet and lost in thought at times, I know it hurt him as a man to not to be able to "provide" for him family. I tried to cheer him up but I also needed some cheering up; thankfully our pastors and families were always a source of encouragement and support and we made the best of the situation. In that season, we later discovered that God was trying to teach us something. We had to go through it so that others didn't. It was a part of our testimony; It was a part of our ministry.

With lots of love,



- Bunmi Adebiyi


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Friday, July 06, 2018

Our Family: Redefined

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Becoming a mother, bestowed so much responsibility on me. After giving birth to my first child, it dawned on me that I was responsible for how her life turned out. I must admit that I was afraid initially; I often wondered if I had it in me to lead her aright...thank God for the Holy Spirit. I wanted to do my best so that she could be her best. After I became a Christian, I realized that most of the issues that I struggled with over time stemmed from my childhood. It is a beautiful miracle when we become born again; we become brand new, our past being inexistent. However, I had major issues that I had to deal with by God’s help; and it took time. I believe that every good parent wouldn’t want their children to go through the bad things that they did...I didn't for sure!

               So here I was in my parent’s house, hogging my child all to myself. At this point, I have set up certain boundaries for myself. I was cautious about what I watched on TV, the music that I listened to, etc. In my own home in Akure, there was an atmosphere that myself and my husband had cultivated and it worked for us. Naturally, I wanted to recreate that atmosphere for my daughter. I was mindful about the power of exposure; every show, movie, song, etc. has some sort of inspiration behind it. Even though my daughter was a new born, I knew that it was possible for her to absorb many things. However, it was a bit tough because it wasn’t my house; the best that I could do was control the bedroom that I slept in. My parents and siblings started to complain about not being able to spend time with their granddaughter/niece outside of my bedroom. And to be sincere, I needed a break from time to time. It was hard for me to explain why I was keeping her in the room; I didn’t want to sound or seem super-spiritual. I eventually allowed them to spend time with her outside the bedroom while I did other things (i.e. exercise, pray, relax, etc.).

                   I was slowly learning to make the best of the situation as I awaited my husband’s arrival. I was seriously looking forward to having him around and raising our daughter together as we’ve planned. Fast forward to three months later, my husband finally arrived in the United States! I couldn’t contain my excitement. I spent most of the day cooking and preparing for his arrival. His flight was delayed for some time but the time had finally come! He was going to meet his daughter for the first time!!! And we were going to be back together after being a part for six months! When we locked eyes at the airport, we were both all smiles. My daughter….our daughter, naturally warmed up to him; it was a beautiful sight to behold. After all the prayers, sleepless nights, tears from missing him and countdowns we were together as a family! It was freezing cold as we exited the airport because it was winter time in NY; but in my heart it felt like Spring and Summer time all at once; I was beyond happy.

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After spending all day cooking, you would think that my husband would want to eat what I cooked. Instead, he requested for a burger…he wanted an American meal. For the rest of the evening, we were playing catch up; as he and his daughter bonded, she couldn’t keep her eyes off of him. It was official! She was a Daddy’s girl! A few weeks prior to my husband’s arrival, the youth ministry of the church that I attended before returning to Nigeria invited us to come and be a part of a panel for a Valentine’s Day event that they were hosting. We gladly obliged. When I was single, I always hosted a Valentine’s Day event for the teenage church; I was a teacher and eventually became a leader. It amazed me how I was doing the same thing after marriage; it felt good to be doing it with my husband. I’ve always loved to talk about every LOVE: relationships, marriage, etc.

               Off we went a few days after his arrival, going about our father’s business with our three month old baby. Getting from NY to Maryland was not a walk in the park. We had to pack extra bags because of the baby (it was our first time traveling with a baby); it was extremely cold outside, getting from point A to B was a pain (we were obviously not prepared for the weather); we almost missed our bus, we found ourselves running with luggage and a car seat in tow…it was not fun. The bus ride was smooth over all; our baby was well behaved throughout the trip. When we arrived in Maryland, it took us a while to locate our ride, for some reason we couldn’t seem to find one another. When we eventually located our ride, we were relieved. I couldn’t wait to get into our hotel room, I was exhausted!

               We finally arrived at our hotel room and it was beautiful. We awaited my sister’s arrival as she was to bring us dinner. Dinner took longer than expected and we were hungry but we tried to focus on enjoying the moment; it felt good to be alone (just the three of us). When dinner arrived, we ate so fast! And it was good! Afterwards, we proceeded to make plans for the rest of our stay; we would only be there for the weekend. But we had so many people that we wanted to spend time with us. The next day was also Valentine’s Day! Our first as parents! My sister volunteered to watch our daughter while we went out for lunch. The weekend went so fast, we had lunch together on Valentine’s day, I went to go see a friend in the evening; the next day was church service and then we had the ministration shortly after (which went well); afterwards we were invited to dinner by one of the church members…we could barely eat as we were stuffed from eating all day. The following morning, we were on our way back to NY. And that’s how our journey of doing life and ministry together began in this part of the world. It was indeed a new experience! 

With lots of love,



- Bunmi Adebiyi


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