New blog segment- OOTD: Summer!

One thing that really gets to me these days is the way people dress. Nudity has become the new trend. It's almost as though people believe you can't look good and fashionable until you show some skin. Even people who are supposed to be christians are joining the bandwagon, forgetting that their bodies are His temple (1 Corithians 6:19) and conforming to the world, rather than being transformed by His Word (Romans 12:2)

 

In this new segment on my blog tagged OOTD- Outfit of the Day, I aim to show outfits that we as christians can wear and still look good and fashionable without being indecent. I know I'm not the most fashion forward person, but I believe, I do make an effort, sometimes. Lol.

 

My first feature is a summer collection, hope you enjoy it!

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P.S- This first post features just me, but going forward, I'll like you to feature you in it too. So please send me pictures of you looking fashionable and standing for Christ.

 

A pink floral maxi dress and black bulero

Black maxi skirt with pleats, fitted orange lace top and black fold-over jacket

A white tee, grey jacket and grey jeggins/jeans

A blue printed tee



Shorts and a matching Polo

Black polka-dot jumpsuit and a white bulero



Green blazer, matching earrings and neck-piece

Just a very casual summer look.





Short Story: We're Getting Married 2

It was 8:15am and I had been waiting for Toby to pick me up to his church on that Sunny  Sunday morning. He invited me to the special Youth event at his church in Romford. The event saw all youths take over the church that Sunday and do everything including giving the sermon. At this point, we were still 'just friends' well, kinda. Ok, I'll explain

He had already asked me to be his wife (not even girlfriend) four weeks after we met. In all honesty, that word- wife- scared me. Prior to this, I had always thought I had been preparing myself for marriage and all that was left was for my husband to show up. But when that became a reality, surprisingly, I freaked out. I liked Toby, no doubt and I was certain he was "the one". The Holyspirit had told me this and I even got confirmations through my best friend and my mum, but still, I had not said yes to him. Why, you ask?

Well, I guess a part of me just wanted him to 'work' for it. You know, I wanted to look back 10 years and be able to say I made him wait 3 months before I said yes. You can blame it on my ego, oh yes, girls have egos too. Each time he asks, my response would always be- "I'm praying Toby, I'm praying". After I gave him the same response when he asked last week, he looked straight into my eyes and said in the most romantic voice ever "take however long you want, but just so you know, I'm not leaving". My heart literally melted when he said this.

After waiting about 15 minutes for him to pick me up for church, he finally rang me  "Hey dear, please can you walk to Norwood Junction, we're running late". "Err okay, I'll just change to my flats". I replied as I hurriedly left my house. There was no way I was walking up that hilly road wearing 6inch heels. We got to Norwood Junction about the same time and he sped off as soon as I got into his car.

He explained he had a wardrobe malfunction that morning, hence, his lateness. I took a quick glance at him and said "well, the final product is impressive". "Tee, did you just give me a compliment?" he asked in a rather surprised manner. "Yes or does it not sound like one?" I replied. "Well, no, I mean yes, but this is the first compliment you've ever given me and I mean ever" he emphasised. "Ohh Toby, that's a lie. I'm sure I've given you several compliments" I said as I began thinking hard on one. I couldn't really think of any, so just before he got a chance to ask me to remind him of one, I said "well, maybe not. But that's because you always look good", I said with a cheeky tone. The thing is, with Toby, I had been overly cautious not to give away that I was head over heels in love with him, but then, I think I overdid it and he even began to doubt whether or not I was actually into him at all. "Well, one thing is certain today, I shall be walking extra tall. The most important lady in my life thinks I look good" he said jokingly as we pulled up at Trinity Chapel, his church.

The service was amazing and it was time to go home, but Toby wasn't ready to leave just yet. He wanted to introduce me to his pastor and his wife. It appeared he had told them so much about me and the pastor's wife, pastor Ruth even asked to speak to me privately. She was very friendly, but also asked lots of questions, including when I planned on saying 'yes' to Toby. We both laughed when she said that. "Well young lady, Toby, Pastor and I have all prayed about you individually and collectively and we have peace about it. But don't let that put pressure on you, until you're sure and you've heard God for yourself, don't move an inch, okay?" she advised. A part of me wanted to tell her I was sure and God had spoken to me directly, but I decided against it.  "Thank you very much Pastor Ruth and it's been a pleasure meeting you" I said as we hugged each other. Finally, we were ready to leave.

"So how was the service?" Toby asked as we drove home. "It was brilliant, I enjoyed every bit of it. Well, except for the part when the ladies from your youth group almost killed me with their eyes as soon as they found out you invited me, especially the slim one in the red dress" I smiled. "Hahaha, you're funny Tee" he said. "Wait until I actually tell them we're official" he continued. "And when are you planing on doing that?" I asked with a huge grin on my face. Immediately, Toby pulled over and spoke slowly as he asked "are you...saying we are now...official?" I gave a huge smile and hugged him as I said "yes". With tears in his eyes, he said "let's pray darling, I want us to start this with God".

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Short Story: We're getting married.

I walked back home from work that evening, extremely tired and miserable. My manager, Lee had been  especially horrible to me all through the day; changing the deadlines that two of my reports were due by, without even having the courtesy to inform me earlier and then coming to me just before close of business to inform me. It was the worst day I had had in a long time.

 I decided to stop by the Fish and Chips shop- the last thing I could imagine doing when I got home was cooking. Guess what? The shop was closed! You can only imagine my rage at that point.
"I hate living in this so called posh areas. How is it that there is only ONE fish 'n' chips shop and it closes at 10pm? I fumed as I wondered if the day could get anymore worse. But hey, I was wrong. Less than 2 minutes to my final destination, some man in a white Range Rover thought it nice to ask me for directions to an area I've only lived in for two weeks? Oh you guessed right, I gave him a piece of my mind and stormed off.

Fast forward three weeks after that incident and I was out visiting a client site. Oh, I forgot to mention, I'm a Management consultant. My iPhone battery was flat and I stupidly did not copy off the address to where I was going before my phone went off. Having said that though, it was Canary Wharf and someone was bound to know where KPMG was, I thought to myself.
"Hi, sorry to interrupt you, but do you know where KPMG is? I asked two men sat in Wasabi having what seemed like lunch, a rather early lunch I'd say as it was only 11:46am. But that's besides the point.
"Oh no, that's fine. KPMG is just round the corner. Take this exit and..." suddenly he stopped and began starring at me intently.
"You look really familiar, have we met? He asked me.
"Err, I wouldn't have thought so. But it's...." he cut me off before I finished.
"Oh yes I remember" he started off. "Look how the tides have turned now? I can't believe you'd ask me for directions". I was completely lost. I had no clue what he was on about.
"I'm not quite sure what you're referring to?" I smiled.
"Well, three weeks ago? In Brentwood? Late at night? White Range? Directions?" he replied.
Immediately, it all came rushing back. I remembered vividly what he was talking about.
"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. I had a particularly bad day. I'm not like that, I promise" I was genuinely sorry.
Long story short, he made me give him my contact number before he carried on with the description to KPMG. Truth be told though, I wanted to give it to him.

Toby (yes, that's his name) was is every inch a gentle man. Pull out chairs for me on dates, hold the door open while I walked majestically into his car and most importantly- he was a tongue-speaking, Spirt-filled born again Christian. I had one thing against him though, he has this 'I know best attitude'.

I mean the other day, on our way back from dinner on a Friday night. I advised him to go through the B186 route which is hardly ever busy, rather than the M25 which mostly has traffic on Friday and Saturday nights. After we argued about it for a few minutes and in a civil manner, I must add, next thing he says "I'm telling you M25 is the best route". It wasn't so much about what he said but how he said it. Honestly, I was a bit scared. Immediately, he began apologising and telling me how it's an issue for him. He said he's talked to God about it and he is really working on it as it stops him from being a good team player. In his own words, "and I know marriage is all about team work" he said with a big grin. I smiled and began making my way out of the car as we had now reached my flat. Just before I could get out, he pulled me back gently and said "you do know I'm going to marry you, right?". I laughed so hard, trying hard to ignore all the butterflies in my stomach "we're talking marriage now are we?" I said, as I was rather lost for words. I hastily made my way out of the car before he got a chance to answer back.

I lay on my bed that night, grinning sheepishly and tossing left and right on my king sized bed. I couldn't believe how God had blessed me with the most amazing man the world. "But Daddy, that weakness he's got is quite a big deal" I said to God. "We're working on it"  I heard the Holyspirt whisper back. I sent one quick text, just to thank him for a wonderful night just before I slept off.