20th January 2009. A Historic day.

I woke up this morning thanking God for his blessings over my life. Today was the inauguration of the first african american president BARACK OBAMA. We should all feel so blessed that we have the opportunity to witness this historic day in our own lifetime.


President Obama is a living testimony of Gods grace. Its not where you start but where you finish. If your focus is clear, your destination is in sight and you are willing to put all you have to chase your dream. Anything is possible with God on your side.


BE INSPIRED....

First post

This is my first ever post or blog as you call it (will start getting used to that). I just decided I wanted a change, spent too much of my time on facebook doing amebo. I decided to suspend my facebook account yesterday, just a random decision I made, I don't know how long it's going to last. I decided to stop focusing on other peoples lives and what everyone else is doing and pay myself some attention.

I should probably start by introducing myself. I am a 25 years old lady currently living in london. I was born in Lagos, Nigeria and spent the first 12 years of my life living in Lagos and Ibadan. I am the eldest of three children, all girls, no brothers (well not biologically). I attended an american school in Ibadan (IITA) till I was 10yrs old, which I can honestly and humbly state is the best education a child could recieve. I then attended ISI in Ibadan for two interesting years till my family relocated to the UK in 1996.

Skip forward 13 years to 2009.

I am now working as pharmacist after completing my masters degree and necessary training. I live with one of my sisters in a house in east london, who ironically is a pharmacist too. My profession is challenging to say the least, boring at times, but interesting at the most.

I am a born-again christian, I have accepted the Lord as my saviour and I have a personal relationship with HIM. I relationship like many others, that has its ups and downs. Periods of strength and weak. Like a prodigal son, I have tried to walk away from this, under the illusion the world had something better to offer. But like the prodigal son, I have walked right back into HIS open arms. Im not even going to front about it, everyday is a struggle to live according to His word, but my daily prayer is to be drawn closer to HIM.

I'm coming around to the idea of an online diary, a place to vent my frustrations, share my happiness or just mumble incoherently as I find myself doing sometimes. A place to share or even streamline my thoughts.

The beginning of yet another journey.