story of my life...


 Dressed up beautifully this morning having high hopes of what a beautiful  day it would be, coupled with the fact that it was a weekend. The joy hovering around was so obvious any one close by would notice. Boarded a bus heading my direction and when I had reached my destination, I alighted.

   I boarded another vehicle, this time around a tricycle. Funny enough the driver happened to be an elderly man not just elderly but a "very funny" elderly man. He made us laugh and smile and I wondered why he's still hustling at such age when he's meant to be enjoying the fruit of his labour. This even made me sit up so I don't get to regret later in life. 

   On reaching my location, I heard a very tiny voice saying I should give the man the money without getting change,I tried wavering off that voice because physically I would be stranded if I do so. I hardened to that voice, but it came strongly this time. I had no choice than to obey. It wasn't an easy one but I had to oblige. I gave the old man #200 in order to get #150 but I didn't as I had to obey, I quickly turned to leave and he called me back in shock, he's so happy it made me both happy and sad. "God used me to make someone smile this morning", I thought to myself.

   To summarise this whole event,I received a thousand naira from my aunt and was told to use it as transport fare back home. As if that wasn't enough, it was accompanied with some new clothes. I was so so happy, being that I listened to that voice. I received more of what I gave. This would have been my happiest day if not that I have a test to write tomorrow now and reports to complete.

  Anyways, it still is. I'm still happy though 😊 .



P.S: listen to that small still voice speaking to you. It might just be your biggest breakthrough ever . Don't miss out on it because of disobedience. 



Do have yourself a lovely day. Ensure to drop comments as it would be duly read. There's room for improvement and you can also drop topics of what you feel should be aired. Nighty 🌙 .



thoughtsby:heavens

Comments

  1. TangerineJune 5, 2021 at 4:25 AM

    This is so nice dear. You're so pretty. This is nice. Good always having our backs. All your wrtings are so nice. Please open a vlog. I'm your biggest fan. Much love from uyo.

    ReplyDelete
  2. AnonymousJune 5, 2021 at 9:01 AM

    This is a nice write up.
    We need more contents on this blog. Keep us connected. Nice articles so far.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Heavenly AllenJune 6, 2021 at 6:23 AM

      Thank you so much. Please come back for more interesting contents

      Delete
  3. UnknownJanuary 1, 2022 at 11:40 AM

    #Amazing writes heavenly!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Life Outside the media

Image
  In a year, a #150,000 is spent on data. Analytics rising up and down. Warnings here and there on how overrated I've made the media look. When some gets money out of it, I'm told I spend way too much on it. And I'm asked if I even have a life outside of it. This makes me think so hard.     Oh my God, I've just been warned...50mb left. The real world is quite boring. My phone's down and my next thought is suicide. Like, what the hell is wrong with me. I love the friends I've made online, though they might be fake but really I don't care.      Things pending all cos of this damn thing, sweeps you off your feet and makes you feel loved. With apps like Tiktok; you imagine he's head over heels in love with you and then there's Instagram with all the flashy stuffs you know that if you keep watching them,you'll never achieve but then again, they tell you otherwise. Facebook they say is for the underrated.atleast you can now log in for free, so they kee...
Read more

DON'T MEET YOUR HERO

Image
 I remember vividly,  how she'd  dress so nicely every Sunday morning  And when I asked why, she'd say she's dressing  for Abba She was among those beautiful choristers whose song got Abba from HIS throne  Her usual was " Lord I give you my heart, I live for you alone" that song, was her best I admired her every single day and wondered how God would create a being this  perfect I'd go to my quiet place and wish and ponder on me as her, that's how bad it was Everyday constantly wanting to be like her, craving for the exact gift she had It was something I never stopped improving on, consciously  working on me until  i had reached perfection  I would say I lost myself along the way, but to me, it was more than worth it And then  finally, I had the  satisfaction  that I had attained that height  Not until something happened, on a bright beautiful Sunday morning She got up to the alter as usual, to take every one into a di...
Read more

Evolution(The modern trend)

Image
 How did  we even get here where abnormal things now seen as normal gets approved Where putting on of waistbead has become a norm because it's  on trend Where porn is now seen as something that should be adorn And going to church no longer sync with worshipping the creator rather HIS creation How did we get here Forgetting our root thereby taking a different route We left our homes with a dream so big, we forgot to weigh it, to know how to be prepared  So, we fell on thorns,tried to grow back only to get torn This generation where both the old and young are striving for God knows what  It's a sin not to be rich, not to have the hustling spirit,so no matter what It got to be a do or die affair to be among forbes top 30 at least  How on earth did we get here From heaven HE watches the people HE loves claim they love HIM too Oh such betrayal,worst than Judas, at least  twas just him  HE watches clearly how this evolution rapidly takes place  Sho...
Read more