Revenge and Recovery

A man who keeps walking back to an ugly past should not expect to arrive at a beautiful future.

Life is a perfect place for imperfect people. No matter how loving and caring we are, we sometimes hurt ourselves knowingly or unknowingly.

Some offences are forgivable while some seem to be unforgivable in magnitude. Their impact can be devastating and life-threatening. However, love is still the answer to the questions of every broken heart.

We don’t have to forgive everyone who wrongs us but we need to give ourselves the freedom to live and love again – this is only possible when we forgive. The fact that someone hurt us should not make us stop living our best life.

An offence should not automatically become a death sentence to the offended person.

Some people do not deserve our forgiveness for what they’ve said or done. But if we desire to live in peace and joy, we must choose to make our hearts a paradise where love reigns, and not a prison where we nurse negative emotions.

Don’t stop living your best life because of your worst experience. A flower does not stop blooming because it is planted in dirty soil. Find healing in that hurt. Find meaning in that mess.

Stop cheating yourself, and stop allowing your emotions to cheat you. The time you are using to replay the terrible experiences you’ve had with people can be used to rebuild your life. The time you are using to plan revenge can be used to seek genuine recovery and restoration.

Revenge can bring a false feeling of relief but it will never guarantee complete freedom from pain. Revenge often creates two damaged losers, no one wins eventually. There is no point in being even with an evil person.

Shun the desire to have a tie with a terrible person. Play a better game, win with love. If revenge will bring you recovery, go for it. I just know that you don’t cure headaches by hitting your head hard.

Revenge creates a cycle of rage and resentment while forgiveness creates a fountain of freedom and fulfilment. The choice is yours.

Forgiveness is sometimes a hard choice to make when the wound is still fresh and painful, but with patience, prayers and intentional pursuit of peace, it becomes easier to forgive.

Today, submit your heart to God in prayers, seek His love and let Him take care of the pains that time can not heal. Seek counselling and therapy if need be. Don’t keep sinking in self-pity and hopelessness. There is more for your life.

Finally, remember that looking good, living a better life and loving yourself more is the best revenge. Seek the best revenge!

Hey friends, I have not been publishing my writings for a while because I’ve been recuperating and I’m in a process of career transition. I missed you all.

How do you deal with offences and offenders? Please share in the comment section.

Living and Forgiving

We live in an imperfect world filled with flawed people. Some folks will never be sorry for the wrongs they do while some will never show appreciation for the gifts they get. If everyone on earth is perfect, there won’t be any need for tolerance and love.

Love is the fragrance that creates a balance in a world that is polluted with ignorance, arrogance and imbalance.

We cannot survive or thrive without vital relationships. Since everyone on this planet is created for connection either directly or indirectly. However, one of the things that come with connections is conflict.

No matter how much we try to cultivate love and relate responsibly, there will always be offences and arguments.

Conflict does not always indicate the absence of love, it’s sometimes a sign that someone or something is broken and needs to be fixed.

We all are imperfect, as much as we get hurt by others, we also hurt others too whether it’s intentional or not. We all need forgiveness at one point or the other in the journey of life.

However, one of the hardest things to do is to forgive someone or ignore the pain they inflicted. It becomes even more difficult when the people who hurt us refuse to show any remorse or apologise for the wrongs they’ve done. Yet we must strive to live free of hurt

Forgiveness is not a gift you give to those who hurt you, it’s a gift to yourself. Forgiveness gives us the freedom to move forward, live free and fulfil our divine purpose with joy.

Forgiveness helps us to release toxic people and the pains they caused from our living so we can receive the peace of God and lead a cheerful life.

Forgiveness is sometimes a painful process. It becomes easier to forgive when we surrender our hearts to God so He can take away the pain, heal our heart and give you His peace.

God wants us to live our best life. anger, bitterness and sadness are undoubtedly major obstacles to peace and progress. When we take the first step to submit to God, He gives us the grace to forgive freely and help us to make wise decisions going forward.

Meanwhile, forgiveness does not mean that it is okay for you to be mistreated. It doesn’t mean you have to remain in a toxic relationship or let a bad person hurt you again. One of the benefits of surrendering our hearts to God is that He gives us the wisdom to let go and also love toxic people from a safe distance.

It is POSSIBLE to forgive some people completely and still choose to stop doing life with them so that they won’t drag you into the pit of pain again. Forgiveness does not mean you have to give someone another chance to hurt you, it means you give yourself another chance to heal and have peace.

Love without forgiveness is like a bird with one wing, it can’t fly. Love enables us to give cheerfully and forgive freely.
Forgiveness is not an option, it’s the only lifeline we have to live, love and lead a beautiful life. Unforgiveness is the coffin where peace, joy and progress are buried.

Intentionality is the key to true forgiveness. Start the process today. Pray for grace to let go and let God. Bury the desire to revenge. Be humble enough to acknowledge your role (if any) in the conflict. Acknowledge the fact that those who hurt you are hurting too, only a broken person will break another person. Shun blame the game. Seek counselling if you must. View offences with the lens of love.

It’s time to stop burning with bitterness and unforgiveness. Cancel your agreement with anger and animosity. Embrace the freedom, peace, love and joy that comes with the package of forgiveness.
I pray that God will give you the grace to forgive yourself and others and, heal from every pain they brought to you.

© Adeleke Adeite

Have you been hurt by someone and you struggled to forgive them? How did you deal with the dispute and heal from the pain? Kindly share your story in the comment section. I love you my dearest family ❤❤❤

Say this prayer
Dear God, You are the author and anchor of my life. I acknowledge that you love me and also command me to love others.
I pray that You grant me the courage I need to forgive the person who has mistreated me. I have been struggling to heal and move on.
Lord, please strengthen me. I am afraid that if I forgive this person, I might get hurt again. Wipe my tears and increase my faith.
Give me the wisdom to see those who hurt me the way you see them. Guide me to sort things out amicably and move on.

Help me to let go of bitterness, but at the same time, protect myself so that I won’t get hurt again.
Give me more grace and strength to live in love, give cheerfully and forgive freely. Amen.

35 Shades of Grace

35 Shades of Grace

I smile like there’s no sorrow,
and when sorrow strikes, I smile again.
I sing like there is no one listening,
and when someone listens, I sing again.

I love like there is no deception,
and when deception comes, I love again.
I live like there is no tomorrow,
and when tomorrow comes, I live again.

It’s been 35 years of living out loud,
though there were days I died in silence.
It’s been 35 years of learning to soar
though there were days I sank in silence.

I came this far only by grace,
life has happened to me many times.
I run into God’s warm embrace
even when I commit common crimes.

I turn pain into a work of art,
because I carry God’s creative force.
I brew hymns in my hurting heart
because God is my inexhaustible source.
© Adeleke Adeite

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You Are a Mortal Miracle

With all the pains and devastating experiences going on in the world, it is now easier to drift into discouragement. A lot of folks feel lost and lonely. Secret tears and valid fears have overwhelmed many souls. Everyone needs a miracle. Our world needs healing, hope and help.

While you are praying for a miracle don’t forget that you are one too. You are a blessing to our world. Don’t magnify your past and present mistakes. Don’t amplify the voice of your pains. You are a perfect portrait of God. You are pregnant with possibilities. How I wish we all can happen for good to ourselves.

Life is not all about highs and lows, there is a point in between the darkest night and the brightest day where you have to create radiant realities. You have all it takes to shift atmospheres. Don’t feel worthless or hopeless. Your struggles are a sign that there is something significant about your life.

Shine your light in the tunnel, don’t wait till you get to the end. Use the key of gratitude to unlock the limitless possibilities within you. Focus on the blessings around you, the beauty within you and the brighter days ahead of you. Your darkest valley is not a place of residence but a point of reference. Keep being the hero of your story.

Ask God for grace to grow stronger while you go through the flood and flames of life. Cry for help if you have to. Retreat if you need to. Seek a professional assistant if you have to. Find every positive possible way to get up and get better.

You may feel buried under the weight of pains and pressure but your life won’t end like this. See yourself as a seed planted to die, decay and flourish eventually. The painful process you are going through does not nullify the beautiful product you will ultimately produce. Cultivate yourself with positive thoughts, right actions and good relationships. Pray fervently and trust God to see you through. You are a winner, enforce your victory. Spread love and light in every little way you can.

Have an amazing day my friends. I love you all. ❤❤❤

© Adeleke Adeite

Unashamed – A Poem

Dear friend,

No matter how far you have gone,
No matter the wrongs you’ve done
God’s love for you is great and excess
He is still merciful in your weakness.

He is running after you with His grace
He will accept you with a warm embrace,
Come back home just the way you are
God’s love is mighty to heal every scar.

No sin is too big for God to forgive
Jesus died to free every captive,
His blood has cleansed every stain
His power has broken every chain.

Come lay down the burdens of sin
Come and be cleansed from within
Come receive power to win every fight
Come into this kingdom of love and light.

Come boldly to the throne of God,
and be washed in His cleansing flood.
Come to the field of loved untamed,
Come live free, lifted and unashamed.

Copyright Adeleke Adeite

My Secret Place – A Poem

Come explore my secret place
and I’ll show you my scars,
flaming letters written, signed
and sealed with teardrops.

Journey with me into the night
and I will be your sunshine
redeeming the times with rays
of hope, faith and love.

I’m a soldier seeking no safe space,
this bleeding body is holy ground,
this sanctuary is a battlefield,
I offer sweet worship in warships.

This life can’t be taken, it’s eternal,
in the crushing, I become new wine,
in the burning, I become pure gold,
and in death, I turn grave to a garden.

I am lustrous light, sacred salt,
dispensing divine flavour and colours.
I’m the type of sun that burns to shine,
brewing healing and hope in oceans deep.

So come explore my secret place
and I’ll show you my scars,
the sacred tapestry of my victories
in the valley of pernicious shadows.
Copyright © Adeleke Adeite

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Love Won’t Let Me Breathe – A Poem

I have poured out my heart
on several stages and pages
but love won’t let me be,
it never departs or diminishes.

I have bailed my heart from the
bars and battles of passions
but love won’t set me free,
It holds me tight with delight.

I sometimes choose to lose,
refusing to wake up and show up
but love won’t let me fail,
it nullifies my flaws to qualify me.

I sometimes give my heart away
to be crushed on thorny altars
but love won’t let me bleed,
it seals and heals me eternally.

My heart has been poisoned
with sweet lies and deadly truths,
but love won’t let me die,
it detoxifies and fortifies me.

Whenever I choose to live out loud,
faking happiness and flaring hope,
love won’t let me breathe,
it buries me till joy blooms again.
© Adeleke Adeite

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An Open Letter to My Father

Dear Dad,

I write this letter with mixed feelings – the feeling of being loved from an unsafe distance and the feeling of being abandoned in darkness to die. I have finally found the courage to turn my pains into poetry, using the teardrops from my bleeding heart to graciously paint the portrait of a father I wanted but couldn’t find in you.

Life has been a medley of flood and flames, I have had my fair share of sunny days – days I wished my father would be a patch of shade in the scourging sun.
I have also had my fair share of rainy days – days, when I felt the saltiness of my teardrops mix with the coldness of raindrops to give me the kind of fever only a father’s love can cure.

Life is nothing but a potpourri of ups and downs, and as a thirty-five years old man, I have had many up moments when fears and frustration were high. I have witnessed many down moments when funds and faith were outrageously low.

These moments left me with the scars of bad decisions and indecisions. I wished your words were a lamp to my feet and the light to my way when the fragrant fires of life lured me into avoidable affliction.

Like a lone tree on a highway, at my prime, when fruits were fresh and my leaves were flourishing, many wayfarers threw stones and pebbles at me, and I wished your words were a shield in which I could take refuge. When drought stole the grace of my existence, I wished your love would cascade with bliss to revive my dying soul.

Maybe I was too focused on you for nourishment, and so it was easy to blame you for my starvation. I was pointlessly waiting on you to free me, thinking that you are not the rock of my salvation. Over and over again, you didn’t show up when I needed you the most, and this messed up my mind.

The things you didn’t say were louder than the things you said. I still feel the echoes of your silence piercing through the fabrics of my tender heart.
The things you didn’t do were more forgivable than the things you did. I was expecting you to fill a vacuum no mortal man can fill.

I kept drowning in the ocean of negative emotions, my heart broke into a million messy pieces yet you couldn’t hear the sound of my heart crashing, because you were too far to feel the pulse of my pain and see the tapestry of my troubles. 

All these years, I wished I could have a real conversation with you to tell you my story, I wanted you to see how emotional neglect brews streams of sorrow, tears and blood. But maybe I was too childish to see things from your perspective.

Maybe there was more to what I saw. Maybe you are a bleeding man with a broken spirit, maybe you lived a more terrible tale than mine, maybe you are bred from a cycle of emotional neglect, maybe we are all shattered souls from a bleeding bloodline. Maybe I was raised for such a time as this to break that cycle of struggles and introduce Jesus Christ the Cornerstone and my Anchor to the ground. The one who was sent to connect all dying men to the healing bloodline –  our eternal ancestry.

This letter would be incomplete if I do not tell you everything that happened in your absence. How Christ picked me up from the pit of perdition, washed me in the stream of salvation and clothed me with the robe of redemption which He bought with His precious blood on Calvary’s tree.

He reconnected me to my real Father and nullified the negativity that your absence brought into my life. In Him, I discovered my true identity as a son of God and reclaimed my dignity as a royal priest.

He revealed my truth to me and this changed everything. Now I know that before I was formed in my mother’s womb, God knew. He made me in His image and likeness to proclaim the wonders of His love and light. I am king bred from a chosen generation and a holy nation.
I am not just another baggage of blunders but a mortal masterpiece, God’s precious work of art – blood type: humanity, DNA: divinity.

My intention is not to make you regret your past errors or feel sad for the painful memories that time cannot heal. I am glad that your absence led me into God’s precious presence. My hunger for a father’s love led me into His warm embrace, and now in my heart, God has a permanent place.

I am no longer the same, I no longer live in the valley of shame. I am a mobile miracle, a walking wonder and a slice of paradise, just like heaven on earth – God lives and reigns in my heart.

If God gives me my own children someday, I hope to represent the Heavenly father better than you did. I pray that I will wield the wisdom of God and the help of the Holy Spirit to be vitally connected to my children in ways that will make God proud.

This is not to say that you are not worthy of appreciation. Even the best of fathers cannot fill the God-shaped hole in every child’s heart. So you see why some children struggle to accept the love of God, hoping that He is not the unseen version of the imperfect fathers on earth, some of whom have badly represented God in words and deeds. 

I must say that it took some defining moments for me to acknowledge that God is the perfect portrait of fatherhood. The One true father that every father on earth longs to be like even at their weakest. This understanding has brought me to a point where I can genuinely say that I am no longer bitter, and from the depth of my heart, I forgive you, I honour you and love you, dear father.

Happy father’s day.
© Adeleke Adeite

Many verses ,one universe.

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Many verses ,one universe.