HARMONY OF HEARTS CHAPTER TWO. "Calm down babe, I'm just worried about you, you don't have to yell". Oluwashindara said to her. Tioluwanimi, realizing how her reaction was not good enough, apologized to her, "I'm sorry babe I'm just overwhelmed with the situation I'm in right now" "Nimi, tell me what's wrong with you, what exactly is going on? " Shindara asked. "hmmmm", Tioluwanimi sighed deeply and afterward narrated all that transpired between her and Oluwafirefunmi. After hearing what had happened from Tioluwanimi, Shindara was so livid, she couldn't understand how Oluwafirefunmi could behave as such. "He's a coward!" She said angrily. "How could he behave like that? Okay, babe what do you intend to do? How will you inform the rest of your family?" "Honestly I still do not know, but regardless I'll have to announce it to them, regardless of how difficult it will be". Tioluwanimi said. "Okay it's well, anyhow it goes, let me know. And if you ever need my help, do not hesitate to let me know, I'll do my best to be of help" Shindara said to Tioluwanimi. "Thank you so much Shindara, for being a dear friend, I appreciate it, thank you". Tioluwanimi left and headed home to inform her family of her situation. Filled with apprehension, she got to the door of her house and took deep breaths to calm her nerves. Entering inside, she saw her parents sitting and watching TV. She took a few moments to gather her courage and then spoke up, "Mum, Dad, I have something to tell you both". She said. "Oh really, what is it that you want to tell us?" Her mom asked in response to her statement. Tioluwanimi sat down and then started to narrate all that had transpired and her current situation. After listening to what she said, both her parents were quiet, not knowing how to react to the situation. After a few minutes, her mom spoke up, "Now that it's like this, what do you intend to do now, Tioluwanimi? " " Mom, I want to keep this child. I know that having a child is no joke, but I'll keep this pregnancy". Nimi said. Afterward, her dad spoke up, "Tioulwanimi, if I say we're not disappointed in you, then I'm lying. We didn't expect this from you. It shouldn't be you such incident be heard from. But as it stands, what has happened has already happened, may God see you through your pregnancy, and you'll deliver safely. As for Oluwafirefunmi, I do not want to see him, neither do I want to hear of his name at all in this house". We'll take care of you and your child to the fullest ". He said. Kneeling on her knees, crying profusely, she thanked her parents and assured them that she'd do all in her might to make them proud, and not disappoint them ever again. Tioluwanimi braced herself, ready for the negative talks and rejection she knew would come after news of her being pregnant out of wedlock, both in church and around her workplace. She knew it was going to be a tough phase for her, but she was going to scale through it at the end of it all. ©️ ERULE ELIZABETH MIDE WRITES #gospelwriter #contentwriting #epistlewriter #storytelling #MideWrites

HARMONY OF HEARTS Tioluwanimi, is a vibrant, active lady, widely known for her charisma, modesty, and respectful nature. Tioluwanimi was known for her steadfastness towards God's work. She was known for her unwavering faith and her angelic voice that echoed through the walls of the church every Sunday. Tioluwanimi's dedication to the church was matched only by her love for music. She sang with the choir, her voice intertwining seamlessly with the melodies that filled the sacred space. It was here that she met Oluwafirefunmi, the talented and charismatic choirmaster. As the weeks went by, Tioluwanimi and Oluwafirefunmi's voices blended in perfect harmony, both in music and in their growing affection for each other. Their shared love for worship and song deepened their connection, and before long, they found themselves drawn to one another outside the walls of the church. However, their newfound love was not without its challenges. Tioluwanimi knew that becoming pregnant out of wedlock was against the doctrines of their church. She grappled with the weight of her secret, torn between the love she felt for Oluwafirefunmi and the fear of judgment from people she held dear to her. When Tioluwanimi mustered the courage to confide in Oluwafirefunmi, he too felt the weight of their predicament. As the choirmaster, he was not only entrusted with leading the congregation in worship but also held to a higher standard in the eyes of the community. The thought of tarnishing his image filled him with apprehension. This thought made him decide that they were going to go through an abortion process as he could not afford to have his reputation tarnished. "How will I be able to face my subordinates?" He kept thinking in his mind. "No ! No!! No!!! Tioluwanimi, you'll have to abort this pregnancy we can't afford to bring a child into this world right now". He said to her. "What? What do you mean by abortion? No way Firefunmi, I'm not going through this evil thought of yours. Fine people will speak and have negative things to say, but please Firefunmi, it's not the end of the world, please I beg you, have a change of heart regarding this decision of yours, I can't go through with it." She tried convincing him. But Oluwafirefunmi had his mind made up already, there was no way he was going to be ridiculed, sanctioned, or mocked. He wasn't going to have it happen to him. The pregnancy just can't stay. With this thought in mind, he shouted at her, "Fine! If you want to go ahead keeping this pregnancy, then know that I cease to know you nor have anything to do with you as from henceforth, there's no way all of my efforts will be jeopardized over some little act, absolutely no way. At this point, Tioluwanimi was already crying profusely, "How can you? Firefunmi, how dare you? How can you do this to me? This is a responsibility meant for us to bear together, but you rather push it all on me? " " It's you, you want to be Mother Theresa" Taking a deep breath, Oluwafirefunmi, tries explaining to her calmly " Tioluwanimi, listen to me, we just can't afford to have this child, look at all the mockery, shame and snide looks we'll be getting if this gets out, why not try reason from how I'm reasoning, hmmm Nimi?" " This is not enough reason to commit such atrocity, what if I die in the process? What if I become unable to conceive again? Are you thinking about the repercussions at all? Do you think there's any sin that will go unpunished? Firefunmi, answer me!! " She yelled at him. "I'm not having this conversation anymore, I'm out, do whatever pleases you, I'm not changing my mind regarding my stance on this issue, whatever you decide to do other than what I have proposed, then deal with it yourself. " He walked away, leaving her all to herself. Tioluwanimi fell to her knees weeping as she couldn't muster the strength to stand anymore, Lost as to what to do, she remained at the spot for several minutes until late before getting up and heading back to her place walking mindlessly, she no idea her friend had sighted her, and noticed her mood was off. Her friend Oluwashindara, called out to her but she did not hear her, not until Oluwashindara tapped her before she noticed her. "Tioluwanimi, what's wrong? It's very unusual for you to walk without being conscious of your surroundings, what weighing down on your mind, care to share?" But Tioluwanimi just shook her head telling her not to worry she's fine. " Are you sure, you don't seem fine? " Shindara asked. " Oluwashindara leave me alone! I said I'm fine, how's that hard to understand?" She ended up yelling at her friend, Oluwashindara. #gospelstorywriter #godfluencer #winningsoulsforchrist #storytelling #MideWrites #theepistlewriter

PEACEFUL DISASTER 20.10.20 What ought to have been a peaceful protest, what ought to have achieved a peaceful response, alas, was turned into a painful, worst nightmare to many homes and families. Happy souls and individuals who had bid home goodbye, with the assurance of coming back home, only to never set foot back into the house. Multitudes gathered together in one voice, coming together in unity, and oneness canvassing for a better life and proper treatment. What did they get? Leaders who are meant to be protectors of them, the so-called acclaimed "we're after the betterment of the lives of the people", cannot and still did not explain how a peaceful protest, turned out into a massacre. How lives were lost, properties destroyed, wives turned widows, mothers becoming childless, husbands being rendered crippled/handicapped suddenly. Various questions were asked and are still being asked, howbeit, no answers. The defenders of lives and properties, cannot give a valid reason as to why they became so defenseless in safeguarding the lives of the people. Who gave the directives? Why was such a direction given? Where is the protection of human rights? Why do evil deeds always prevail over goodness? Many unanswered questions, all left to the imagination of those who dare to ask. "Nigeria the giant of Africa" is it? " The labor of our heroes past, isn't it in vain? All their struggles and efforts where is the result? "To build a nation where peace and justice shall reign", is justice reigning? Nigeria our country #MideWrites #theepistlewriter

I watched the movie "Scripted in the Stars" Pastor Timmy did pass a deep message with the role he played in the movie. And that's that as believers, compromising on one's beliefs and ethics shouldn't be a go-to. Regardless of how hopeless the situation may seem to be, never compromise on your stand of faith. An individual going through a dire financial situation is not enough reason to indulge in illegitimate means of getting financial liberation, neither is giving in to earthly pressure, but to rather put it to the Lord in prayer, and consistently while diligently having something worthwhile at hand, yes the Lord will bless the work of our hands, but for that blessings to come, one needs to have something doing at hand. Keep believing, continue being diligent, and never give up on your faith in him, trouble may last for the night, but behold joy comes in the morning. ©️ Erule Elizabeth Mide Writes #faith #FaithInGod #Christlike #Christlikeness #MideWrites

Presenting to you, Shekhina Sound Of Symphony, a concert organized by the ever prestigious, most comported, diligent choir group "Celestial Symphony Orchestra(C.S.O)". *Shekhina *Sound Of* *Symphony*, combines the mystical blend of spirituality and music. Confused😖? Do not be, this is what it means. "Shekhina" references the divine presence of the Almighty, while "Sound Of Symphony", means a harmonious orchestrated experience. When joined together, simply means a profound connection between the transcendent and musical, hinting at a spiritual resonance that uplifts, and unifies. Celestial Symphony Orchestra will be having her concert come on the 14th of this month, at Mirakon Events Center, beside Floris Garden, Wuse Zone 3, Abuja. It promises to be a concert not just filled with song renditions but fully infused with bringing back lost souls to the path of the Lord, in ensuring that those who had long had a veil covering their hearts and did not know God, are now turn to him, and have the veils taken off of their hearts, and are lifted and at ease with their spirit man. (2nd Corinth 3:16) #C.S.O #Concert #S''23 #Abuja

In these moments of quiet reflection, know that you are not alone. Life's ebbs and flows are part of our journey, and I believe in your strength to navigate through them. You are surrounded by a circle of care, and in time, I hope the shadows will give way to brighter days. With warmest thoughts, #Godslove #trustandobey #joycomesinthemorning #MideWrites ✍️ #theepistlewriter

Regardless of how far behind your mate you feel like you are, regardless of the tons of achievements and progress of various mates of yours, know that you're still in the phase God has made ready for you, do not feel down, sad, depressed, not sorrowful everything will happen in it's due season. It is stated clearly in Ecclesiastes 3:1-11, why be sorrowful simply because you feel you're lacking behind your mates? Be of good cheer for the thoughts of God towards his creation are of good and not of evil, his promises towards us shall not go unfulfilled, I do not know about you, but I and children that the Lord has and will give to me, are for signs and wonders, what about you? If you are for signs and wonders, then you should know that just because you're mates got married, and progressing, doesn't mean that your life has no value. No you are valuable, an inestimable jewel, your time shall and will come in its due season, till then do not fret hold onto the author and finisher of our faith firmly. ©️ Erule Elizabeth Mide Writes #beofgoodcheer #donotfear #DoNotLoseHope #trusttheprocess #TrustInGod #HeWillDoIt #midewrites #theepistlewriter

LIFE, a fleeting gift, offers a canvas for experiences, growth, and connection. It unfolds in chapters of joy, sorrow, and discovery, urging us to embrace each moment with purpose and gratitude. In its brevity lies its preciousness; in its complexities lies its beauty. Cherish life, for it is the sum of our choices, the essence of our existence. Make those mistakes, learn from them, heal from every wound that once hurt you most unimaginably, embrace and love yourself for who you are, live a life reverencing the greatness of God, lean unto the author and finisher of our faith, let him direct and guide all of your decisions. Surround yourself with people who will not only help motivate you and cheer you on when you're down but also with people who will sharpen your sensitivity. Just breathe and live. ©️ Erule Elizabeth Mide Writes #life #lifecanvas #leanonGod #purpose #cherisheverymoment #cherishedmemories #MideWrites #theepistlewriter

STAYING IN THE PLACE OF PRAYERS. In the heart of a small village, there stood a centuries-old chapel. Its timeworn stones bore witness to countless prayers and whispered hopes. Every night, as the world slept, an old watchman named Samuel would make his way to the chapel. With a lantern in hand and a heart filled with reverence, he would settle in the back pew, beneath the glow of the stained-glass window. One fateful night, a wild storm swept through the village, fierce and unrelenting. The wind howled and rain lashed against the chapel's windows, threatening to breach the sacred sanctuary. Yet, Samuel remained steadfast. He knew his place was here, in the house of God, where he found solace and strength in the act of prayer. He raised his voice, his words mingling with the roar of the tempest, as he interceded for the safety of his people. As dawn broke, the storm began to wane, leaving behind a world cleansed by nature's fury. Samuel, still kneeling, felt a profound sense of peace wash over him. His prayers had been heard. Word of Samuel's vigilance and prayers spread throughout the village, and soon, others began to join him in the chapel's sacred embrace. Together, they formed a nightly assembly of prayer warriors, seeking God's protection and guidance. Through the seasons, the chapel became a beacon of hope. The weary and burdened would find their way to its doors, knowing that within those hallowed walls, they could find respite and renewal. It taught the village that in the moments of life's fiercest storms, when uncertainty looms and darkness threatens, there is a sanctuary in God's presence. #salvation #intercessoryprayer #refugeeinGod #Midewrites #theepistlewriter

A JOURNEY OF REDISCOVERY. The journey of retracing steps back to God begins with reflection. It is a moment of honest introspection, where we acknowledge the distance that has grown between us and our Creator. It's about recognizing the subtle whispers of the Divine in the midst of life's noise. In the hustle and bustle of life's demands, it's not uncommon to find ourselves straying from the path we once walked with God. Yet, in every heart, there exists a longing for that spiritual connection, a yearning to rekindle the flame that once burned bright. In the end, the return is not to the same place we left, but to a deeper, more profound relationship with God. It is a rediscovery of the One who never left our side, even when we strayed. It is a homecoming to a love that knows no bounds, a grace that knows no end. So, let us embark on this sacred journey with open hearts and willing spirits, knowing that every step we take is met with a loving embrace from the One who waits for us with open arms. May our steps be guided, and our hearts be forever tethered to the Source of all love and light. #salvation #ComeIntoTheLight #MideWrites #theepistlewriter

Ignite Your Week with Purpose and Passion! As the sun rises on this new week, it brings with it a fresh canvas of opportunities. Today is not just another Monday; it's a chance for a new beginning, a chance to set the tone for the days ahead. Embrace this day with open arms and a heart full of determination. Let your goals be your guiding stars, and your actions be the brushstrokes that paint a vibrant picture of progress. Remember, every small step counts, and each choice you make is a brushstroke on the canvas of your journey. "Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and he will establish your plans." - Proverbs 16:3 (NIV) In all that you do, trust in the Lord's guidance. Seek His wisdom, and dedicate your efforts to Him. With faith as your foundation, you are building a future that is rooted in purpose and blessed by divine favor. So, let's tackle this Monday with zeal and enthusiasm! Seize the day, embrace the challenges, and let your light shine brightly. You have the power to make this week a masterpiece of accomplishments. Wishing you a week filled with joy, productivity, and the fulfillment of your goals🥰🥰🤗 ©️Erule Elizabeth Ayomide #newweek #enthusiasm #littlesteps #keeppushing #nevergiveup #midewrites✍️ #theepistlewriter

From Ashes to Glory. In a small buzzy countryside, there lived a woman named Eliza. Her life had been filled with series of pains, inflictions, constant reminder of her painful past and mistakes. The weight of her past hung heavy on her shoulders, casting a shadow over her days. One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Eliza found herself standing at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the expanse of the darkening sea. The waves crashed against the rocks below, their relentless rhythm echoing the turmoil in her heart. In that moment, a str unoanger appeared, his presence a glimmer of hope amidst the encroaching darkness. His eyes held a kindness that seemed to pierce through the shroud of Eliza's despair. Are you lost, dear one?" he inquired gently. Eliza hesitated, but something in the stranger's demeanor gave her the courage to speak. She poured out her heart, recounting the mistakes of her past, the pain she carried, and the sense of hopelessness that had become her constant companion. The stranger listened intently, his gaze never leaving hers. When she had finished, he spoke with a voice as steady as the waves below. "Your past does not define you, Eliza. There is a wellspring of hope that flows within you, waiting to be unearthed. It is never too late for redemption." He said. With those words, the stranger extended his hand, inviting Eliza to take a step forward. It was a step into the unknown, a leap of faith. Together, they embarked on a journey of healing and transformation. Through the pages of scripture, Eliza discovered stories of redemption, of lives transformed by grace. She began to see that her own story, though scarred, held the potential for beauty and purpose. As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Eliza's heart began to bloom like a long-forgotten garden. She found solace in prayer, strength in community, and the courage to face her past with newfound resolve. One day, as the sun painted the sky in hues of gold and pink, Eliza stood on that same cliff where her journey had begun. This time, there was no darkness, only the promise of a new day. With a heart full of gratitude, she turned to the stranger who had become her guide, her beacon of hope. "You have shown me the way to redemption," she whispered. The stranger smiled, his eyes sparkling with a warmth that seemed to light up the world. "It was always within you, dear Eliza. You are a testament to the power of hope and the boundless grace that awaits us all. Note: only by being in Christ,can one find peace, redemption,salvation,hope and eternal life. Come to him,run into his warm embrace,a life without Christ is in crisis. ©️ Erule Elizabeth Ayomide #midewrites ✍️ #theepistlewriter #hope #HopeInChrist #redemption #redeemed #Godsredemption

The man called JESUS Oh what greater love is this🥺 If only we knew how compassionate our Lord Jesus is, we won't even be moved by the trials and tribulations of life You're wondering how much of compassion did Lord Jesus have? Harrrr it's so much, like oh plenri pa Oya that your two hands, use them to carry your Bible ehnn, I know say most of us na since Sunday we touch our bible last🌚 Jesus compassion for his people is endless. You're like ehnn, normal na, who doesn't know that, but do you really have any idea of how much of compassion he has, oh so great is his love and kindness that it can't be quantified. Let's make do with John 17. Did you know that throughout this chapter that all Jesus did was to intercede and beseech God on behalf of his disciples and for those who will later on hear the word and stay true to it. He never for once asked for strength, nor glory, ahhh neither did he try glorifying or exalting himself. Oh sweet lover. You're probably wondering what's the hype all about? Okay take for instance, that as a person you know that the hour where you'll be beaten, insulted, afflicted with various pains and agony is drawing neigh, how would your reaction be towards those around you? Sho get, like you will definitely look for means, ways, or medium to lessen such sufferings, infact we'd look for a way to evade such situations, but what did our dear Lord do, he interceded on behalf of his followers, on behalf of those who heard his words, and hearken onto them, infact he pleaded that we all be in him and God himself, imagine such access we've gotten through his intercession, and yet you think he's not full of compassion or kindness, tah come of it, stop joking. Jesus love cannot be estimated, harrrrr even the same John chapter 11 the verse 33 of it "When Jesus therefore saw her weeping, and the Jews also weeping, which came with her, he groaned in the spirit and was troubled". Who said Jesus doesn't feel the pain of the afflicted around him,in the same chapter the verse 35,"Jesus wept". Ehiiii a whole holies of the holies wept🥺🥺🥺. He is so filled with compassion and kindness there's no arguing about it, imagine despite knowing he was going to be betrayed, insulted, humiliated, he wasn't bothered about his situation to come, however about his disciples that he'll be leaving behind, he ensured that he had prepared ahead of them access to God and to him. Tell me who else can do such compassionate act? Why won't you cheer in him? Why won't you live and be in him? Why won't you align yourself with his will and desires for us? As believers, how great is our compassion to those around us? Do we allow the situation and hardship we face overshadow us? Look at Jesus, despite knowing the suffering that awaits him, still took his time praying to God to keep them that knows him, so that we may behold God's glory just as he has. Chai sweet lover. What greater love is there than this? Nothing beats having a compassionate heart. As believers do you check up on those around you? Those little calm, kind and soothing words from you will go a long way in making someone happy and hopeful. This is a charge to everyone reading, have a compassionate heart, do not let life challenges turn you to an uncompassionate individual. If as followers of Christ Jesus whom showed kindness and compassion all through his lifetime while on earth, it is expected of us all that we show compassion and kindness to those around us, be it convenient for us or not, show compassion and love always wherever you may find yourself. LET LOVE LEAD!!! #jesuslovesus #compassionate #intercessor #theholiesofholies.

The Feast of Abundance. In a bustling city, where the hustle and bustle of life drowned out the whispers of the soul, there lived a man named Samuel. He was known for his warm heart and generous spirit, always ready to lend a helping hand to those in need. One bright morning, as the sun painted the sky with hues of gold and pink, Samuel found himself standing at the heart of the city square. He held a weathered parchment, upon which were inscribed the words of Isaiah 55:1-4: "Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters; and you who have no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without cost. Why spend money on what is not bread, and your labor on what does not satisfy? Listen, listen to me, and eat what is good, and you will delight in the richest of fare. Give ear and come to me; listen, that you may live. I will make an everlasting covenant with you, my faithful love promised to David." As the people passed by, their faces etched with the weariness of life's demands, Samuel extended an invitation. "Come, all who thirst, come and partake in the feast of abundance! There is sustenance for your soul, freely given, beyond measure!" Word quickly spread of Samuel's proclamation, and soon, a gathering formed at the square. People of all walks of life, from the wealthy merchant to the struggling laborer, came to partake in the feast of abundance. The square transformed into a banquet hall, adorned with tables laden with bread, wine, and milk. Laughter and conversation filled the air as the people feasted, their hearts lightened by the promise of a love that knew no bounds. Samuel stood before them, his eyes alight with a fire of conviction. "In these verses, we are reminded that true satisfaction is found in the embrace of the Lord's boundless love. No earthly riches can compare to the treasures of His grace." As the days turned into weeks, the square became a haven of hope, a place where weary souls found solace and rejuvenation. Samuel's act of kindness and his willingness to share the words of Isaiah touched the hearts of many, leading them towards a deeper understanding of the abundant love of God that awaited them. #spreadingthegospel #Godslove #GodsWord #christianity #midewrites ✍️ #theepistlewriter

Embracing Salvation in Trials and Triumphs. In the tapestry of human existence, woven with threads of joy and sorrow, the Gospel stands as a beacon of unwavering hope. Through trials and triumphs, it paints a vivid portrait of divine love, inviting all souls to seek solace in the embrace of our Savior. In the shadowed valleys of life's challenges, the Gospel offers a guiding light, illuminating the path towards redemption. It reminds us that even in our darkest moments, we are not alone. Through the trials that test our faith, we find strength in the promise of His eternal grace. As we navigate the complexities of existence, the Gospel's narrative is a steadfast anchor, reminding us that every twist and turn is part of a greater design. It weaves a story of purpose, where even our deepest struggles hold meaning within the grand tapestry of God's plan. In moments of triumph, the Gospel's melody rises, harmonizing with the chorus of our lives. It celebrates our victories, urging us to give thanks for the grace that carried us through. It teaches us that every achievement, every milestone, is a testament to the boundless love that orchestrates our journey. Yet, the Gospel's true power lies in its ability to mend the frayed edges of our souls. In times of heartache and loss, it offers a refuge, cradling us in the arms of our Savior. It whispers reassurance that, through faith, we are forever connected to a love that transcends all earthly understanding. The Gospel is an invitation, extended to every weary heart and burdened spirit. It calls us to surrender our fears and doubts, and to trust in the promise of a love that knows no bounds. It invites us to find solace in the arms of our Savior, where we discover a sanctuary of peace and an eternal home for our souls. So, let us embrace the Gospel's message of hope, knowing that through trials and triumphs, it weaves a masterpiece of grace. Let us walk this path with hearts open, finding comfort in the knowledge that we are held, cherished, and forever woven into the tapestry of God's love. Come to your lover, embrace the peace and tranquility that comes in being in him. Come and be redeemed, accept his salvation 😇 #TapestryOfLife #gospel #Godslove #GodsWord #salvation #spreadingthegospel #midewrites✍️ #theepistlewriter

In a small, house on the outskirts of a bustling town, there lived an old woman named Orooluwakiye(meaning the word of God doesn't change). She was known throughout the village for her unwavering faith and her kind, nurturing spirit. One stormy night, as the rain pounded against the windows and the wind howled through the trees, a weary traveler knocked on Orooluwakiye's door. His clothes were tattered, and his face was etched with exhaustion. Orooluwakiye welcomed him in with a warm smile and offered him a place by the crackling fire. As the traveler rested, Orooluwakiye prepared a simple meal, all the while humming a soft, comforting tune. As they sat by the fire, the traveler shared his journey, his eyes reflecting the struggles he had faced. Orooluwakiye listened intently, her heart filled with compassion. "You have faced much, dear traveler," Orooluwakiye said gently. But remember this, as the psalmist wrote, 'My covenant I will not break, nor alter the word that has gone out of My lips'." The traveler looked at Orooluwakiye, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Can I truly believe that?" he asked, his voice tinged with longing. Orooluwakiye nodded, her eyes filled with conviction. "The promises of the Lord Almighty are steadfast and true. Just as the sun rises each morning, so does His faithfulness endure." As the night wore on, Orooluwakiye shared stories of faith and resilience from her own life, reinforcing the message of unwavering trust in the Lord's promises. With dawn's first light, the storm had passed, and the traveler rose, refreshed and renewed. He turned to Orooluwakiye with gratitude in his heart. "Thank you, dear friend," he said, "for reminding me of the unshakeable foundation of faith. Your words have been a beacon of light in my darkest hour." With a thankful heart, the traveler continued on his journey, carrying with him the assurance that, just as Orooluwakiye had quoted, the Lord's covenant would never be broken. He faced the path ahead with newfound strength and hope. And in that quiet house, Orooluwakiye, continued to live out her days, a living testament to the enduring faithfulness of the Almighty, trusting that His promises would forever be a source of strength and comfort for all who sought refuge in Him. Can you pinpoint from which book in the bible inspired this story?🤔 ©️ Erule Elizabeth Ayomide #Godsword #hiswordisheretostay #omocelenimi #midewrites #theepistlewriter✍️ #happysunday

THE HUSBANDMAN. In a quaint village, nestled among rolling hills, there lived a humble vineyard tended by a wise gardener named Micah. He was known for his deep understanding of vines and their needs. One day, a young man named David approached Micah, seeking guidance on finding purpose and fulfillment in life. Micah, with a twinkle in his eye, led David to the vineyard and pointed to a strong, flourishing vine. "David, behold this vine," Micah began, "it symbolizes the connection we must have with the Lord. Just as this vine draws nourishment from the soil, we must abide in the teachings and love of the Creator." As Micah spoke, David listened intently, absorbing every word. "The branches that remain connected to the vine bear fruit abundantly," Micah continued. "Similarly, when we stay close to the Lord, we yield kindness, compassion, and goodness in our lives." David felt a warmth in his heart, understanding the profound truth Micah was imparting. He longed to experience this deep connection for himself. Days turned into weeks, and David returned to the vineyard daily, learning from Micah's wisdom and cultivating a relationship with the Lord. He prayed, meditated, and studied the scriptures diligently. In time, David's life began to transform. His actions were filled with purpose, and his heart overflowed with love for others. He became a source of comfort and guidance for those in need. One evening, under the golden hues of a setting sun, David stood beside Micah in the vineyard, gazing at the thriving vine. "Micah," David whispered, "I am grateful for the teachings you have shared with me. Abiding in the Almighty has given my life new meaning and joy." Micah smiled, his eyes twinkling with satisfaction. "David, remember, it is in abiding, that we find true fulfillment. As you continue to walk this path, may your life be a testament to the transformative power of love and faith." With those words, David left the vineyard, his heart brimming with gratitude and a renewed sense of purpose. He knew that as long as he remained connected to the Lord, his life would bear abundant fruit, spreading light and love to all he encountered. John 15:1-10 inspired 😇 ©️ Erule Elizabeth Ayomide #midewrites✍️ #abideinchrist #thetruevine #thehusbandman #fulfilment

Endurance assumes difficulty. One does not have to endure that which is not bitter. No one asks others how they are “enduring” their favorite bowl of ice cream. No one asks the radiant, newly engaged couple how they are “enduring” their betrothal. To endure a thing is to live in spite of its difficulty, not to live in denial of it. Suffering isn’t easy. It’s not designed to be. It’s the crucible of Christian hope, beating out its imperfections and smelting it into something more beautiful and pure. A hope unassailable by the world and the devil because it is rooted in the eternal and sure love of a gracious and merciful God. Just as sure as God loves his people, Satan is out to scuttle their security by making them feel alone, overwhelmed, and incompetent. Knowing Satan’s game plan to rob us of the heavenly fruit of our horrible suffering, though, helps us to persevere in the most difficult times into a hope that is eternal and cannot be put to shame. #glorioussunday #omocele🌈