The diary game 01/3/26; A day of worship, cake and care

Sundays are my best days or so I thought. Well, I like Sundays a lot. Maybe because it’s service days or because there’s something in it I am yet to get my fingers on but they are a good day of the week and yet the first day of the week even though many thinks it’s Monday.

Well, this particular Sunday has some aura of specialty around it. Yea, a little bit of joy here and there. Maybe it’s not gonna be just a normal Sunday of back and forth service . Well, let’s see how it went.

I woke up on a rather not normal scenario. I guess I was having a dream that I would say was a carry over from the night’s activities. You know that moment when you gat your mind on some unfinished business and then gat it carried over into your dream world. Kinda made my mind unsettled and had this back and forth dream on that.

Woke up by 4am. Rather too early for my mornings. I used the rest room and came back to my bed lying down with eyes wide open. I tried to get back to sleep but it wasn’t forth coming. I laid there for a while thinking about my life and then I had a thought to pray. It wasn’t my prayer time yet.

I laid down with my back on the bed, closed my eyes and tried to pray but it just wasn’t working. Well, I muttered some words here and there and then, it just dawned on me, girl sit up and pray. Well, I dragged my self to my butt, put the pillow behind my back on the wall and then started to pray.

It wasn’t the fervent prayer type. It was just heart felt talk to my Fatehr as I had sometime recounting somethings to him with tears streaming down my face. Yea, a lot of tears actually. I felt relieved actually that I could have time to pour out my heart to God. It felt so good as it’s been a while I had that Father to daughter talk.

I laid down back on the bed and read my Bible as my 6am alarm went off. And after that, I gat me up, brushed my teeth and dragged myself to the bathroom to have my bath. I wasn’t gonna be late for service. Somehow I felt lighter than I had been in days.

By some minutes past 7am, I was ready. I locked up my door and with gentle strides, strode to get my friend. We go to service together. She wasn’t ready when I got to her room. I had to wait a little while for her and soon she was set. I called on the tricycle man who carries us to church but he wasn’t answering his call.

We had to find another means of transportation. We walked out to the junction and had a little difficulty getting one to take us. Just when we were negotiating our way to the park, one came, just at the nick of time. We got in and headed to church. It was a smooth ride as he took us straight to church.

We arrived just when the opening prayers were being said. We took part in the communion and then daily devotional sharing and then it was time for the word sharing. It was a great time of talking about faith by the preacher our pastor. Soonest first service ended and second service began in earnest.

It was a great time of worship, singing dancing, testimonies and then the preaching of the word. Our pastor thought on kingdom partnership in lieu with worshipping in spirit and truth with emphasis on truth as most of us seem to understand the spirit part but seem to be lacking in the spirit balancing.

After the announcement and offerings, came the part that made service Great and that’s the special birthday celebration of our pastor. Well, Sunday wasn’t his birthday per say but his birthday was January but he hasn’t been around so we haven’t had the opportunity to mark his birthday. He just came back after some inter state missions tour and then we just have to go ahead and celebrate his day.

We were excited, yes, I was. Ofcourse with cakes all around, who wouldn’t and also when you have to celebrate someone who has been a great blessing to you, I ought to be excited.

The birthday cake was gorgeous and the moderator did a good job with the intro and the light games here and there and the dancing with the celebrant section. We had time to say some beautiful things about the celebrant and so was asked to take the toast. Ofcourse. We toasted to more influence and visibility and open doors for his ministry.

And then it was time to cut the cake. My best part cos we get to eat cake. Yeeeeh. And then it was time for photos, photos, photos. The photo session was great and saw me shining my teeth in all their glory. Photos are for making memories and some memories are worth retaining. The photo session comprised of the pastors, women and men and then the married couples.

After service, we had a brief workers meeting. I couldn’t be a part cos I was overseeing the cake cutting. Well, when it chocolate cake, count me all in. I helped to share the cakes and ensured it got to everyone around and then took some portion for myself. Then it was time for picture session for myself. I took come pictures cos I was looking good.

One of our colleagues wasn’t in church. She had a surgery the week before and I was planning to go visit her after service. I saw some of our member who lived in that axis and asked if we could join them and they said yes. That was how we joined the free ride for the courtesy visit.

We saw her in a recovering condition as she told us the ordeal she had to go through in the fibroid surgery she underwent. It was a gruesome experience as she told us the stories. We stayed with her for a while and also prayed with her. She was glad to really see us and we were glad we could share in her difficult times.

After the visit, I branched on my way home to go do some shopping. I have been craving ice cream for a while and what better time to take ice cream than on Sunday after a good days work, and visit. I bought goodies and soon, I headed home. I hadn’t eaten anything since morning and it was already about 5pm in the evening.

I had to eat my snack in the bus and took the drink I also bought. Soonest I was home but tired. I went straight to the bathroom, took my bath and then locked my doors and slept. I woke up by 9pm when my alarm went off. I had a meeting by 9. I quickly out a call across and asked my Colleague to help me anchor the meeting. My tummy was aching and I didn’t have strength to talk.

After the meeting, I went to look for what to eat, had a little talk with my friend who came over and called it quits for the night. Maybe not so soon. I logged into Netflix to binge a little into the night and then went back to bed. Early to bed they say is early to rise and vice-versa.

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