Ogonna’s blog

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A space for you and me…

In this space, I share everything that God asks me to. But think outside of the box with me–if you’re looking for think pieces head over to the Articles category. Short stories? Head to the Short Stories category. If it’s specifically about my walk with JESUS, you want to make your bed in My JESUS diary. Poems, prayers, any way you turn, you’re sure to meet the TRUTH. ✨

  • God first, everything else next.

    God first, everything else next.

    Is this what it feels like to be loved by God? 02/06/22. Dear Cheryl, The best parts of my life remains all the times that God opened my eyes to not just the truths of the Word but the reason behind them. Today, I woke up with a revelation that could have only been from…

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  • Leaving the world behind.

    Leaving the world behind.

    OOf. Am I really doing this? Deep breathe, deep breathe. Ok. Today, I can actually take deep breathes without feeling any pain in my chest. It feels awesome, I had no idea how good it feels to breathe normally. Yesterday, my chest felt tight and I could not breathe. I thought I would die but…

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  • Mirror, mirror 🪞

    Mirror, mirror 🪞

    Made in His image. In the beginning, God made man in His image (Gen 1:26), we know that. Think about it, when Adam conversed with God in the cool of the evening, He must have looked upon the face of a God no different from himself. Adam looked like God. Then sin happened and that…

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  • A feast for a king, a bullet to his head.

    A feast for a king, a bullet to his head.

    In sunny or stormy weather, the presence of Jesus is all you need to feast. Psalms 23:5 says: ‘Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.‘ If I had a dollar for every time I’ve recited this line… who is Dangote?…

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  • An intercessor 🤍

    An intercessor 🤍

    God is no longer the man upstairs. Israel’s method of reconciliation was truly fascinating. There was a demarcation between the Holy Place and the Most Holy Place. The High Priest could only atone for the sins of people after atoning for himself. Asides from how stressful this sounds, think of how expensive too… all those…

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  • Too close

    Too close

    “With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.”Psalms 91:16 This past week, I encountered a fear I’d never encountered before. The fear of death. It was the strangest thing. As I processed my thoughts on why I felt the way that I did, it became apparent. Never, have I ever, gotten…

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  • Oh, David, how could you?

    Oh, David, how could you?

    Nothing hurts than a friend who won’t listen; a friend who turns his back on another Friend. The David-Bathsheba story is really… intriguing. A little back story from 2 Samuel 11 is this – David, at a time of war in Israel, stays behind in his palace. His gaze happens to fall on Bathsheba who…

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  • Let God in.

    Let God in.

    God is so misunderstood but is anyone really trying to understand? I’ve heard people accuse God over and over again of being a dictator and a patronizer of evil. That if he’s so powerful; why are bad things happening in the world? Sigh. It appears this question will never get old. It is a question…

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  • World people.

    World people.

    I’ll need to drink anointing oil after I leave this place. I am at a friend’s get together for his birthday and it is far from a Christian hangout. In fact, world people are the ones here. The last time I was in a gathering like this, I cannot remember. I feel the usual response…

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  • Dream big.

    Dream big.

    Some days you get up and go. Other days you get up and sit. This month started with much fervour. Much. Confirmations. Ideas. Wisdom. Fire. [tweet] –If God has said it, why do I feel so tired?– [/tweet] I have only begun to do the things God has placed in my hands. To grow them.…

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