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To the girl suffering from guilt

To the single Christian lady hiding in shame because of yesterday

Dear single Christian girl,

You are healed.

I see you daily, even till this morning, I saw your face and beheld your tears hidden among multitude of fake laughter and heavy makeup that says I look fine, you put up that I don’t care and don’t come close to me attitude just to scare love away cause you thought everyone is like him or her; I used to be like you too.

You are fair, you are dark, you are white, you are black, and you have white hair, dark hair or red hair

Your body count is zero, your purity intact, your body count is almost a 100

Your beauty radiates like the sun and flock of men surround you like honey around a bee hive

You have been trampled on and your trust smashed to pieces a zillion times, you have slept with the high and mighty and have shared your charm with less meaning men of the world who promised you heaven and earth.

You grew up watching mother by the side writhing in pain as father hit her daily, you watched mother endure a painful and bitter marriage in the hands of a callous man whom you hate to call father, you shudder and cringe at the mention of marriage, instead of love, you chose a body under the sheets, one week one man, it’s a better lifestyle and less headache you say.

You are healed

Dear girl, you are healed

You have just left a relationship. In trying to love, you were abused and your love insulted like pearls cast to swine to the extent that you forgot how to love, you had done countless evacuations to keep the man you thought loved you, to make him stay. Alas

You have been abused by the one you called father, uncle, brother and raped by the one you called friend

You have a dream, a vision and an empire to build but the past keeps you down in the sheets

You think the sheets are the safest place to escape to; I better die in my mistake than leave the arms I have wrapped around me

 Each time you leave the sheets, I see the long red strip round your neck, the cuts on your wrists covered by the costliest jewels

You are healed

 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

Isaiah 53:5 King James Version (KJV)

When the lord said:

Who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by whose stripes ye were healed.

1 Peter 2:24 King James Version (KJV)

He didn’t just refer to sin, he meant our all round health, our emotional, financial and physical health

So, dear single Christian girl

You are lifted, you are healed, you are elevated, you are strong, you are beautiful, and you are delivered.

Who has believed our report? And to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed? (Who has ever experienced God’s delivering power?

Isaiah 53:1

I don’t know whose report you choose to believe but I choose to believe the report of the lord over your life and that which says:

For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.

10 For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater:

11 So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.

Isaiah 55:9-11 King James Version (KJV)

Sheath your sword ladies

We got to take the enemy down

You are more than a conqueror

Stand up and declare I AM HEALED

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Precious Oli

My name is Precious Jewel Oli. I am a graduate of Linguistics A lot simpler summary of me would be a God chaser, Minister, Writer and entrepreneur. I am a Nigerian. I absolutely love cooking (edible and spiritual foods) so most times you might meet me with a jotter and a Biro, some good music or sermon is an addition or better yet tucked under my blanket at my leisure times. I am learning to love my quirks and minister to the lives of others in order to for them to see themselves through the lens of God

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