Mindscope with Segilola

Give Your Threat a Treat.  "Don’t let the floods overwhelm me, or the ocean swallow me. Save me from the pit that threatens. O Jehovah, answer my prayers, for Your lovingkindness is wonderful; Your mercy is so plentiful, so tender and so kind. Don’t hide from me, for I am in deep trouble. Quick! Come and save me." Psalm 69:15-17.  I poured out all anxiety in my soul in a deep cry to the Lord, just like David. I knew that except the Lord broke protocol for me, I would be disgraced openly.  At that point, I was only a few weeks from my delivery date, and I had no assurance I would make it. Not for lack of grace, but because of the psychological strain from conspiracy and threats meted out against me by some senior officers at the bank.  They took advantage of my situation — a breach of bank policy — to feed their wounded pride and selfish interests. I had taken an “inflexible” stand against worshiping their ego on my duty post. I was awaiting confirmation as a newly ap...

Am I dreaming?" Zera retorted, while being served high-class cuisine by a round-faced, statuesque hostess in the exquisite first-class cabin of a brand-new Boeing 747. She was the only passenger onboard, receiving pristine care. Suddenly, her inner conversation was drowned out by the baritone voice of the pilot: "Alas, we are still carrying out some checks... we will have to wait until this is over." Checks? This is taking too long! When will I be cleared for takeoff?" Then she heard a voice, like the sound of many waters, whisper to her, "I am disengaging you from your enemies... you are the cause of the delay; in fact, your mouth has been the cause of the delay." Zera woke up with mixed emotions. "So, it was a dream," she wondered. However, she sensed within herself that it was a divine light to her inner conversations with God earlier in the week. She called me early that morning to share her encounter with me. Unknown to me, her story would b...

Chapter 1- The Real Steel Fight . Thoughts smashing thoughts, voices smashing voices... I could only muster the words faintly: 'I am tired!' Now, I'm vexed within, being grievously tempted to turn stones into bread 🍞...this offer is too juicy to ignore or Am I power drunk? It sounds worse than it is, Lord; I am desperate!!!😭😞.  Frankly, this is my own version of the 'Real Steel’ fight.  Watching the 2011 science fiction sports film directed by Shawn Levy, I was empowered and enlightened to garner some divine wisdom to help knock out my unseen opposition. In the movie, Charlie Kenton, a former boxer, became a promoter of robot boxing. However, he struggled with his own personal demons, including desperation and distractions, leading to a string of losses. He was able to grow and become a better person, overcoming his losses when he gave up his ego to humble himself. By learning from and cooperating with his son, he discovered the value of pure, undiluted wisdom, innoc...

Morning dawned and with it came a newness of life for me. I woke up drenched in a beautiful melody streaming from my 'disney-like' animated dream. With a charming smile, wide- eyed innocence, can- do attitude...positive attitude of mickey mouse, I hopped out of bed!  The reverberation in the room could crack my Easter eggs😀🦸🥳🥳🥳 ...I thank God my mind recorded a significant part of the heavenly lyrics...  Just like an Amazon Parrot perks all up at the sound of its favourite music singing, gleefully my mouth and my heart were singing together with perfect synchrony... " with your head lifted up and a smile on your face, your heart light up keep on moving keep on moving in Faith.." Good Lord! I just received a divine gift of a new song timely for the season (waiting to be cooked in the studio 🤸💃💃), much more this inspiration has also translated into my recent posts entitled; Keep on moving in Faith.  Convincingly, I have stepped out into the faith life with Jesus...

Oh..will the sun shine today? I felt used and dumped by God. Still ruminating on how my favorite fashionable strappy high heels ( not sky- high o😀) slippers abruptly ripped open from the heel while I was passionately delivering a message recently in front of a congregation at church... Ugh😩..but I felt an unusual inner sense of confidence to continue and never look down to check lest I distract the audience to do likewise and discover the 'mess'. So, I continued and suddenly the people erupted with laughter at a statement I made. God! That became my escape route. So, wisely, I left the stage when the ovation was loudest. I stylishly dragged my feet and cat- walked😀 to my front seat...hmm...thank God for the divine lesson on poise under pressure 🥰 . I felt disgraced but I wasn't disgraced! My meticulous husband was in awe when I narrated the whole ordeal on stage to him...he didn't see any mess rather he convincingly said he was blessed!   Chai...God! Thank you for b...