In a few weeks’ time, I will be turning fifty-two years old – I will have lived on this earth for half a century and two years. As I reflect on the past twelve years I realize how much I have grown spiritually and emotionally and how much baggage I have managed to dump on the roadside of life in the past decade.
I have started to like myself and to make friends with who I am. I am finding that I don’t really care so much anymore if I leave the house without having made my bed or done the dishes. I am developing patience and my feelings of empathy and compassion are far deeper now than they were when I turned forty. I am really beginning to enjoy being a mother and am starting to truly appreciate the fact that I actually have the most amazing children! They are unique and wonderful. They make me laugh and they make me cry and they are the reason that I have such a close relationship with God – I spend hours praying for them!
I also realize how blessed I am that after 24 years of marriage my husband is still my best friend and we are still in love with each other.
A decade ago God gave me a prophesy which is being fulfilled on a daily basis.
“I began reading Exodus prior to turning forty years old. I was filled with a sense of excitement; this was going to be the year I started to fulfill my dreams, straighten out my life, and let go of past hurts to become the person God intended me to be.
On the morning of my birthday, I told my husband what a wonderful feeling it was to be forty years old, how I was going to release the burdens from my past and start trusting God to equip me for the future.
Shortly after I declared this, our eight-year-old daughter walked into the room. “You know, Mommy,” she said, “God let the Israelites wander in the desert for forty years then brought them out of the desert into the Promised Land. You are forty today”. (Extract from God’s Promise for Families)
Two years ago God gave me another prophecy, this time via Pastor Victoria Idoko. She gave a talk on “Secrets of a glorious destiny” and when she had finished speaking she started prophesying into people’s lives. I was one of those people.
She took my hands and repeated the word ‘fulfillment’ four times.
She then prophesied that God will fulfill my expectations.
“My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my EXPECTATION is from Him.
He only is my rock and my salvation;
He is my defense; I shall not be moved.
In God is my salvation and my glory;
The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God
Trust in Him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before Him;
God is a refuge for us.” Psalm 62:5-8
My expectation for the next few years is for God to continue to show me who I am in Him. To help me to continue growing into the woman He created me to be.
My expectation is that He will fulfill the prophecies that have been spoken over my life about being a speaker and a writer and bringing His word of healing, hope and encouragement to others.
The dictionary defines expectation as “believing that something is going to happen”.
Hebrews 11:1 states “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see”
I am going to live expectantly in faith!