He was Remembered for…

I was at a funeral a few weeks ago. We attended the same church but I had never interacted directly with him.

He had been diagnosed with a muscle degenerating disease and I only met him properly shortly after. In the months leading up to when he lost all motor control, speech and any ability to communicate, I marvelled at his stoic consistency & dedication.

I always watched him get wheeled in every sunday for the 9.15 service and on time too. After church he would nod and smile as people came over to say hi. In the last few weeks when he couldn’t smile or nod, his eyes glistened with all the hope and love you could imagine. My emotions gradually changed from that of great joy at seeing him stay consistent and faithful in his worship and determination to be with his fellow brethren in Christ to one of great pain in the last few weeks when I realised how much pain he must have been in – to be in a world with so much noise and activity around you and yet be unable to make use of any available means to communicate. I kept trying to imagine being completely unable to let others know how you feel – unable to point, nod, write, speak …. Yet he was in Church every single Sunday, right to the last one before he passed away. His faithfulness touched my heart and life in more ways than one.

At his Funeral, the Vicar in charge talked about how he went to read the bible to him in Hospice in the last few days and how after each passage, he eyes would beg for more. He kept asking for more! more of the scripture … it was obvious he took great delight in having the words read to him.  Other loved ones spoke about his life and it occurred to me how there was so much good he was known for and would now be remembered for.  I realised we could only genuinely remember him for those things because that was what his day-to-day life was made up of anyway. His dedication, commitment and love for God weren’t habits he picked up when he was diagnosed with a deadly disease or when it was convenient.

It was his WAY of life.

As I drove back home that day I pondered over what I wanted to be remembered for and wondered if any of those things  were habits or characteristics I was displaying now…. i bet you know the answer to that!

We all do that don’t we? We have a nice list of things we want to be remembered for but our lives do not mirror those things. This could be for a number of reasons;

  • we are too busy,
  • we are waiting to have children,Busy-300x190
  • waiting for them to grow older,
  • waiting to have more money,
  • better job,
  • waiting for the right timing get more committed in God’s house
  • or to giving back…. the list is endless!

Until that funeral service, most of those excuses reasons up there were legitimate and real  excuses (oops, again!), for why we do not ‘do‘ or ‘start’ the things we really want to be remembered for.  But I learnt something new, what you want to be remembered for is not only about how you ‘end’ your life but how you ‘live’ your life.

So do a self test today…If you had no chance to change anything about your life;

would you there be anything memorable that you would be remembered for ( by your family, children, colleagues)?

Would the things you would remembered for ( if any) be the things you want to be remembered for?



If not, then that is really something to think about isn’t it?

Think about it, how many of us wake up in the morning with a plan to go to work but get to the bus stop and hop on a bus going in the opposite direction?

eh? Nah, didn’t think so…

No one!

It’s perfectly understandable if you got delayed because there was traffic or the bus broke down or there was an accident and the driver had to take a different route….

whatever the case, you would still BE ON YOUR WAY TO WORK!

Something that would never happen if you kept hopping on a bus going in the opposite direction from your office.

In the same way, why don’t we BEGIN to live our lives the way we want it to be at the end?

Its okay if there are set backs en-route but at least you would still be on track… There is never a right/perfect time… the journey of a thousand steps begins not with the first step but in facing the right direction... and then taking the first step.

My dear friend was taken away by a deadly disease but every day we live is one day closer to the day we die…

So live now ( as you ought)  because there is no other time to do so…

– Funmi

Life, Change and Purpose…

It has been exactly 4.5 years since I last blogged. I remember visiting my site a number of times every year, trying to work up the ‘zeal’ to resume blogging but always deterred by a number of self-made objections. I think the biggest reason that trumped all the others was how there was just ‘too much’ to say about my time of hibernation. By the end of the second year I completely gave up because I convinced myself  I had outgrown that phase.

Why am I back? Well in the last half a decade, I have experienced so many things for the first time; Wife, Mother, Entrepreneur, Mother of two and career change. In fact, I almost feel like a totally different person. While it is true these things have completely and utterly consumed my life, the passing on to Glory of someone whose service and dedication always amazed  me got me thinking again…

What on earth am I here for? ..

Many of us are in the process of discovering this. Some think they have figured out what it is but then get overwhelmed by life and the change it brings, oftentimes leading to a phase where they forget that special (or not) calling/gift they think they have.


Is writing my calling? Well, I don’t know but I do know that I have always found purpose and encouragement in sharing Gods lessons in my experiences with other people. Life is change, change is constant but does constantly changing  mean we forget to take regular pauses to ask the all important question…

what am I here for?

The absence of that question is the ever so subtle introduction of the kind of change that is often self-absorbed and inwardly focused ( your dreams, desires and aspirations only ) without an external link to the outside world.

So while I ponder on Life, the changes it has brought my way and Gods purpose for my life in the midst of all that change, I am glad that I have found myself coming back full cycle  to writing again ( hopefully something in here will bless you!)

So Here I am… staring at change in the face and yelling I am back!!!

– Fumosh

Take a pause… feel His pulse

Gods Grace day by day

A number of my friends have accused me for not updating my blog regularly – especially after my last post addressed something of that nature. What I then explained to them was that I was not just writing (which I love doing), I was doing it on a bigger scale.

Over the last three months I have been working almost full time to finish up on my book. It had been on my mind for over a year but after I wrote the last post, I decided to take a cue from my own lesson and then plunge into it full time.

One of the greatest things that can happen to any individual is the ability to stick with the right habits. Tell me your habits and I will predict your future!  So in order to make my dream of completing the book project, I made writing a habit instead of a hobby. I pushed myself hard and I must say I had no idea I had so much to say.

When operating under my own time frame, i would write about one story in a month or two. But in less than two months i have written about 15 stories!

I realised that in our walk in life we are confronted daily with challenges..many people try to deal with their issues how they know best, but how can we fare well when we ignore the potential to make ourselves better? I had many issues around writing more frequently but the moment i decided to apply discipline and make myself accountable to others for writing, it was like a dam broke and the words kept flowing.

As the dream grew bigger i decided to enlist the help of trusted people who supported my  love for writing. I finally got about 12 stories that were contributed by friends. They were amazing stories and I enjoyed reading every one of them thoroughly. I didn’t even know some of them were such great writers and I would never have known if I had not spoken up that I needed help.

 The book I am working on is a compilation of short and interesting real life stories that have been written to stimulate and encourage people to take an active part in ensuring they live a more fulfilling life through some simple lessons on how to tap into God’s Grace on a daily basis. 


 It also revealed another lesson to me; When you have a dream and you have started to work towards it, reality is that sometimes the journey may  suddenly look endless and the results may look bleak – that is usually the best time to seek the support and help of trusted friends who share the same passions as you. You will be amazed as to how a simple action from them can get you bouncing back and rearing to go!

I tried it and it worked and I am now so happy that I can cross that off my list before stepping gallantly into the new year.

The greatest lesson i learnt from it all is how the Grace of God abounds daily unto great things. I decided to take my mind off the overwhelming vision (which was that I needed to write so many stories to compile into a book) and focus on getting past each day.

Every day I would believe in Gods grace to give me a personal experience during the day so that I could write a story about it. It worked greatly. Because it was trust on a day to day basis, I was more at ease and it made me more sensitive to my surroundings and to the lessons I could learn from things around me…and for me, a lesson meant a story.

I titled this post Gods grace day by day because that is what has kept me going since the last time i blogged here. Which is why i gave the book the same title… in Hebrew. So watch out for a book titled JEMIMA!

Merry Christmas and have a new year filled with JEMIMA!!!







The Old gate (Nehemiah 3:6) represents truth. In many lives today, this gate is broken down – people no longer rest upon truth.

Truth is always old, and it is upon old things that every new thing must rest. I read somewhere that

   “whatever is true is not new, and whatever is new is not true.”

We live in a post modern society that believes there are no absolutes. So “truth” is being forsaken.

Modern society is rapidly throwing away biblical truth which the church has stood for since Christ’s day. It is saying in effect, that we dont need these things anymore. But if we allow this “old truth” to go, the consequences are that the walls crumble  and then we are just like everyone else.

I often think about the story of a man who went one day to visit an old musician.. He knocked on the musicians door and said

” what is the good word for today?”

the old musician did not say a word. He turned around and went back across the room to where a tuning fork was hanging.

He took a hammer and struck the tuning fork so that the note resounded through the room. Then the musician said

“that, my friend,is ‘A’. It was ‘A’ yesterday. It was ‘A’ five thousand years ago and it will be ‘A’ five thousand years from now”.

Then he added,

“the tenor across my hall sings off-key. The soprano upstairs is flat on her high notes and the piano in the next room is out of tune.”

 He struck the tuning fork again and said,

“That is ‘A’ and that, my friend is the good word for today.”

That is truth, Truth is always the same. Like God, it never changes. We need to rebuild the old gates of truth.

what are the areas we have broken down in this our long journey of life?  truth at work, to the kids, in our relationships, to our spouse…

It just gets worse doesn’t it? every other time one untruth to cover another and then what results is the emergence of a new definition of ‘truth’ – where they are no absolutes… where there is no right or wrong…

Ask for the old paths, where the good way is and walk in it…



It came again, the betrayer…

Only this time it took one of our very own

You, so full of life

You, a personification of friendliness


Tee, you took a walk

Then it became a journey

There was no goodbye

But there was a life well spent


You were a dear friend

I remember the first time you spoke to me…

You heard me discussing my accommodation problems with someone

Then walked right over and offered that I could move in with you!


All those weeks I stayed with you,

And in the years that followed as your friend

 You showed your true colour

The human embodiment of love, hope, purpose, fun and desire


You left behind a message…you lived to love

For that, you will remain alive in our minds

Even in REST, you will not be a memory felt, but a memory kept

Now, that is not a statement,

It is a PROMISE.


Till we all meet again

Anytime, anywhere I hear your name

I won’t grieve…

Instead I will remember,

TENA, the young lady who lived a full life







Sorry, I couldn’t think of  a title for this post…

I was in one of those moods where you are confused, sad and cranky (all at once). I shared it with a friend and he had this quote to share with me. I was deeply humbled by it and well, forced to change my stand about some things… don’t ask!!!

“To love at all is to be vulnerable…
Love anything and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to be sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one – not even to a pet. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements.
Lock it up safely in the casket or the coffin of your selfishness.
But, in that casket – safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, unredeemable. The only
place outside heaven where you can be safe from all the dangers and
perturbations of love is hell.” – C.S. LEWIS

He had this line of his to add: “keep in mind the big picture/story already written before you appeared on the scene; ink’s long dry and there’s no known eraser” – xxx 

Well, I was really blessed and couldn’t resist the urge to share it with you…Take care!