MY MARCH OF VICTORY

March has been our month of Victory this year in church, and like every other Christian in church, I prayed for victory on every side at the early morning service on the 1st of March!
What I didn’t understand was that by merely praying for Victory, I was “putting myself in trouble” 😂😂
Read below to find out how…

This month is barely half way through and it’s like everywhere I turn, all the things I’d prayed about are just “one kyn”… Receiving blows on every side!!!
Yesterday, God taught me that the mere term “Victorious” means someone who overcame a great trial (Freda’s definition)… we pray for victories and to win our battles but forget that we must actually go through the battle to win! If we’re praying for victory, that means we’re praying for a war 😂😂 … does that now mean that we sit in a shell and not pray for or accept our victory?
No! We gear up, prepare for our battles and overcome them as they come! Because, (and this is something most people don’t know), battles will come whether or not you’re ready or plan for them!
When people share their testimonies, we marvel at how strong they were and how God took them through… my daddy says “the greatest success stories are of those who started from lower down and who overcame more!”…
Till today, pastors, christians and even unbelievers alike talk about Job in the Bible. But we can only imagine how tough the trials he went through were… We can only create pictures in our heads and feel proud and sorry for him…
We talk of David and how God saw him through numerous BATTLES, but we don’t know how traumatizing all the blood and death around him was… living through each battle having maybe one or two ‘friends’ that didn’t make it through…
We’d celebrate Joseph for his victory in becoming Prime Minister of a foreign land but can’t even begin to comprehend his time in the prison or the test of potiphar’s wife!

I, like every other person in church said “Amen” to the proclamation of Victory this month and so far, I do not regret it. If the entire Bible has taught me anything, it’s that Girl + God = certain victory! I’m excited to face more trials because the end is certain… Victory because I’ve got God!

Have a blessed week!
Freda Fred-Addo
Twitter + IG: @El_freedah

THE NYSC CHRONICLES

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The NYSC (National Youth Service Corps) year was established in Nigeria in an attempt to bring the nation together… I’m not too sure of the story (partly because I wasn’t really listening) but I vaguely remember being taught in NYSC orientation camp that it was created as a result of the civil war that happened from 1967-1970 in Nigeria.

After the war, the government thought it would be wise and would create some sort of harmony/symphony; if for one year after school, graduates would be posted to states they know nothing about to work. I assume they must’ve thought that by so doing, we would learn other people’s traditions and grow to respect them.

For those who are unaware, I graduated last year (2015) in May so according to the natural flow of things in my country (Nigeria); the next step is my Service Year. By October 2015, I had started my service year. Fortunately/unfortunately, like most things in Nigeria, NYSC is very fixable… based on my previous intro, you can tell that the aim was to take Northerners to the East or West(and vice versa) but unfortunately, people have found a way around it… I know a guy who has lived all his life in the North, schooled in the North and still found a way to get posted to the North… to his fathers company! (LOL)

I on the other hand, though I could’ve had it arranged, decided ‘it’s just one year’… ‘I’ll gain valuable life experiences’… all my friends have argued that I’m just stupid. =)) One actually called me and asked where I was; when I told her she said “But what are you doing there?” ..bear in mind this babe is a ‘corper’ like me oh! After I explained to her what I was “doing”, she burst out laughing and said “dude, you didn’t redeploy?”…

When I first got to my state of deployment after the Christmas holiday (which I shouldn’t have had but I’m a rebel like that), it dawned on me that… mehn this thing is real. I would call my parents through out that first week and just cry… sometimes, I’d be fine… then I’ll talk to my little brother and just breakdown again! – that child just has my heart!

Like most of my life’s situations, I found that writing about it made it easier to deal with… so I decided to start a series of posts about my service year… they may not be entertaining or educative… but it’s therapy for me and there’s still a 50% chance it will help you through seemingly tough situations.

That being said… sit tight and enjoy a year long ranting/therapy session from me!

Oh! By the way…

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Sorry for the drama… but before I sign out, I have an announcement to make.

Soon, my blog would have music on it… Lol. Yeah, I’ll be putting up songs from Nigerian Based Gospel Artists! I feel it’s necessary to support #GoodMusic #GodMusic and to support #NigerianMusic. It’s all still in the planning stage right now but as soon as I figure out how all these computer things work, we’ll take it global! This has been the main reason for the long silence but I decided that while I’m working on the logistics, I’ll give y’all something to read…

I’ll also be accepting a lot of guest writers/anonymous writer… so if you’ve got something to share that’ll help someone’s life, even if you’ll prefer to remain unknown… send it over to my email address freedah.addo@gmail.com .

I might also start a column where we can ask questions… if you’re too shy to place a question in your name, you can trust me enough to keep your secret. Send all anonymous questions to the above email address and hopefully my readers and I can help you out. Trust me, I need this too! Lol.

Thank you for reading today… and see you real soon!

CHEERS!

Freda Fred-Addo

Twitter +IG- @el_freedah