This post is a sequel to ADEJUMOBI . My sister started reading the post but didn’t finish it. She didn’t get to the end of the post where I emphasized on how I was blind but now I see. So the message she got that I was still seeing the name in a negative light. (Lol. Never again.)

She sent me voice notes explaining how I should be grateful to God because at major points in my life, God do usually come through. She said I’ve always been a blessing and I wanted to cry because whattttt? God. I’m so emosh.

Apparently, I was the only one that wasn’t seeing.

So I asked her what I was like as a baby and she said I was a cute and gentle baby that everyone liked to carry. I knew I had red eyes at birth so I asked her how that happened. She said my eyes were red because water from the womb entered my eyes.

She said I’ve been (a jinius) brilliant from day one. She told me how I was always the best in class. That she’s not surprised I’m a book worm now because even when I was still in Nursery school, I wouldn’t eat until I finished all my home-work.

She said I wasn’t given birth to in a herbal clinic because there was no money and reminded me of how my Dad is particular about things like that. She said her birth was difficult for my mum. So the herbal clinic was suggested for the birth of my brother. It made his birth easier so naturally, I was born there too.

Why am I doing all these shalaye? I’m doing it for context and emphasis. There’s more to you. God is telling an amazing story with your life. Every little thing from your formative years, teenage years, talents, personality are intentional features and a part of the story God is telling with your life.

Look closely. Ask around. God’s hand of goodness is firmly resting on you. Look at your life and see the evidence. I want to talk about how good and bad are largely relative concepts but that’s a sensitive topic I’d have to dedicate a whole blogpost to.

What I’m doing now is that I’m nudging you to be intentional about finding yourself in God with my story. As much as I can keep yakking about myself till the cows come home, my goal is not for you to get to know me. My goal is to make you intentional about getting to know yourself and owning your identity in God. I want you to know and tell your story.

You can’t do much if you don’t know much. Knowledge is power. How can you even use the power you don’t know you have?

So, I’m Adejumobi; Ayanfeoluwa. Who are you? What’s your story?

P.S: I have nine more names:

Oluwafisayomi (God has added to my joy).

Oreoluwa (Gift of God).

Elizabeth (Oath of God).

Titilope (My thanksgiving is forever).

Adenike (Crown deserves pampering).

Oluwadamilola (God made me wealthy).

Omobooreji (She wakes up with favour).

Adunni (Someone people are competing to have).

Rekiyyah (Omo. Google way o).