My reserved seat, and the end of an adventurous-not October.

Hi ya'll...been a good week for me, very busy, but good week. I got to visit my brother and his lovely family in England this weekend. Family is always a good thing hey :) Ofcourse until my brother decided to leave me to babysit for half the day haha, I absolutely adore my nieces, but hey, they can be a handful. Screaming and running on the couch, eating screws, crying and the list goes on, what a day! I love kids and hope to have my own some day, I wonder if I'll ever be ready, it's such a huge sacrifice especially if you're an african woman, the responsibility of raising the kids is on you.

Enough of that, I'm excited that October is over, and it hasn't snowed yet! Praying and hoping it won't snow until December when I'm about to leave this place haha. I'm really excited for November, I'm not travelling much this month because school work has just begun to mount, but it's all working out. I'm learning to live on a budget and actually be an adult, being faithful with the little things, so I can one day be entrusted with the big things.

So on my way back from England on Sunday, I sat in the wrong coach, but in the right seat, and only realized it after a while...these were my reflections- I hope they speak to you as well. Much love, Princess :)

Sometimes, there are seats reserved for us, but because we are afraid of bumping into people along the way, the inconveniences of trying to look for our specific seat, our calling, our place of destiny, where God has called us to, we sit in the closest seat, the most convenient one. But the thing is, this seat is reserved for someone else, and at any time, they can come and claim it. Even if they choose not to, we live in fear that at some point they will arrive, and we will be left out in the cold, wanting. If we look for our reserved seat, we find it, if anyone is seated in it, they will gladly get up and give us what is ours. We are comfortable, content, safe, we know this is where we are meant to be, we have the blessings of that seat, the respect- no one can make you get up, we have peace, and as such, we are able to flourish in that place…so find your seat, find your place, exactly where God has told you to be, you will be at peace, and it will be worth it. Find your calling, it is always waiting for you, no one can take it, but be careful that the journey may end without you in your rightful place, and as such, you won’t enjoy the ride, and you won’t get what was meant for you in that journey. But then again, sometimes it will be too late. Your seat is still there, but the train cannot have standing passengers while your seat is still empty now can it-certainly not. So at some point you will go seeking your seat and someone will have occupied it and gotten comfortable such that it will be beyond your own conscience to ask them to stand so as to take your seat…and you have a sad journey, full of guilt, if only, what if, and you generally lose out on an opportunity for a great journey, sad sad sad. It’s crucial to find your seat and your place when God tells you to do so.