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Reflection Friday

Okayyy, here’s the mirror.

Who is this person who is so powerful? When you stand in front of the mirror, who do you see? Is it normal or even possible to stand there and see another person? Another man or woman? No. The mirror reflects what is before it, and to a degree, what’s in the corners depending on where it’s placed and how big it is. It is true that the mirror only reflects what stands before it. It shows what’s really there , not who you wish to be or who others think you are. Welcome to Reflection Friday.

If someone who desires a body shaped like a number 8 stands in front of a mirror, knowing very well they are a size 10, yet expects the mirror to show what they wish to see instead of the truth, that person is not so smart. You get angry that the weight isn’t going down when you’re not doing anything about it? Or expect someone to compliment a lie? Think of the times we’ve lied to ourselves, trying to change the image we saw in our reflection. Anyone who refuses to believe their own reflection is either mentally unstable or simply ignorant.

Why do people go to the gym? Why do they spend time and money just to achieve a certain shape? It’s because of something they saw in the mirror that they didn’t like. Guess what? You can change what you don’t like , you just have to choose to. I spent my morning listening to different speakers from across the globe at a summit. Why? Why stress myself? Because I want to change my understanding. Why? Because I am not satisfied with the level of illumination I currently have. This means embracing discomfort, losing sleep sometimes, and pushing through the hard parts because change is difficult, but most times, it’s necessary.

Before you blame companies for not hiring you, ask yourself what level of competence do you have? Even heaven has a standard for workers. Scripture says that if you put your hand to the plough and look back, you’re not fit for the Kingdom. There’s a fitness requirement. There’s a level of readiness expected. It’s the same in every aspect of life. I learned a painful fact, if you’re not what they want, they have a right to reject you.

“They must like me. I have potential.” Baby, people don’t believe in potential anymore , they want to see results. You look in the mirror and discover your skin is dry and patchy, yet you expect people not to notice? They will. They have eyes. The only real change comes from you.

I’ll continue this particular blog next week because there’s more we need to unpack. Why should an investor invest in your business? Because you prayed? Yes, prayer is powerful but if you think that’s all it takes, then you haven’t read your Bible carefully. Why should someone propose to you? Because you have a good heart, but you’re always untidy? Think again and think McCain.

All I’m saying is, you have what it takes to change. The person in the mirror deserves it. Give it to them. And when you do, proudly clap your hands for them. Every effort counts. See you on Monday.

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Worship Wednesday

Helluuuuur! ☺️🥰

I hope you joined Day 1 of the Hallelujah Challenge, it was so powerful! As always, God moved. But we go again tonight. And I truly pray you’ll sacrifice these 25 days and show up.

Let me share something I’ve learned: To get what you’ve never had, you must do what you’ve never done. Yes, it may disrupt your sleep. Yes, it may stretch your energy. Yes, dancing and shouting praises in the AMs can be uncomfortable for some . But it’s necessary either for this season or for the next level God is calling you to. We’ve been talking about birthing, and here’s the truth:

Can a woman in labour say, “I won’t push because it’s painful?” No. Why? Because in that moment, pain is part of the process. Refusing to push can cost both her and the baby their lives. This is a word for the comfortable ones , those who never go the extra mile in prayer, fasting, or giving. You will remain limited. Some things only break open when you stretch beyond your normal. Even if a woman avoids natural birth because of pain, a C-section still comes with its own pain, stitching, recovery, etc. One way or another, the baby must come out.

No one stays pregnant forever. After 9 months, anything beyond that is no longer normal. It becomes dangerous , even an abomination. That’s what some people are carrying: Overdue pregnancies in the spirit. Visions from 2020, assignments from 2019… still not birthed because we avoid the discomfort of obedience. It’s time to PUSH. It’s time to SACRIFICE. It’s time to BREAK OUT of comfort zones.

I’m saying all this to encourage someone, you’ve done warfare and all, now praise and worship, see what God will do.

Share one song you listen to all the time the one that never gets old for you and tell us the story behind it. Maybe it was during a tough season… Maybe it reminds you of a breakthrough… Or maybe it just stirs something deep in your spirit every single time. Let us know in the comments , we want to hear your testimony or how that song made you feel the first time you heard it.

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Uniquely yours

We grew up wanting to be like celebrities. We had songbooks and photos cut from magazines. We wanted to be the famous people we dressed like them, tried to sing like them. We fooled ourselves into thinking one day we’d become Beyoncé 2.0. Boys thought they would be John Cena or Ronaldo.

We had idols.

“When I grow up, I want to be like…” and someone would write Halle Berry. Meanwhile, you didn’t even know how to act! We hadn’t even discovered our own dreams, yet we wanted to live other people’s lives. By the way, I’m sorry I’m late with this. I am actually writing it during a 10-minute break, straight from the top of my head, so please forgive me if it doesn’t flow the way it should.

Fast forward, we grew up and started wanting to be like our friends. We began talking like each other, dressing alike, even dreaming of doing life on the same timeline: getting married at the same time, having babies at the same time. As my apostle would say, “Story, story, storrry.” I’ve come to realise that what you birth is uniquely yours. I adore my nieces and nephews, honestly, I think I love them even more than I love my sisters but the truth is, they’re not my biological children. What you birth is yours. Stop checking someone else’s “baby” to see if yours is measuring up. A matching vision, a matching logo, matching this and that… but how will you ever stand out if all you do is mimic others?

Children born of the same parents sometimes don’t even look alike, so the vision you birth doesn’t have to look like mine. You can show up in your own style, in your own way, not trying to offer the world version 60 of what it’s already seen. This is a season of birthing, and when your “child” doesn’t look like mine or your neighbour’s, it doesn’t mean it’s not a child. It doesn’t mean you kill it. You don’t harbour jealousy, and you reject the spirit of competition. Instead, you nurture your child and uniquely groom it. People say babies get swapped in hospitals number one, it’s a crime; number two, it’s a mental disorder. What the Lord puts in your hand is yours for a reason. Remember that.

Go on and be unique.
See you tomorrow ❤️

“You formed my innermost being, shaping my delicate inside and my intricate outside, and wove them all together in my mother’s womb.”

‭‭Psalms‬ ‭139‬:‭13‬ ‭TPT‬‬

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You’re responsible for your child 🤱🏽

After giving birth, everything changes. You’re no longer eating for two, the baby now eats on their own. There are diapers to change, tiny clothes to wash, doctor’s visits to schedule, and an endless list of new responsibilities. The mother, often exhausted from breastfeeding through the night, does her best to keep going. The father helps where he can, but everyone in the house quickly learns: there’s a baby now, and that baby needs constant care. Sometimes even the whole neighbourhood knows because newborns cry, loudly and often. But whether the baby cries, screams, needs a diaper change, or falls ill, one thing is true: the baby is the parents’ responsibility.

I remember when Valerie was pregnant, almost due, eh, that girl ate! She ate for 4 but she was carrying 1 ! And she slept a lot too. Started snoring like a tractor! I used to pinch her all night so she wouldn’t break my eardrum, lol! But all that changed once she gave birth. She was not sleeping anymore. I’d wake up and see her walking around in the dark, rocking the baby, trying to get them back to sleep. Eyes heavy, body tired, she was exhausted.. But the baby had come. I saw how it changed her life & routine. She had prayed for that baby to come. And now, the baby was here… with responsibilities.

You see, you want the vision to come to life? You want to build a global ministry? You want that dream, that breakthrough, that next level? The baby comes with responsibility. You don’t just get the blessing, you get the work that comes with it. We sometimes wonder why God doesn’t give us certain things. The truth is, it’s often because we lack the capacity and discipline to nurture a baby. And yes, every vision is a baby that must be nurtured to full maturity.

Yielded Center is a baby. Some of you enjoy the blogs. Some don’t. Some think they’re boring. Whatever the case, I still post here? almost daily. That’s responsibility. Whether the stats say two people read, five commented, or zero… the baby still needs to be nurtured. I still have to show up. I still have to write. I have to take time out of my schedule to feed what I’ve birthed. Right now, I’m planning for the MPG event, another baby. I just finished sending out letters, and I have a pounding headache. But even in that, I have to prepare for Special Edition Thursday Questions for my guest. I have to edit videos. I have to lead Wailing Women Prayers.

What is all this? Responsibility. These are the demands that come with giving birth to a vision. Some people say, “My vision doesn’t look like that person’s vision.” But my question is: How much time have you taken to nurture it? How often do you feed it? How disciplined are you in showing up for what God has given you?

New churches want to be like mega churches. No problem. But are they willing to go through the nurturing process when the baby can’t even feed itself? Can’t bathe on its own? Can’t walk or talk? See, people like grown kids. That’s why most people adopt at age five and up. Very few adopt a two-week-old. Why? Responsibility. A baby requires everything, time, energy, feeding, changing, attention, and constant presence.

You want a fully developed vision, ready to run and take over the world? That’s possible as a miracle but in the norm, you birth a baby… and you groom it to maturity. Yes, I’m travailing. Yes, I’m giving birth. Beautiful. But when you give birth, you must also ready yourself for what’s coming, the time, the money, the energy, the consistency, the sacrifice, and all of it. Whether people help you or not. These are the investments required not just for growth, but for impact. Because visions don’t just grow, they are built. And hear me clearly: Nations aren’t impacted by small things. If you want your vision to reach national or global levels, you must build capacity. You must walk in excellence. You must cultivate discipline. That being said are you truly ready for what you prayed for?

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Reflection Friday

Not everything deserves your response or reaction. Not everything deserves your attention. Not everything deserves your time. On this Reflection Friday, let’s learn and unlearn. Minimizing distractions is not always about silencing phones or turning off notifications. Sometimes , the greatest distractions are people, people who don’t understand the value of your time, yet constantly demand it… only to waste it. Where do you think the phrase “Don’t waste my time” came from? It came from someone who had their time genuinely wasted.

There’s so much time wasted on conversations that should’ve never happened. Time wasted on people who thrive on drama where everything around them is always chaotic. Personally , I have no tolerance for drama. The moment you start it, I step back. Why? Because I love my peace. And if your actions threaten that peace, you automatically lose my attention. I value my time with God , I love to pray, I love to worship. So when someone enters my life, I ask myself:

How will this person affect that? Will their presence pull me closer to God, or distract me from Him? Some people bring so much noise into your life, you can’t hear anything above it. Not your thoughts. Not your convictions. Not even God. That kind of noise is dangerous. That’s why peace isn’t just something I enjoy, it’s something I protect. Recently, my friend and I faced a situation where we could have easily harboured offense. But in the middle of our conversation, we realized something deeper:

This isn’t just drama , this is an intruder trying to steal what we’re holding in our hands. And that moment taught me a powerful lesson. I want to implore you: discern the happenings in your life. If you suddenly find yourself in an argument during a time of prayer, fasting, or spiritual growth , don’t retaliate. Don’t fight back immediately. Discern. That’s the intruder. That’s the thief coming to disrupt your focus.

Not everything deserves a clap back. Not every attack needs a reaction. had to learn this the hard way and honestly, I’m still in God’s classroom. The much younger version of me? Let’s not even talk. I was ready to fight , physically. I had no tolerance for long conversations or patience. But God has helped me greatly. So much that even I am amazed. I’ve learned this truth: I could never walk closely with God if I was adamant about holding on to offense, anger, or my old ways. And now, more than ever, I protect my peace and guard my heart, not out of weakness, but out of wisdom.

Guard Your Heart. Seriously.

Guard your heart from discontentment, from anger, from fear, from inner gossip. Yes, you read that right: inner gossip. I learned something recently that changed me: Gossip doesn’t always happen out loud. Sometimes , it’s a quiet conversation happening within you. You’re not talking to anyone else, just yourself. But that internal dialogue is despising others, silently judging, replaying offenses, building walls. That, too, is gossip. And it poisons the heart.

So today, I want to gently encourage you: Free yourself. Free yourself from the need to prove a point. Free yourself from “takers” those who endlessly withdraw from you, but never pour back. Free yourself from distractions that look harmless but rob you of peace. Because here’s the truth: Distractions are moments of theft. While your attention is scattered on a hundred meaningless things, the enemy is busy stealing clarity, peace, and purpose. So again, I say: Guard your heart. It’s not just a suggestion , it’s a survival strategy.

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