God Still Has Sons

“God still has sons. Your standards aren’t too high”

Sometime in December, I was scrolling through my Twitter timeline and I came across a thread by a Christian sister detailing how she was in a relationship that made her compromise her belief concerning total sexual purity. She spoke about how torn she was about the situation then she heard God say “Eniola if you trust me, I’ll show you I still have sons.”

I remember reading that line and feeling a tad upset because I believed that because people committed sin did not mean that they were not children of God. I remember muttering “Wahala for who be child of Satan” to myself but after a lot of internal conflict, I came to the conclusion that Kingdom standards are non-negotiable and we cannot continue in sin because grace abounds. Thankfully, that’s not the direction of this post so we’ll get into that at a later time.

All through December, I had that statement ring out to me at various times. “God still has sons” became my watchword. I could be doing the most random thing and I would hear the phrase. A few times when the tentacles of sleep were wrapping around me, I would hear the faint whisper just as I was fading into unconsciousness. It sort of became an unintentional mantra of mine.

A year ago, I started my celibacy journey (after God literally pulled my dada) and on some days, I wondered if it was worth it. I had people pass up on knowing me because I wouldn’t give up the cookie. On most days, I dusted my slippers, kept them under my armpits and shouted “We move” but on certain occasions, e pain me die make I no lie. Irrespective of it all, I stayed strong and steadfast. Team no sex until marriage…. Whoop whoop!

The day this blogpost came to me, I had just left a party where I had so much fun. I was on an okada with the dusty Lagos breeze caressing my skin when the sudden feeling of sadness and loneliness enveloped me. I was still trying to break out a few karate moves and fight back (because joy is not a product of the situation around me but a fruit of my born again spirit) when I heard God telling me “I still have sons. God still has sons. Remember Isaiah 60:22? I have you in mind and it’s going to be more glorious than you can imagine”.My face spread into a smile because who doesn’t like hearing their Father talk to them. A moment later, I realised that a lot of my friends needed to hear this word.

God still has sons and daughters. He has children who are meek and will inherit the Earth starting with your heart. He has children that their heads are correct and their senses intact. The ones He has worked on their hearts, made them kind and healed of all past traumas (Children of the King are freeborn and are not slaves to anything!) . The ones that are ready for love as God deigned it to be and will make you wake up at 2am to weep hot tears while saying “Shey na me be this? Na me dey enjoy zero stress and 100% love?”.

He has children but firstly, you have to show yourself approved. He will not carry His beloved child into a situation that will break them. As much as He loves you, He loves them also and he’s quite impartial. While you’re praying and crying for the kind of partner you want, first work on being that same partner. Senator material no go with bathroom slippers. No ruin premium drip abeg!

Ultimately, I wish you love and light on your individual journeys through life. Remember that you can do all that you set your mind to including a life of sexual purity. You are way stronger than you think and thankfully, you will not be doing it alone. Holy Spirit got you. Just ask for His help. He’s ready to spring into action.

As usual, I am rooting for you. God bless you, Nkem.

P.S: One whole year since I last fornicated. One year of giving Christ total control of my life and fully submitting to His will. One year of celibacy. I’m so proud of myself! Send anniversary funds please (0059473495/Access bank/Osidipe Victoria)