Birthed in the pause

It’s been a minute…😊

I kept telling myself I would post something in 2025, but somehow it never happened. Since the year began, I felt gentle nudges to return to the blog, yet I kept postponing it. Then something unexpected happened today; a post from 2021 received a comment from Teanu and a like from Fisayo. Facebook brought it to my attention. I clicked, reread the post, and suddenly… voila! 💫That was the push I needed to return to this space.

So, welcome back to me — and to those of you who kept reading, even when there was nothing new to read. Thank you for staying💕

Where do I begin? With 2025?

Hmm… 2025 came and went like the wind💨. Yet not a single day passed without a blessing from Abba Father. Even in the busyness, there was grace🙌

One moment that stands out vividly was my two-week leave in November. I truly needed those days; to pause, to breathe, to be still, to rejuvenate, and to listen. I did nothing ambitious or dramatic. I simply rested. In that quiet space, I revisited personal goals I had not yet completed and allowed myself to reflect without pressure.

It was in that season of intentional stillness that The Christmas Bee was birthed; not out of pressure, not out of ambition, but out of rest.

Some ideas don’t come when we are running. They come when we finally stop.

That was how The Christmas Bee began; as a gentle stirring in my heart. A desire to create something that would bless others the way those two weeks of rest were blessing me. I had not had enough time earlier in the year to plan the annual spelling bee event, and the thought of hosting it during Christmas felt just right. A joyful time for children and their parents to bond, pairing each child with a parent made it even more special.

And it turned out to be a fantastic event. Not without its hitches😉 here and there, of course, but God did it.

Sometimes the breakthrough is not in doing more, but in stepping back. In choosing rest. In giving yourself permission to breathe long enough to hear what God has been whispering to you all along.

And maybe that’s what 2025 really was for me; a year of salient milestones and subtle blessings. A year where Abba Father was present in the pauses as much as in the progress.

So here I am again. Writing. Reflecting. Returning. 💃

And if you’re reading this, maybe this is your gentle nudge too; pause as often as you need to, revisit that idea you shelved, rest without guilt, and trust that something beautiful can be birthed from stillness.

Have a beautiful month ahead! 

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