Dusk 22: Oluwadamilola


This is the moment of truth. I suppose, it is almost a public confession. When the time came to write this essay, I had to return here to see what I had hoped for in my January post. To be fair, I read the article fearfully. However, I realise now that I was filled with so much hope in January. I am grateful for this year, I feel I have grown in several ways, I understand myself better. The journey has not been perfect, but it has been worthwhile.

Hope for God
It wasn’t until a few months ago that our fellowship changed. I began to dwell in His presence instead of driving through. I started writing Him letters like I used to. Things looked different from His point of view. I am still hoping for more of Him.

Hope for Friendships
I was once called a hermit, due to my recluse nature, this year I have returned to that. On this hope Rania Maria Rilke’s words proved true; ‘ We are unutterably alone, essentially, especially in the things most intimate and most important to us.’ I continue to hope and pray to be a friend worth having.

Hope for Love
Yes, I waited, and God was indeed saying no. NO in capital letters (I’ll write about it one day). I am happy that I can smile in reflection with a tremendous amount of joy in my heart. Falling, growing or being in love is something I always admired from a distance; I always thought Cupid never had an arrow for me. However, I know now that Cupid never had anything to do with it! Hope is still alive for love, but I am also falling in love with my writing, cooking, reading, working on my blog (check it out – damiloves.com) and walking in my purpose.

Hope for Tears
I do not think the fountains dried this year. However, I cried more to God as opposed to wasting tears on trivial issues. I found that pouring out my heart to Him always yielded better results. I remain eager for tears of joy.

Hope for Motherhood
I understand motherhood a bit better this year. As I see my friends become wives and mothers, I appreciate the labour of love parents pour out even more. It is a joy I hope to experience one day.

Hope for Purpose
There it is, an analysis of my year so far based on my initial hopes for it, I dare say, I am smiling as I write this. There are so many things I still want to accomplish, and a few things I want to experience. Dreams I want to fulfill, recipes I want to try, places I want to see. I remain motivated by grace.

6 comments on “Dusk 22: Oluwadamilola

  1. This post….❤️. I can’t lay a finger on it but something about this post made me want to hug you….. So here’s an e-hug. Not the real thing but it should do.


  2. Chizzy says:

    I can read this again and again and again


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