Pastor Lucy Paynter
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The higher the building, the deeper the foundation.

Sometimes we wonder why some take so long before realizing their gifts or talents.
Other times we struggle to get to the peak of success in a speedy way.
Living in a racing world and in an electronic era, we tend to forget that babies are not automatically grown from birth to adulthood.
There is birth, nurturing, growth from level to level unto maturity.The same applies to talents, gifts, and callings.
The higher the expectations, the deeper the foundation.
Jesus Christ lived for 30 years before His ministry of 3 years.The impact is felt up to today.
Noah built an ark for 120 years; that was used for 40 days.It’s not the time spent in preparation that matters but how efficient ist the outcome, after all, is said and done.
Remember for one story building you just need to lay a foundation for sky scrappers the foundations are dug deeper and deeper before the building goes up and up.
Establish your foundations, and the storms of life will not shake you.
©Pastor Lucy Paynter.

Remaining Relevant

Everyone has a need to be needed.
Sometimes the people who needed you may need you no more.
When it dawns on you that you are no longer useful to them anymore,
Take account of your stay or time spent with them. Step up and move on to your next assignment.
Transition to the next level of assignment has been the root of stress to many.
Change has been unacceptable to many even when it is inevitable.
Accept changes in seasons and phases of life. Sometimes holding on past due time only causes heartache.
A mother who can not let go of her grown up children still wants to feed them,check on them, and soon it becomes a source of conflicts……
Mamas let go of them ,give them space and remain relevant to them.
In times of need, they will call and say, mamma, I love you or mama I need your advice.
Fathers, It goes without saying, not many would do like the father of the prodigal son.

Then He said, “A certain man had two sons. The younger of them [inappropriately] said to his father, ‘Father, give me the share of the property that falls to me.’ So he divided the estate between them. A few days later, the younger son gathered together everything [that he had] and traveled to a distant country, and there he wasted his fortune in reckless and immoral living.
Luke 15:11‭-‬13 AMP

Many wants to give inheritance to your children on your death bed. Unfortunately, many die before writing a will and all the wealth accumulated over your years is dispersed and gone within a short while. Let go and remain relevant to them.
Sometimes relocation is necessary and a new season is birthed. Unless we let go of the past we may not fully experience the new and the now.
Stop feeling sorry for yourself or holding on to grudges because you have not received the reward you expected from the souls you invested in. Keep sowing the seeds, in and out of season. Harvest time is coming.
Let go what needs to go and maintain relevance by serving the purposes of God in our Generation.

Bounce… Back …From… Rejection…..

I Love You. Go Away.
It’s not you. It’s me.
I swear it’s not you. It’s me.
Well, it’s a little you.
Who am I kidding? It’s so you.
In fact, if you weren’t you, we would still be us.
Does this sound familiar? Have you been the recipient of this peppy little oratory? It’s called rejection, and if you have a pulse, you’ve probably experienced it.
Someone once told me that life is merely a series of rejections until we reach the end when life itself rejects us, and we die. He wasn’t a glass-half-full kind of guy. But he had a point.
Rejection takes many forms: The baseball team, the credit card, the college, the club, the clique, the loan, the job. All of these and so much more are fraught with the danger of rejection.
But then there’s the mama of all rejections. The bone-crushing, soul-sapping, mind-blowing, heartbreaking rejection. And it usually starts with these words: “I love you.” And it ends with: “Go away.”
Well, maybe not those exact words, but the meaning is clear. A moment ago, I thought you were the love of my life, but now I know you’re the mistake of my life. In other words, don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
And there we stand, the rejectees, our mouths hanging open, our hips bruised from being blindsided. We didn’t see it coming. Didn’t you just say how wonderful I am? Wasn’t love mentioned just hours ago? Didn’t I recently hear something about being beautiful, perfect, a soul mate?
And after we recover from the initial shock and can draw breath again, we might negotiate: I don’t have to be me, we might say. I can change, be a whole different me. Anything not to be rejected by you.

from the blog
From the blog

“I Love You. Go Away. | Huffington Post.”. N.p., n.d. Web. 03 Oct. 2016 <;.
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