I have rediscovered the joys of London recently. Just walking along the gorgeous southbank admiring the sunset, having drinks by the riverfront right beside the book market, trying out interesting european food in edgy/funky clerkenwell and catching up with old, old friends. I like this. It keeps me smiling, feeling the love from my chales in London. It's nice to call London the home I spend most of time in. It keeps teaching me new things, reminding me of why I love it and keeps bringing really special people my way who help broaden my horizons/thinking. And just a couple of weeks ago, I got my much need Ghana "injection" (of life) - I celebrated a friend's birthday and went partying with my Ghanaian posse/family. I have never had so much fun dancing (well, apart from my fun times in Rhapsody/Tantra early this year). Life is good. God is good. I cannot wait to see what else God has in store for me in the next few months. Medasi Nyame.
Often, in life, we have "carve-outs", disclaimers, exceptions to the rules - to manage expectations of all involved. With God however, he is whole, complete, absolute - there are no ifs, buts, carve-outs etc. He is good - all the time. He loves us - no matter what we do, no ifs, no buts. It's the simple, everlasting truth. And the truth is so powerful. I like that. And I thank him for that. I thank him for loving me so much in the first place, for loving me unconditionally and for loving me in such a way that makes me whole and complete, and lacking nothing. Medasi Nyame. I love you.
I first met him on Friday at work drinks. We entered into a rather bizarre and random conversation, as one does at the end of a long week. I then bumped into him on a bus on Sunday while visiting my aunt in an area that I rarely go to. We were actually running to catch the same bus. It turns out that that was his 'hood. We left the office at the same time today (it is a large office and we are in different teams, so it was quite random how we individually timed it). We caught the lift together and broke into laughter simultaneously. He accused me of stalking him. I accused him of being rude. It's a good thing he is working in a different office tomorrow as I do not enjoy being falsely accused of stalking workmates. I personally think it was pure coincidence- wouldn't you think so? Let's see if our paths cross again.