For the past couple of months, I have built a consistent writing habit. Every single day, no matter how busy or tired I was, I would still find a way to write something before the day ended. But yesterday broke that streak. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to write; in fact, I had ideas in my head, but the day was so full of activities that there was simply no space left to sit down and put words together.
Yesterday was the day I returned from the RCCG camp. It had been a week-long program, a powerful spiritual gathering that touched so many lives. The atmosphere there was filled with prayer, worship, and deep fellowship. People came from different places, and God moved mightily among us. I even heard testimonies of people giving birth right there in the camp. I couldn’t attend the entire week, though. I was only able to be there for three days because there was so much work waiting for me at home before I could even make the trip. But those three days were enough to leave me spiritually refreshed and grateful.
By the time the program ended yesterday and I finally got back home, I was exhausted. Still, I had no choice but to rest without writing. It felt strange, but sometimes, the body needs to recover before the mind can work.
This morning, even though I was still feeling some fatigue, I had a lot to do in the garden. I hadn’t been able to work there for several days because of the camp, so things were beginning to get out of order. The vegetables I had planted earlier had already withered, and weeds were starting to take over. I decided to clear the land where the vegetables had been, so it would be ready for new planting. In that same area, I have different varieties of pepper that I planted a couple of weeks ago. They are doing well, but weeds had grown around them. I carefully cleared the weeds to give the plants breathing space, then applied natural manure to help them grow better.
The manure I used was from cows and goats. I had soaked it for about four days so that by the time I applied it, it was well-prepared and less likely to burn the plants. This natural method has always worked well for me because it enriches the soil without chemicals.
In another part of the garden, I have pawpaw plants. Many of them actually grew on their own, but I had to transplant them to better spots where they could grow well. One of them is already mature enough to produce fruit, and I have enjoyed eating about four pawpaws from it already. It’s always satisfying to eat something fresh from your own garden.
I also took time to water the coconut tree I planted last year. Honestly, I’m not happy with its growth. The goats in the area have been disturbing it, chewing on its leaves and slowing its development. Thankfully, I found a way to solve that problem. I started applying goat dung directly to the leaves of both the coconut and the pawpaw plants. Since then, the goats have lost interest in eating them, and the plants have a chance to recover.