Reflections of A Black Christian Woman

Today marks the last day as a Makoti on duty. What a journey for the introvert me 😀. I was really nervous about it and hesitant too. Would my mother-in-law (MamaZala) like me? Will she enjoy the meals I was going to prepare? Were we going to hit it off? Thankfully, my MamaZala is a sweetheart and there weren't so many expectations. I was told to not wake up early as she rises early and I was encouraged to rest. I was responsible for breakfast and supper. And I must commend my husband for holding my hand throughout the journey: we'd prepare breakfast together initially and cook some Sabbath meals and thankfully, MamaZala really enjoyed it all 🙌 and as I cooked, I had more ideas for meals and I did meal preps alone. Thankful for acceptance and love. We also enjoyed devotion time. My husband and I would take turns on sharing the Word. We'd sing a few hymns and uMamaZala would join in. It was lovely to only have us three so that I wouldn't be overwhelmed. I appreciated th

Prior marriage, I honestly had my fears: how will living with a man be like, will I be able to freely express my desires, will he like my cooking? Will I still be able to maintain personal time and devotion?How will copulation be? Will it hurt? Will there be affection?All these questions would come to my mind from time to time, as I had never witnessed a healthy marriage where God was honoured. I had only observed bits and pieces from others and couldn't get the full picture; though there are healthy marriages. Thankfully, we can always "cast our cares to God", including our fears that keep us awake at night (1 Peter 5:7) and God promises to be with us through the fears (Isaiah 41:10). These fears  alo include a change in trajectory - whether it's leaving home, a change in career, getting married or any change we might face. My husband and I spoke about some of these fears prior marriage but our comfort has always been that God will continue guiding us as