My child, incline your ears to my advice and apply your heart to my instructions...

Tuesday, January 3, 2012


My Grandson,

We all know about love, reason, emotions, doubts, pride, prejudice, fear, flattery, ego, spirituality, faith, ambition, aspirations and all the fine shapeless and weightless feelings that rock our world from within our hearts and minds…. OUR GREATEST CHALLENGE IS KNOWING EXACTLY WHAT TIME IS THE APPROPRIATE TIME TO PUT ON WHICH ONE. And for this challenge many good people have walked into ruin.

Your Granny,
Adwoa Mercy
My Grandson,

I have seen people who fear their bosses, obey them without question and will lick their boots if that is what will keep the tap out of which drip their salaries open...

I know these same people who will not take anything from their partners without insisting on giving their opinions.

After all the hustle and bustle of the day, remember you will come/go home to your partner... make your home habitable decorated with peace...

Your Granny,

Adwoa Mercy,

My Grandson
There are times people come into our lives and convince us to abandon our purest values for those that ultimately satisfy their selfish needs. Then just as they came, they drop off changing our lives and abandoning us to our fate in the middle of nowhere. Be wary of what you are doing in the name of love, business and friendship. Be sure years down the lane you won’t have to shatter any mirror you see yourself in because you are disappointed in your own foolishness.
Your Granny,
Adwoa Mercy
My Grandson,

Get over it! It is time you got over your past! It will haunt you and get scarier by the day! Get over it! You are married, get over your ex; you are now a born again Christian, leave sin alone and get over it; Get over your mother's food and get over your father's money and make your own work; Get over your lost glory and start a new life. Get over your past and accept your present and move on! Get over it!

Your Granny,

Adwoa Mercy

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Opinions Are Like Noses...We All Have Ours; KEEP YOURS!


My Grandchild,

In the final analysis everything is about someone’s opinion. You are worthless! You are wise! You are beautiful! You are strong! You are weak...It’s all opinions; how others see you. I want to have sex with you! I want to marry you! You should be a model! I can make you happy! I will show you hell! It is all their opinions...

Then we have YOU and your opinions. How do you see yourself? What are your deepest innermost convictions and opinion about who you really are? Worthless? Wise? Beautiful? Strong? Weak? Do you want to be a model? Do you want to have sex with him? Can you be happy with her? Is there any hell she can show you? Now that is YOUR opinion.

It is a simple tag of war. We are all pulling the other's opinion down, that ours may prevail, deliberately or innocently. They are not absolutely right with their opinions about you, neither are you always right about your opinion of yourself. But when you sleep at night, whose voice shouts louder in your ears; yours or theirs? When you walk down the streets, whose voice inspires you the most; yours or theirs? 

You might stumble following one opinion or the other, yours or theirs; but better stumble in your opinions and convictions than to stumble in someone’s. At least you fell exercising your God given capability – To be opinionated, to be convicted in it and to walk therein. That is the fundamental attribute of real free men!

A note of caution – you can be a fool and be convicted that you are wise; it is also an opinion. If there is therefore any prayer to pray when you go to bed at night, pray that He who makes the voice speaks in your head, will also let the same reveal your true identity to you so you are not lead astray in the end.

Your Granny,

Adwoa Mercy

With Love

The Voice Inside Your Head....

My Grandchild,

Your Conviction! The only true dependable voice you have whether you are doing something right or wrong, when to stop or continue, act or be inactive. In the midst of all the boom bam bang noise and chaos of life; everyone pushing their opinions around, the last voice you want to see drowned is the voice inside your head. You Can't have it silenced! When do you'll start living in another man's impression of the world.

Your Granny,

Adwoa Mercy

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

A Little Respect For The Nothings

My Grandchild,

We are all interdependent on each other, we must remind ourselves. We will need the cleaner to do our dirty we-could-have-done-it-our-selves-but-for-our-laziness job for us; The security guy is, so we can sleep in peace. your house-help who smells like food is, so your husband can get supper to eat when you forget the way to the kitchen...Respect, people...respect; let's show it to those who appear lower than us.

Your Granny,

Adwoa Mercy

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Lingering Doubts!

My Grandchild,

One great affliction you can cause yourself is to allow the doubts people have about you to linger and go unattended. If your loved ones, partners, friends, colleagues and people of relevance find certain aspects of your life doubtful, you must deal with it without delay.Trust and integrity are rare commodities these days you wanna hold on to yours! People can't just be ignored, You can't care less; deal with it!


Your Granny,


Adwoa Mercy 

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

My Grandson,


The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long. Don't be quick to burn bright, desire to burn long...better it is to outlast the competition than to drop dead in the brightness of your glory. Life is longer than a hundred meter race and you need unfailing stamina not lightning speed


Your Granny,


Adwoa Mercy.
My Grandson,


I agree I don't have the formula; the equation just won't balance. I don't know what's missing but I know my mortality & fallibility are my limitations. Today, I cast it all into His hands; ALL as in ALL. I want to sleep soundly through out the night, walk lightly thru the day and laugh freely. If He so freely gave me His only Begotten Son, when I yet knew Him not, what else will He keep from me? Still, I trust.


Your Granny,


Adwoa Mercy