SEEDS OF DESTINY DAILY DEVOTIONAL GUIDE

BY DR PST PAUL ENENCHE

DATE: TUESDAY, 15TH JULY 2025.

TOPIC: LIVING WITH ETERNITY IN VIEW

SCRIPTURE: The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance. But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night… 2 PETER 3:9-10.

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: The end of earthly life on earth is the beginning of an endless life in eternity.

Genesis 1:27 makes it clear that man is an eternal being made in the Image and Likeness of an eternal God. The meaning of that is, everyone you see will live forever. To further buttress this, James 4:14 reveals that man’s life on earth is a temporary adventure, just a fraction of man’s overall life.

So, man’s life on earth is a temporary adventure. This implies that the end of earthly life is the beginning of an endless life in eternity. (Daniel 12:2). And it is either an everlasting life with God in Heaven or an everlasting contempt with satan in hell. The truth is, God does not desire for anyone to be lost in hell; rather, He desires for people to live with Him forever in heaven after their sojourn in the earth. In other words, God is not looking for whom to send to hell.

It is possible to hear some messages that sounds as if God’s satisfaction is how many people can end in hell. Scriptures make it clear that hell was not created for man (Matthew 25:41). Hell was prepared for the devil and his angels. It is only those who reject Christ and decide to end with the devil that will follow him to hell. But the point is, God has no desire for the loss of any soul (2 Peter 3:8-9).

Now, wisdom demands that we pay attention to our eternal destination, the place where we will spend the bulk of our lives.
That is why today, we are looking at what it means to live with eternity in view.

1. It is living in the present with the end in mind. Living in the present with the end in perspective (1Peter 4:7). You are alive today, but the end is in your mind.

2. It means living and conducting our life’s actions with eternity as a major consideration. Ecclesiastes 12:13 says, Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter, fear God and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of a man. For God shall bring every work into judgment with every secret thing, whether it be good or whether it be evil.

Everything we do on the earth has eternal consequences.

3. It means living in the now with readiness and preparedness for eternity. That is, you are not trying to get prepared; you are living prepared (Matthew 25:13, Matthew 24:44-45).

4. It is living as strangers and pilgrims on the earth. This is living with the full knowledge that this world is not our home (1 Peter 2:11).

5. It is living in the world without forgetting yourself in the world. Living in the world without forgetting your eternal and heavenly citizenship (Philippians 3:20).

Beloved, don’t forget yourself in this world because one day, the curtains of eternity shall be drawn, and the world shall end.

Remember this: The end of earthly life is the beginning of endless life in eternity.

ASSIGNMENT(S):
1. Live ready in anticipation of Christ’s coming. Keep your spiritual temperature high.
2. Refuse to live in sin
3. Ask God for mercy if you have erred and make amends.

PRAYER: Lord, help me to live on earth as a pilgrim. I refuse to conform to the pattern of this world. Draw me closer to You Lord, in Jesus’ Name.

FOR FURTHER UNDERSTANDING, GET THIS MESSAGE: LIVING WITH ETERNITY IN VIEW

DAILY BIBLE READING: Isaiah 1-3

QUOTE: If you want to look like Christ, then look at Christ. What you look at determines what you will look like. Culled from the book, The Essence of Christianity by Dr Paul Enenche.

AMAZING FACT: A lion’s whiskers are highly sensitive, helping it to detect movement and objects in the dark.

PROPHETIC DECLARATION/WORD: Receive grace to live with heaven in perspective always in Jesus Name.

I CAUGHT MY HUSBAND WITH MY BEST FRIEND, BUT WHAT I DID NEXT SCHOCKED EVERYONE.

EPISODE 1

FOLLOW ME Justina's Stories
My name is Loveth, and I’m 28 years old. I believed I had the kind of life every woman dreamed of. I was married to a handsome man named Dave, and I had a best friend named Sharon who had been by my side since we were kids. We did everything together—primary school, secondary school, even shared a room during university days. So, when I got married to Dave, it felt only right that Sharon would be like a sister in my new home.

Dave was charming and always full of smiles. He would help in the kitchen sometimes, take me on weekend outings, and randomly bring me flowers. Whenever I posted him on Facebook, girls would comment, “God when?” I always smiled and replied, “God did.”

Sharon was always around too. She would come over to cook with me, gist with me, and even help me when I was tired. If I had a small fight with Dave, she would say, “Don’t worry, he’s just stressed. You two are perfect together.” I trusted her more than I trusted anyone. She even had her own drawer in our house where she kept clothes, in case she slept over. I loved her like blood.

But something didn’t feel right after a while.

Dave started changing. At first, it was small. He began locking his phone with a new password. He would receive calls and walk out of the room to answer them. Sometimes, he would say he was going for a work meeting, but return late at night without smelling like work. Once, I called his office and they said he didn’t come in that day. I asked him, and he said they must have made a mistake. I believed him because… well, I loved him.

Sharon also changed. She stopped sleeping over and became more secretive. One day, I noticed she was wearing the perfume Dave got for me last Christmas. I asked her about it and she laughed, saying, “Ah ah, Loveth, am I not your sister? You can’t share perfume again?” I forced a smile, but my heart was whispering, “Something is wrong.”

The signs kept growing. One evening, I was sick and couldn’t go to the market. Dave said he would go, and I gave him a short list. Thirty minutes later, Sharon called me and said she was just passing by the market. I told her Dave had just gone there. She paused and said, “Oh really? I didn’t see him o…” But I could hear background noise—like she was also there. That day, I began connecting dots, but I had no proof.

A week later, something strange happened. I saw Sharon’s WhatsApp status. She had posted a plate of food that looked just like what I cooked at home the night before. Same plate. Same spoon. Same exact style. I asked her jokingly, “You’ve started copying my plating style?” She laughed it off, but my mind said, “Loveth, shine your eyes.”

Then came the final straw.

One Saturday morning, Dave told me he was traveling to Lagos for a company seminar. He packed a small bag and left after breakfast. That evening, I cooked egusi soup and pounded yam and decided to surprise Sharon. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and I thought maybe we could talk. I didn’t call her. I wanted it to be a sweet surprise.

I got to her house around 7:30 PM. It was getting dark. I knocked. No answer. I called her name softly. Still silence. Something told me to check the door. I pushed gently—and it opened.

What I saw inside will never leave my memory.

Dave—my husband—and Sharon—my best friend—were sitting on the sofa, both half naked. Sharon wore only a short towel, and Dave had no shirt on. They were laughing and watching a movie. I stood there, frozen. My hands were still holding the food flask.

They didn’t see me immediately. But when I dropped the flask, it made a loud sound.

They both turned.

Dave’s eyes widened. Sharon’s face drained of all color.

I wanted to scream, but no voice came out.

I didn’t cry. I didn’t shout. I didn’t even curse them. I just looked at them and asked in a calm voice:

“So this is what you both have been doing behind my back?”

Dave stammered, “Loveth… I can explain…”

Sharon burst into tears, “It’s not what you think—”

I turned away.

I walked out slowly. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t fall. I walked into the night, heartbroken, betrayed, and shattered. But as I got home and closed my door, I whispered to myself,

“You will not fight like a fool. You will fight smart. You will win, Loveth. You will win.”

And that was when my revenge plan began to form.

I CAUGHT MY HUSBAND WITH MY BEST FRIEND, BUT WHAT I DID NEXT SCHOCKED EVERYONE.

EPISODE 1

FOLLOW ME Justy's Stories
My name is Loveth, and I’m 28 years old. I believed I had the kind of life every woman dreamed of. I was married to a handsome man named Dave, and I had a best friend named Sharon who had been by my side since we were kids. We did everything together—primary school, secondary school, even shared a room during university days. So, when I got married to Dave, it felt only right that Sharon would be like a sister in my new home.

Dave was charming and always full of smiles. He would help in the kitchen sometimes, take me on weekend outings, and randomly bring me flowers. Whenever I posted him on Facebook, girls would comment, “God when?” I always smiled and replied, “God did.”

Sharon was always around too. She would come over to cook with me, gist with me, and even help me when I was tired. If I had a small fight with Dave, she would say, “Don’t worry, he’s just stressed. You two are perfect together.” I trusted her more than I trusted anyone. She even had her own drawer in our house where she kept clothes, in case she slept over. I loved her like blood.

But something didn’t feel right after a while.

Dave started changing. At first, it was small. He began locking his phone with a new password. He would receive calls and walk out of the room to answer them. Sometimes, he would say he was going for a work meeting, but return late at night without smelling like work. Once, I called his office and they said he didn’t come in that day. I asked him, and he said they must have made a mistake. I believed him because… well, I loved him.

Sharon also changed. She stopped sleeping over and became more secretive. One day, I noticed she was wearing the perfume Dave got for me last Christmas. I asked her about it and she laughed, saying, “Ah ah, Loveth, am I not your sister? You can’t share perfume again?” I forced a smile, but my heart was whispering, “Something is wrong.”

The signs kept growing. One evening, I was sick and couldn’t go to the market. Dave said he would go, and I gave him a short list. Thirty minutes later, Sharon called me and said she was just passing by the market. I told her Dave had just gone there. She paused and said, “Oh really? I didn’t see him o…” But I could hear background noise—like she was also there. That day, I began connecting dots, but I had no proof.

A week later, something strange happened. I saw Sharon’s WhatsApp status. She had posted a plate of food that looked just like what I cooked at home the night before. Same plate. Same spoon. Same exact style. I asked her jokingly, “You’ve started copying my plating style?” She laughed it off, but my mind said, “Loveth, shine your eyes.”

Then came the final straw.

One Saturday morning, Dave told me he was traveling to Lagos for a company seminar. He packed a small bag and left after breakfast. That evening, I cooked egusi soup and pounded yam and decided to surprise Sharon. I hadn’t seen her in a while, and I thought maybe we could talk. I didn’t call her. I wanted it to be a sweet surprise.

I got to her house around 7:30 PM. It was getting dark. I knocked. No answer. I called her name softly. Still silence. Something told me to check the door. I pushed gently—and it opened.

What I saw inside will never leave my memory.

Dave—my husband—and Sharon—my best friend—were sitting on the sofa, both half naked. Sharon wore only a short towel, and Dave had no shirt on. They were laughing and watching a movie. I stood there, frozen. My hands were still holding the food flask.

They didn’t see me immediately. But when I dropped the flask, it made a loud sound.

They both turned.

Dave’s eyes widened. Sharon’s face drained of all color.

I wanted to scream, but no voice came out.

I didn’t cry. I didn’t shout. I didn’t even curse them. I just looked at them and asked in a calm voice:

“So this is what you both have been doing behind my back?”

Dave stammered, “Loveth… I can explain…”

Sharon burst into tears, “It’s not what you think—”

I turned away.

I walked out slowly. My legs were shaking, but I didn’t fall. I walked into the night, heartbroken, betrayed, and shattered. But as I got home and closed my door, I whispered to myself,

“You will not fight like a fool. You will fight smart. You will win, Loveth. You will win.”

And that was when my revenge plan began to form.