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Hey Mo! Series | The ForrealForreal Come to Jesus Moment

I got the idea of a series called “Hey Mo!” where readers, Instagram followers, and friends of ATBM could submit questions on any topic and my answer would be turned into candid open letters! It’s a perfect way to share what I see as beautiful stories while opening the door for an open forum!


This week, I got a couple of questions that I decided to combine! I’ll be talking on all things faith! Ready, Set, Go!


Question: What has your faith journey been like?

I spoke a teeny weeny bit about my official come to Jesus moment in a summer post, “The Resounding Yes | #TheAbereLoveStory” (missed it? click here to read). I say “official” moment because prior to being baptized on July 20th, 2014, I had a stretch of time where I hadn’t kept my word to God. I had attended youth conference after youth conference and had learned to speak Christianese… just enough to not make me look like a heathen lol. In order words, I wasn’t saved saved. Y’all know what I mean lol. I had grown up in church, the child of a devoted servant of Christ and hadn’t quite grasped what it meant to have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.

I think many of us go through similar periods and we end up in a tug-of-war — God vs. the world. The things of the world look good, seem fun and despite knowing we shouldn’t, we indulge in them anyways. It’s kinda like McDonalds fries. Year after year, we hear reports about McDs not being good for us blah blah blah.. and when no one’s looking, YOU pull into the drive thru-craving it (I had to say you because I don’t do McDonalds anymore lololol). Psalms 34:8 says, “Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good.” You can’t desire steak, garri/eba, or filet mignon (all the finer things in life… see what I did there?) and still be munching on trash.

For me, I had to decide that I really really REALLY wanted to taste of the Lord’s goodness for myself. If I’m being honest, that meant removing myself from a seven-year romantic relationship, cutting out clubbing and drinking, and seeking God to clean up the mess I’d made of my spiritual life. The beautiful thing about God is He’s ready to meet you EXACTLY where you are. My faith journey is just that.. a journey. One that continues to be a winding road full of challenges. Even with that, my faith has grown in unimaginable ways and I’m feasting on all the steak I want in the Kingdom of God.

Question: How do you stay grounded in the Word continuously when life happens?

I remember that I was never promised a life full of smooth-sailing. 1 Corinthians 4:8-10 says, “We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.” If anything, after reading verses like that, I’m encouraged to see what else the Bible has to say about my tough times. I’m super grateful for my community that also helps me to stay in the Word. When I feel too discouraged to pick up my Word, I have sooo many brothers and sisters in Christ that pour into me. What’s your tribe looking like?

Question: What devotionals have helped you in your relationship with God? Which ones do you study or recommend?
When I first came to Christ, the devotional “Our Daily Bread” was literally EVERYTHING! I was fortunate enough to receive them for free from my church. These days, I’m sure you can download the app. There’s literally an app for everything. I’d suggest ODB for anyone who is unsure of where/how to start reading the Bible. As I grew in my faith, I realized I needed a little more depth and began reading devotions from the YouVersion Bible app. I recommend buying a studying Bible and using that in conjunction with a devotion of your choosing. But don’t forget, nothing replaces the Word of God. Starting from the Gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John) is never a bad idea.

FunFact: Bethel Campus Fellowship (BFC) now has an online devotional that I’d love for you to check out- click here.


At whichever stage you find yourself in this journey towards Christ, Keep Moving Forward! Thanks for your question, Reader! (I’ll Venmo $5 to the first person to respond with the name of that movie reference! One of my faveeeees).

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Hey Mo! Series | Adjusting to Life After My Dad's Passing

Hey Y’all! I got the idea of a series called “Hey Mo!” where readers, Instagram followers, and friends of ATBM could submit questions on any topic and my answer would be turned into candid open letters! Since starting ATBM in December of 2015, I’ve gotten new followers and subscribers that aren’t too familiar with me. It’s a perfect way to share what I see as beautiful stories while opening the door for an open forum! With that being said, I’ll tackle the hardest question first. Here goes nothing…


Question: “If not too painful, how has life been without your dad? How you adjusted and all”


To be honest, on some (read:many) days, I still feel like I’m adjusting. I remember turning 23 and thinking, “wow, I’ve officially lived for more years without my father than I have with him.” My father passed away on December 24th, 2005 from Pancreatic Cancer after what felt like the LONGEST battle ever. I was 11 and my world pretty much broke.

However, in that season, I truly learned the importance of community. I saw my church family rise up in unimaginable ways and even up until this very moment, I’m grateful. Always will be, too. It’s definitely been rough hitting some of my life’s major milestones without him. Graduations, Birthdays, and soon-to-come… marriage.

I don’t see death as something one particularly “gets over” but rather, you learn to cope. You adjust. You have your good days, your bad days, and days when you realllllllly have to resist the urge to question God. At many points, I was angry, frustrated.. you name it, I’ve felt it. At 11, I often found myself thinking and questioning, “did I not pray hard enough or did God just feel like taking my dad away?”

Since his passing, I try to enjoy the little things that remind me of him. His infamous gold bracelet never leaves my left wrist and as long as I have my way, it won’t. I listen to Bob Marley and remember marveling at his Jamaican history lessons. I think of random facts and laugh at the fact that I got the trait of knowing a lot about what some may call “irrelevant” things lol. I hear talking drums and remember the days when the sounds of it filled my home.

Some days I get frustrated that I can’t remember his voice.. his laugh. When I feel those pits drawing near, I literally can only find solace in the Word of God–

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“Death has been swallowed up in victory. Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting? The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the Law. But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ!” - I Cor 15:54

I look forward to the day when we get to laugh like there’s no tomorrow. Until then, I grow. I remember the many lessons he left behind. I keep his memory alive to anyone and everyone that’ll listen lol. Side Note: It’s funny because people are usually scared to ask me anything about my dad. I guess they think I don’t want to talk about him, which couldn’t be the furthest thing from the truth lol.

To first love of my life, Abiodun Aremu Akintunde, continue to rest in peace.

Thank you for your question, reader!


Enjoying this series and interested in keeping it going? Submit a question via the Hey Mo! submission page. www.astoldbymoyo.com/heymo ❤️