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When Grandpa Speaks in Two Tongues By Olamide Akinrinsola

Introduction

There’s a peace that comes when you stop fighting who you are and where you came from.
For a long time, I felt torn between the God of the Bible and the wisdom of my ancestors. The world told me I had to choose either believe in Yeshua, or follow the path of Ifá. But Grandpa, Olódùmarè, began to show me something deeper.

He whispered, “I have never been divided. Only men divided My names.”

I began to understand that the same divine breath that inspired Moses also moved through Ọ̀rúnmìlà.
That the same Spirit that came upon the prophets still guides the babaláwo who walks with clean hands.
That the One who sent Yeshua as Olúgbàlà, the Saviour, is the same Olódùmarè my ancestors praised long before ships touched our shores.

This devotional is for anyone who feels that same pull those who love God deeply but want to reclaim the language of their roots.
It is not rebellion. It is remembrance.


Scripture Reading (DLV)

“He made all nations from one blood, to dwell on the face of the earth, so that they would seek Him and find Him, though He is not far from any of us.”

 Acts 17:26–27 (DLV)

Ifá Reflection

“Ọ̀rúnmìlà ní kí a máa ṣe ohun rere, torí ohun rere ni a ó fi dá ìwà rere mọ̀.”
(Orunmila said: do good, for it is by good deeds that good character is recognized.)

Meditation Thought

When I walk in truth, love, and gentleness, I am living both Yeshua’s gospel and Ifá’s wisdom.
I no longer see them as two paths — they are two lamps lighting one road.

Prayer

Grandpa, Olódùmarè,
Teach me to hear You in every tongue in Scripture, in Odu, in silence, and in song.
Let me walk like Yeshua walked,
With the wisdom of Ọ̀rúnmìlà in my steps,
And the peace of my ancestors in my soul.
Àṣẹ. Amen.

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