Esther was born for such a time as this. She was beautiful and found favour in the sight of all those who saw her. She was a woman who grew into her God-given role. Esther submitted herself wholeheartedly to God and her husband in line with God’s plan without abusing the concept of submission or losing herself in the bid to remain passive. Esther showed wisdom in handling matters that could easily go haywire. She exercised her authority without abusing…
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Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8 There is a time for everything,and a season for every activity under the heavens:a time to be born and a time to die,a time to plant and a time to uproot,a time to kill and a time to heal,a time to tear down and a time to build,a time to weep and a time to laugh,a time to mourn and a time to dance,a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,a time to embrace…
May was indeed a genuinely good and blessed month for me. I’m grateful for my family, friends, loved ones and acquaintances. I’m happy to be alive. It’s been goodnews all around me both with my friends and family. I hope for the better in the coming months. I want to use this medium to shout out to all my friends that made my birthday amazing. I would have called out every name but that would be a very long list.…
I was having this steaming shower when this question popped into my head. My housemate told me churches are reopening. I was so excited that I had to go on the church’s IG page to see if I can book a seat. Inasmuch that this virtual church suits my laziness, I miss being among the gathering of my fellow siblings in the Lord. One thought crossed my mind. It was like why bother going to this church that didn’t check…
God has always been the center of my existence. I’ve seen Him do a million things in my lifetime that I certainly have no doubt that He exists and I’m too sure He cares about me. I’ve come a long way to realize that it can only be God. I don’t have to think about it twice. As Christians when we open our heart to the possibility of things not going as we originally planned and we can only depend…
I wanted to write a tale of a good friend. I know I have a bunch of bffs but today Ruth is the one. Friendship isn’t a transactional or a tit for tat relationship. It’s built with steady trust and love. For me it isn’t something that can’t be bought or sold. Growing up I thought friendship equated to the person that always spent on you, you’re on call with for hours, your turnup partner or the person you call…
…..After 2 months It started with a birthday wish. And a few questions. Tbh she didn’t even care about him that much. She just wanted to submit her project and get a good job. Hello hi conversations started turning into full fledged sentences. Why must it be her she wondered. Her life was totally fine without his presence. I’ve missed you 🙄🙄🙄 stfu. You’re in a relationship. She wasn’t buying any of that. Someone can’t breeze in and out of…
Once again I know these emotions like I know the back of my palm Back then I could write a whole book about this feeling I’m falling falling falling I need to be rescued I’m scared of what I’m not even sure of Hey lovers come and teach me how to love once again How can I just lie down on my bed and imagine the worst that could ever happen and decide not to give it a try? Some…
I had two worlds known to me. The one I lived in and the one I created from my imaginations. Words were something that flowed through my veins. For every statement I made, it meant so much to me. I absorbed the words and created images from every description I read till they became part of my memory. I loved stories. I could deal with lies if they were interesting enough to listen to. I became engrossed in fiction and…
We all experience fear in one way or another. Perhaps you wake in the early hours of the morning remembering that you have a pile of bills waiting to be paid and an empty bank account. Or maybe you don’t sleep much at all because every noise you hear reminds you of the time your home was broken into. Sometimes we fear what is to come – an illness, the death of a loved one, being alone. There is also…