HIS BELOVED One of the fundamental questions we ask in life is: Who am I? My simplistic answer to this question is this: My truest, purest, nonnegotiable identity is the beloved. And in spite of my checkered past, my fabulous flops, my painful history, my deepest flaws, my boneheaded screw-ups, and, yes, even beyond my
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
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
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
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
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
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
…..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
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
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
