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Just Like Mortal Kombat
I've done some analysis and finally realised- I wasn't born a fighter. I've never been one. When some persons meet an obstacle, they become so powered up, insulted even that they push so hard till they breakthrough. But I'm more like the Boov's in "Home", Dreamworks Studio's 2015 animation that invented "running away". While my mates fought, I practised surrender.
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I Spent Four Years Asking God to Speak to Me
Two years later, fear began to set in my heart. I'd been professing Christ for years now and had "nothing" to show for it. What would I have to show the world when I left the covering of "school?" Save me, Lord. Every prayer was a desperate cry to God to speak to me too. It looked like my friends were getting stronger too. They all would have something to say about "what God said...". I became worse...
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Why I Refuse to Walk in Darkness.
I mean, how will I know not to go into a business because it'll collapse in 2 months? How can man tap into the eyes of God? How will I know not to allow my son to go to school that day even though he's crying that it's his best friend's birthday simply because, my spirit "does not sit well" with the idea? Only to turn on the News some hours later to hear of the bomb blast at ABC school, 3hours ago? How can I wake up from a dream
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A Sunday Flashback: I Almost Fought with a Kid in Church
He was asking me if I understood Christianity? ME that gave my life to Christ last four months? ME, that Jesus called by name? ME, that had finished foundational Bible school with even a certificate to show for it? ME, that has never missed bible study any Wednesday since then? He was asking that ME if I understood the corners of Christianity?
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A SUNDAY THROWBACK: The First Time My Mum Caught Me Swearing.
Note: Expletives in post. One Sunday evening, some years ago, I was in the kitchen as usual preparing dinner for my family, and I was not smiling. This event was right before I entered the University so I would be around sixteen. I was feeling frustrated…as usual too- all those crazy teenage hormones throwing a party in my system, making everything seem like the whole world was against me and my happiness. There I was, vexed and murmuring about how others have cool parents but I had to be only human unfortunate enough to get stuck with slave masters. I’m daydreaming about getting into the University and running free. Who…
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Dearest Jessica, I Must Confess
Dearest Jessica, Believe me when I say I'm more surprised that I am writing this letter to you than you will be of reading it. I guess I should give this letter a subject as is normal. Here it is: CHEERS TO FRESH LOVE.
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What Line Should You Never Cross?
Day 13 Theme: Ambition I was in class one day when my General Studies lecturer, triggered by an event that morning decided to narrate to us all, a true-life event that happened in the same school, some years back. One that had bewildered many. It was the story of a girl from a very poor background. She got into campus, full of life and a strong desire to shed her stifling and embarrassing background. To live the life that had been denied her from birth. It was a chance to be free; to create her own story, not what life had so harshly forced on her by no fault of…
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A Case for Gbegiri
I had always wondered what sort of spirit could possess a man to eat "pounded beans" as soup! The depravity of it all was staggering.
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Introducing, a Shameless Person
Day 10’s Theme: Trust As I thought about what to write on trust, today’s theme, I came up blank until I remembered a past event. A typical day in my house, especially when my two younger sisters are on a break from their boarding school can be likened to minor mental torture, pressure and incessant stress. Today, I want to let you in on what a real typical day in the Jeremiah’s household looks like. I hope you see something on trust through this somewhat strange drama…just like I did. Few weeks after getting my new laptop. Afternoon. 1:06pm (I’m on my bed when a sister comes to me).Her: Chioma…
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Wings of Change: My Android Story
I first heard of about the android phone from my younger brother. I saw one first in the hands of Adeoluwa. Adeoluwa, who once told me the "Ade" in his name meant he was from a royal family; a prince. Imagine my 8year old Disney-saturated brain and the magnitude of explosions, the word "prince" evoked in it then. It was a wonder I did not go on my knees paying homage immediately. Ade, like most of his specie,
