• Creative writing,  Faith

    Have You Seen My Baby?

    From the Stables of a Backsliden Christian… What does God’s presence mean to you? How much do you value his voice? Do you still tremble in awe of him or like Peter, you’re standing afar off? I wrote this poem in May. It was a time when my life was filled with much sadness steming from my disobedience to God’s instruction and my confusion and desire to fix it all and return to the way it used to be. Funny how you may not have noticed the distance that slowly crept in between you and your saviour or you’re still where you veered off the path of righteousness. Maybe you…

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    Forgive And Learn, The Experiences Within

    As usual, the horizon on surfaces bestows a different meaning when it comes to context and perhaps there is a secluded reason for all of this. I wouldn’t want you to think of this as a mere experience of sorts but a triggered, subconscious narrative paving way for desires. Let me arouse your appetite with a small experience, may I? Our method of getting water to the kitchen recently changed. It was tasking, not really new but certainly not what I was hoping for because I cannot remember the last time, I fetched water using “osuka” and a big basin. Unlike how it was, it would involve me taking water…