He looks into her purse as she opens it to bring out her transport fare. He sees about four thousand naira,all neatly lined up by the side of the purse. She holds the thirty naira she has just pulled out, in her hand, and draws her shopping basket nearer to herself. The shopping basket is… Continue reading Bodija – Moniya
“Jesus’ hometown of Nazareth,… sits on a hillside 1,300 feet above sea level. The view from a Ridge allows a sweeping panorama all the way from Mt. Carmel by the ocean to the snow peak of Mt. Hermon to the north With fertile lands, beautiful Vistas, and moderate climate, Galilee has its attractions, and clearly… Continue reading There was a garden in that place
“Kneeling there in deep contrition”, That’s what a line from an hymn we sing in church says Today, I see you folded by the streets It’s a Sunday morning I’m not feeling too up for church You’re kneeling by the road too Regardless of whether you’re up for it or not We’re both ready to… Continue reading Hey Beggar.
Not having faith is like saying “God hasn’t done it” Faith is acting on God’s word. It’s the second thing after you’re convinced something else has taken place. In this case, it’s the second thing after God has spoken his word. Not claiming” by his stripes I am healed”, shows misunderstanding of the truth of… Continue reading Teachings: FAITH
Sweep the ocean floors will you? I will do so with you We need little water little Just up to our necks Every once in a while Watch the fireworks at night Will you? Let nature perform it’s wonders and your eyes the gazing Your mouth the laughing Let your mind be awed Let your… Continue reading Dear Fearful Christian,
Currently: sitting by the window facing the front porch of my house. Watching a flower dance in its pot. I’m occasionally gazing at the tree in my neighbour’s house. I choose to blog As we grow, our capacity ought to expand. I refuse to be a 12 years old girl in a 3years old… Continue reading FORGIVENESS
So I’m wondering, what exactly keeps me from writing? It’s not one thing, that I know for sure. So when someone dear asks me that question, of course I come up with an answer but I still know it’s not one thing. The time is 1:35am and I’m preparing indomie in the kitchen. This is… Continue reading Life as a non-fiction writer