It's been a little over a year since my last post went up. For good reasons I decided to lay low this past year. It was a year of reviewing everything and anything I was involved in. I seemed to loose interest in many things and was seemingly just floating through others. It would therefore... Continue Reading →
A journey down to my teenage years. It is an appreciation of the very sensitive years that build the foundation for the future. It is also an encouragement for teenagers to be pace setters and not succumb to the pressures that entice them.
You know how you get drawn to the amazing picture of a little girl all glammed up in a matching dress with her mum tagged #minime or that cutie in a matching traditional attire with his dad and you just can’t resist loving the picture (that’s if you are not even sharing or tagging your... Continue Reading →
We hear so many disheartening stories of ministries splitting, members changing churches, Facebook groups (including chistian groups) with so much drama, marriage counsellors getting divorced, group members throwing shades, gossip, malice etc. Many times happening within what we call the “body of Christ”. What is going on? What are we doing? Whom are we deceiving? Where is... Continue Reading →
It is Mother’s day again and a lot of best wishes would be flying around to many mothers all around the world. Knowing we all have the best mothers... As I join the world to celebrate the specie of humanity that is forced to live through so much pressure consciously or sub-consciously; I would be... Continue Reading →
Did anyone else grow up with this book? Have you ever seen this before? I grew up with this book and a basket of drugs (our little drugs dispensary) in the dinning room. This was the book mum would consult when we started showing sick symptoms. I vividly remember an incident when I was stooling and... Continue Reading →
Walking past the classroom corridors with juniors and seniors avoiding you & pleading the blood of Jesus; classmates making the sign of the cross on the chair you just got up from; fearful gazes and stares in the hostel and countless sessions of prayers against you is not the ideal situation for a 10 year old away... Continue Reading →