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Today , I said I was going to read the book of Philemon but didn’t remember till I opened the blinds and shut the door ready to go for work. Why did I do that again? I barely spent time with my maker and I’m wondering why I’m not singing in tongues or memorizing the word. I fe el the overwhelming guilt from switching from W hats A pp to blogs, to Instagram and then T i k-T ok. I will do it later tonight ; I say . I will spend time with my maker . Still, I’m back in bed after a long day and all I want to do is to catch up with YouTube - of course after I have returned all the calls of my loved ones. I don’t even have time for H im I think to myself, but then, in a moment, and as a still small voice, I hear the word so loudly “ You never left, and H e never left you ”. You see, H e was there when you woke up feeling astray. When things were not adding up and you were wondering when the next cheque will come. When you realised once again that there’s no one to make break...

  You see this faith thing, it's a must have. It was a couple of weeks ago when I saw this beggar girl and her friends purify themselves by the roadside for the hour of prayer and then take a position to pray without any fear, shame, hesitation or reservation.  I thought to myself about how we make so many excuses, waiting for the perfect moment to reach out to God. The truth is, it's all about what we prioritize,  and you need to realize that there’s a divine power beyond our natural senses and above all, that power is good. It wants you happy, it is always always on your side even when it doesn’t seem like it.  Forget whatever has happened before the moment you started reading this article and trust that everything conspires for your good, the only person who can stop it is you. When you disagree with the love from the Universe then bad energy follows and continues to reinforce your negativity.  Remember everything is constantly working for you to “make ...

It starts with a lot of restlessness, twist and turns and not being able to fully handle what each day has in store. The days have been long and the nights very short. I am more irritable than ever before. Feels like time just keeps flying and I can’t seem to keep up with all that is happening. I heard the courtrooms have now become a movie scene and people are no longer driving their cars because of the price of fuel. I am overwhelmed I don’t know what is going on until I backtrack a bit to where it all started. It was in February, the second month of the year, in the northern hemisphere usually considered the last month of winter. I had gone to the King’s land and I got so carried away that I changed all my mobile and electronic device region and paid all those subscriptions my Mastercard could not handle. I felt on top of the world until I got back to my father’s land and I couldn’t change my region back to my country. Don’t get me wrong, I tried. Did all I could. Took my phone ev...

It was a bright and sunny Monday afternoon. I was particularly excited about this Monday because instead of the typical hustle and bustle of the city, the environment was calm with less people on the streets, which is how you know there is a public holiday in Lagos. A day to do laundry, watch Netflix or visit family and friends. Most importantly, it was also a day to visit Balogun Market where you can get everything and anything you need depending on how far you were willing to walk and who was leading you. I had followed a couple of friends to buy some items. A handbag, travel suitcases and a 'Musibau' bag (which apparently is the one used to load foodstuff when you are leaving Nigeria for a long time). We had trekked a long distance from Balogun street to Oluwole and round and round making twists and turns but I kept my pace and was even more excited because it had been so long since I walked in a crowded space where everyone walked like they were running late and you had o...

I think when God created the souls of those who are now called Nigerians, he put us in an area with dusts, but it was not just any kind of dust, it was fairy dust, the type that makes one giggle, that hypnotizes, that drives one to a higher calling and makes us feel entitled. Entitled to the best things in Life; comfort, money, liquor, women, men, more women, communal living, good food, great music, and the ability to make mockery of another person’s circumstance even if you are also in it and there is nothing to be done about it. We are the ones who will stretch our legs on empty rows of seat on an airplane, because we choose comfort over sophistication. The ones who will sit wherever we want on a plane even when our boarding pass says otherwise and still argue with the air hostess trying to correct us. We are the ones who will expect free Wi-Fi on an airplane and also say that the airline could have told us to come with fans because the aircraft is hot, and the plane is old. We...

Richard Cory by   Edwin Arlington Robinson Whenever Richard Cory went downtown, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.   And he was rich — yes, richer than a king — And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place.   So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head.   P.S- Remember this, rock bottom is a perfect place for rebuilding -Titliope Sonuga  

“ I guess when you turn off the main road, you have to be prepared to see some funny houses ”- Stephen King After many sleepless nights, 177 unwatched YouTube Videos, doubts and anxiety, great support system and finally courage and strength. We arrived our destination  https://selar.co/lhum Thanking you.