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When I Forget, He Still Remembers

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There are days my hands tremble to write, but my soul finds no rest until my heart is poured out...          I basked in the shield of His grace, Unaware of the reason behind the race. Always caught— Kneeling, Folded hands, Whispering a plea for a miracle. How easy it is to forget. How often I do. When things are smooth, I drift. When storms rage, I sprint back— Worn knees, wet eyes, Begging for what I once held loosely. And yet… He meets me still. Not with scorn, But with open arms And mercy that remembers what I forget. I was constantly enveloped in His arms, Like a baby, He carries me carefully. I have reminisced on every second from my before, But He did not find a foul in me. He beautified me with a soul. He erased all wrongs, and in His eyes, I am always His own. As I kneel here, my mind is a daily courtroom, Where I am the judge, passing verdicts On how hurt my Chi (My God) has been. But an ungrateful soul has learnt to be grateful. I ...

"Selfless Act" (thank you for being the selfless human)

 People tend to be nothing but kind, that doesn't mean they are weak or couldn't see through the shortcomings, but that's just who they are, such persons are like stars shimmering in the sky, serving as a reminder to every kind hearted person , to be steadfast in their selfless pursuit.  They are like candle lights that burns through the darkest paths,  To them , being able to change is not the goal, but to lace everyone's lives with lots of kindness , that they would have no choice but to transmit it to others. Such persons are selfless in actions and true to their words, they are the "Doers" They give without expecting nothing in return, They derive joy in being a source of comfort to others, they are "Rare Gems", Often times we search for Angels in heavens and within " Us", but the truth is ; they have been set on earth as human beings to reach out to the hearts that's beautiful enough to see the charisma they exude. They don't k...

What is your Identity?

     Amidst the current chaos, what's your identity?  The identity in reference here is not about financial capabilities but it's heavily situated on "Character"  Who do you Represent? Which stamp do you bear? What is your identity? How often have you used your character as a medium to show your identity? Are you bearing the stamp of God or the devil's?  Are you for Heaven or Hell? Who are you for? The stamp here,  refers to one's character, what kind of problem has people met you to solve for them in the recent past and now? Are you bearing the stamp of God as one of the representatives of heaven set on earth to transmit positive changes, or are you bearing the stamp of Caesar?  Which stamp are you using? The stamp of light or darkness? The stamp of love or hatred? The stamp of peace or destruction? The stamp of taking advantage of a situation to loot private businesses and properties? The stamp of jealousy? The stamp of contentment or unsatisfac...

Try Something New, Spice up Your Life

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     I guess you would have tried something new at one point in your life or the other. I can also guess that for most of the new things you have tried up until now you didn’t plan for it, it just happened. It could be that a friend pushed you into doing it or maybe you were in an environment that conditioned you to try it.  In this piece, I will like to talk to you more about trying new things intentionally. Before we continue, can you think of some of the new things you have ever tried? Fo r  me, it was learning how to ride a bicycle and a car in my second year in the university, learning how to swim in my final year at the university, trying out some new delicacies from the eastern part of Nigeria during my National Youth Service year in Lagos State Nigeria,…but to mention a few. Trying something new does a lot for us and influences our growth. Are you thinking of how trying something new is tied to your growth? Sit down, relax, grab a cup of Frappuccino and ...

Mansion Full of Scars"- The Hidden Cost of Isolation.

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  My child ; let me tell you about a 60year old man who once lived in a beautiful mansion, said the weak old man, he went on to say;  He had beautiful kids, beautiful grand kids, Billions of resources, Rich sources, He had fleet of cars, But he lived a life full of scars, He traveled to any country of his choice, He kept his kids in the dark,  And thwarted their bright dreams for the future, He couldn't create an environment for them to be safe... I once told his son; "I can't live in that haunted mansion" he smiled and said; "It's not the mansion, it's the grey haired man, who ruled it for years" It gave me thousands and more reasons to doubt his greyed hairs, erasing his years in the sands of time, he was on the verge of completing his story...  When... I heard footsteps scurrying off the streets , I took to my feet! What's happening on that end? I asked rhetorically , I heard the wolves had been set after everyone, said the young child running...

The Big Turn

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Forgive me, but am sincerely unapologetic, Am not sorry for wedging a war against my body and soul, Against what my head says and what my heart wants, For wedging a war against my imaginary perceptions and what the reality truly is.. These organs of mine, got me entangled in a strict war, Am unapologetic for standing up for myself, Am unapologetic for being blunt, Amidst your stunts, They said "Love is Blind" but I find myself breaking free from the bond that bind, My tears are dried up, My hopes once thwarted has been rekindled, I feel relieved, After being so bereaved, There's no hate in my heart anymore, I stopped my self blames,  I was never the problem, My empty spaced self, is refilled with fate and happy charts , twinkling like the stars, I took the bold step into the leap, Am not in regrets, Yes, I am scared a few times, Reminiscing on if I made the right turn or not, But am filled with lots of conviction, Keeping courage, Counting my sacrifices, Naming my devotio...

Minding My Business

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  If I didn't have to look too deep into a hole, On every pole,  that wasn't dug by me and for me, I wouldn't be caught trespassing, Maybe if I didn't have to tell a lie or two, Against someone that is not on my toe, I wouldn't be asked to walk carefully. Maybe if I had invested my time building myself, Than disrupting other's processes,  I wouldn't be loaded with excess, If I had laid down in bed at night, Curdled and slept like I should,  Erasing every evil thoughts for someone else, I wouldn't be faced with plight, If I had looked in my own mirror, Without wondering what another man's mirror is made of, I wouldn't be here , staring at myself in horror, Wondering how my wonders wanders, If I didn't have to get detailed scenarios of another man's diary, I wouldn't be here, looking so weary , If I had taken out a little time, to constantly solve my own puzzle, I wouldn't have been here chilling with a pizza with rumbles of quizzle...