Month: February 2017
The rate at which cars break down in Lagos can be frustrating sometimes; as this often accounts for unprecedented traffic. But then, it’s incredible to see how efficient the authorities are in handling broken down vehicles. They’d always send a tow truck to the rescue.
Without a doubt, tow trucks are life savers! You know, as much as you’re more of a victim when your car breaks down and you’re almost helpless, other road users still see you as the villain, causing hold up and what not. But the tow truck comes and it’s almost like it’s saying ‘hey, I’ve got you. Just hop on my back and I’ll take you to safety’. Read the rest of this entry »
I’ve been slacking on this journaling process- to be honest, some days are just humdrum and dull. But then again, some others are really good. Life is all about balance- highs and lows, ups and downs, fun and boring. We can’t keep waiting for the sizzling stories when in reality, there are more mundane stories. Read the rest of this entry »
Sometimes God speaks to me in unexpected ways. Today was one of those times. I was driving home after having breakfast with a friend. I enjoyed my time with her, but now the responsibilities of what lie ahead for the rest of the day was crowding in and threatening to steal my joy. My mind was flittering from one thought to the next, eventually swirling out of control. Somehow my to-do list had morphed into a list of my problems, my insecurities, and my failures.
Have you ever done that?
In the midst of my chaotic downward spiral of self-deprecation, there she was—all three feet of her—skipping across the Lowe’s parking lot while holding her daddy’s hand. Her dark unkempt, waist-length curls bounced with each kick of her dirty sneakers, raising her turquoise princess dress enough to see her jeans beneath. Was she wearing those jeans first then put on…
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There are certain things we know as true but still find it hard to accept. One of such is death. Everyone knows death is inevitable but still, it doesn’t cushion the blow when it happens. Just recently I saw two pictures of young chaps who had passed on and it sent my mind reeling. I always thought I was at peace with death…but can one really be? Read the rest of this entry »
When we lose a loved one,
The grief is unthinkable…
We make vows and resolve to always keep in touch…
We write lengthy trubutes filled with
Tears and sad emojis.
But like it always does, life goes on.
Another day, another struggle.
And all our vows and resolve to keep in touch,
Slowly fade away,left behind in the struggle.
The struggle to pay bills, to manage life
And family, and career.
The struggle to stay alive, period.
And the cycle continues…till someone else dies…
Life is like a carousel.
I never stops. Up and down it goes.
Whether or not you’re ready,
Whether or not you want it to, it never stops.
Life is like a carousel.
You cannot make it stop,
You cannot get off,
Until you have to.
Until you get to your stop…
She, like anyone else had baggage. Admittedly, she was a hooker and everyone knew it. She’d hear the whispers whenever she passed by. But really, how was a pretty girl supposed to make money and get by? Of course she wasn’t happy about the turn her life had taken. She always wanted to marry and well, have kids. But who was she kidding; she was just a sex worker.
Something about him drew her close. He wasn’t like the others. He was- different. She observed him. His eyes were so transparent, she could see his heart. There was something there…something she had never seen. Was it love?
Sneaking into the elite party, she found her way to his seat. His eyes still held that thing for her. It thawed the ice inside of her as her tears began to fall in torrents. She knelt at his feet and cried some more, then pulled her silky hair loose to absorb the tears. With the one expensive Miss Dior bottle, she sprayed his feet till the entire room took up the beautiful scent.
He looked at her with compassion in his eyes. Saw all she had done but didn’t judge her. He forgave her despite the pile up of sins. He loved her and she in turn reflected his love like her eyes reflected his.
She loved much because she was forgiven much. –Luke 7:47
You know why some of us still have the time to judge others for their sins or place ours on a scale and see whose is the heaviest? Well, because we love little. Thanks to God who loves us so much that He sent His son to die for us. In so doing, He set an example of what love is. He was sinless and had every right to judge us but he didn’t.
Why then do we see others who sin and think it’s unforgivable? We put them on the stand and sentence them guilty. This, they’ve gotten used to. And for this reason, they won’t change. We will judge them anyway!
You can’t say you love and find it so hard to forgive.
We love much when we understand the gravity of our sins and the extent of His forgiveness. We love others when we realize we’ve all sinned and fallen short but God loves us anyway. This love, He expects us to extend to others.
It’s Valentine’s season and I couldn’t help dropping a message on love. Let’s love much because we know how much we’ve been forgiven.
Happy Valentine’s Day friends! ❤❤
Song of the week: You Love me Anyway by Sidewalk Prophets.