Tag: Christianity
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More than words can say…
“Experience is the best teacher.” I grew up hearing those words a lot and not for a good purpose. It was always a warning. Something that follows your desire to “go see for myself” despite the many advice your elder has given you. “Experience is the best teacher.” Those words almost made me wish to…
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The Seeing Blind
“…then some of the Pharisees who were with Him heard these words, and said to Him, “Are we blind also?” Recently, I had to eat the humble pie. It was not as dramatic as you’re probably imagining it to be. 🌚 I met someone a few days ago. We got talking and I was so…
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Roses are red…
…heartbreaks are blue The first Valentine’s Day gift I received was in SS 2, from a sweet gal who sat in front of me. It was an impromptu thing. “I think we should be each other’s Val.” I received a necklace that I wore till it faded. It was my first and only valentine’s day…
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Psyching God
I can’t really remember what I was doing but I was busy. I think I was either washing plates or clothes, or I was cooking. Something that required me stepping out of the room. I had just come in to grab something quickly when I heard the tiktok video my roommate was watching. In the…
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Normal Does NOT Mean Okay
I’ve had this post idea for a long while, and yet, for the life of me, I just couldn’t bring myself to write. In between NYSC and another job of mine, I am almost always frazzled out. So much so that when faced with choosing between writing or escaping into a novel, escape always win.…
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Take one; take two
Remember the blog post I titled Jailbreak? There I talked about how forgiveness frees you and how bitterness only imprison you. Now here’s the thing. When someone hurts you and you, you know, take the bold step to forgive the person, you think you are free until you see the person again and everything within…
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Don’t Build A Camp in Misery
That is what God always say to me when I am either trying to ignore the pain in my heart or I am paying it much attention. He will say, “it is okay to grieve, but don’t build a camp in misery. Allow yourself to heal. Don’t push the pain away; don’t pretend as if…
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I miss my Mommy
These recent days, I have faced quite a number of disappointments. I mentioned it in the previous post. Through it all, one thought kept running through my mind — I miss my Mommy. Never had I felt the distance between us as much as I did in those trying days. I wanted to bury my…
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