Tag: God
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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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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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Exposure
Culture Social Shock Few years back, I decided to take my writing seriously. By seriously, I mean I started thinking about publishing. There’s this friend of mine whose writing style I admire. I went to meet her, asking that she mentor me in this writing thing. One of the first thing she said was that…
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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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Coloring outside the lines
James 1:2 NKJVMy brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials. I think James’ choice of words is quite peculiar. Fall. Various trials. How many of you have ever had a graceful fall? You know, you are walking on the street like you own every building on the sidewalk, when your ankle…
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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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Discovering love
Growing up feeling unloved can leave a deeply seated mark on one’s soul. Like you have heard me write, my mom is a great lover of her children, and she taught us to love one another the same. But it was not exactly the same with my father. I cannot claim that he does not…
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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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A Little Lesson From Makeup: Beautiful Mess
It was Friday evening, when my friend, who is a make-up artist, called me to ask if I wouldn’t mind having my face made up. And I was like, “are you kidding me? Of course, I’m interested!” P.S: those weren’t the words I said. I said “sure”, you know, sounding cool and all that. Anyhoo,…
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