God really has a sense of humor doesn't He?
Tag: God
The refined window
The bubbling of the water was audible this time,I had never heard it so clearly since I started using the sink to wash plates. The sound of the flow of sewage from the sink down to the pipe outside was clear enough even to the extent that little amount of water poured would be noticed. … Continue reading The refined window
Unseen ; Unheard
God sees you
God knows you
God loves you
You are his
He loves you
Like a plunger
"Tobi must have washed oil into the sink again" I thought to myself as I tried to make the water flow again. there was nothing visible blocking the flow but it just wasn't flowing. I put my hand into the water to confirm if there was anything at the mouth of the drainer. there wasn't … Continue reading Like a plunger
The Tale Of The Unweeded Garden
Whatever happened to this garden mustn't be allowed in the garden of our lives
Where ever the weeds have gathered strength for growth, let this strength be broken
Pops
Shout out to all the daddies out there who are intentional about raising children that will bring God glory. May you live long to enjoy life with grand children and reap the fruits of your labor.
The moon sees me
In other words, God sees me and that's enough. Nobody else has to.
Ìrètíọ̀la (7)
As I became more aware of my environment, I noticed the woman sitting by my bedside. "who are you?" I asked faintly.Q She told me I was hit by her car and she rushed me to the hospital. She told me I had been in coma for 2 days and she had been praying for … Continue reading Ìrètíọ̀la (7)
Ìrètíọ̀la (6)
I was on a wide open field with grass-green grasses. I can't completely describe dhow beautifully the field was but I hope you see with the eyes of your heart. I saw me. I was dressed differently though. I couldn't talk to me- the second me. I could tell this Ìrètíọ̀la was beautiful. The beauty … Continue reading Ìrètíọ̀la (6)
Ìrètíọ̀la (5)
I got into the university at the age of 15 and I had become broken yet hardened. My father had become a ghost of himself. Consumed in work, he had no time for me so I sought for friendship in the wrong places. I later discovered that the death of my mum had led him … Continue reading Ìrètíọ̀la (5)
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