Sharing my husband with another man was the last thing on my mind. 

The man of my youth has taken a woman in his old age, ‘cos  culture permitted it. 

A thorn in my flesh was she ‘cos she had many sons while I searched for one. 

He loved me still, but not as before. My rival now shares my portion in his heart. 
I drank from the cup of my sorrows, and plunged in the sea of overflowing tears. 

O! The heaviness of heart and the gnawing stings of barrenness. 

In my frantic pursuit for a child, I was mistaken for a drunk by an old man. 
I looked up to Jehovah, for from him I found comfort and strength

My days of weeping are over and replaced with my bounty of joy. 

Alas! My diligent labour was rewarded and I got my SAMUEL. 
God still hears is own, look up to HIM. 
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Tales Of SHE. 

 O! The agony. The pain of being a woman. 

My conception had been plagued with rejection and derision. My father desired a child of prestige, one to uphold the family name. This quality could not be found in me, my very essence brought him to  disrepute, I’ll be sold out some day, so why have me in the first place. 
I have no portion in my father’s estate, I’m not worthy to partake of his abundant riches; his landed properties are exclusively for his heir. I have been denied of basic entitlement ‘cos I am considered a wasted investment. 
Plucked at puberty, I became a child-bride to a man old enough to be a father. Imagine! A child birthing a child, how possible?  Well, that was the lot of girls in my days, and my cry for a change turned to echoes in their ears. I was hushed, and I wept till my tear glands could bear no more. 
For how long shall we continue in this bondage? When will be set free from the cage the society has locked us in? Who is willing to be the voice crying out for a change? Who will champion our course?  
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My Music Story 

O! The power in music! What music aside praying and reading my Bible has done in my life can’t be encapsulated in words. Times in my life when I feel so depressed and I can’t seem to pray, I find solace in listening to good music. Its no gainsaying that music is the food for the soul, it nourishes and brings a stirring in your soul (dependent on the kind of music you listen to). 

I recall a time where congregational and personal prayer was almost impossible and I practically force myself to pray, I simply decided to listen to some selected song and it simply worked the magic. My soul was lifted and I found myself praying. This is not to say that prayers can’t get you out of any awful state, it sure can; but music has a role it plays. 

Long story short, I listen to music when the feelings of some strange loneliness engulfs me and it brings a soothing relief. 

What sort of music do you listen to? Is it songs  that drains you and leaves you depressed, or songs that stir up your heart to seek God? My humble advice to you is that you be wise in your choice of music and watch out for its remedial effect. 

ta ta. 

Why Children’s Day? 

Children’s day happens to be a day when children are supposedly celebrated,programmes are organized, outings are made and lots more. But come to think of it; who and what are we celebrating?  How has this day impacted the society and the children therein? These are questions that have been left unanswered.  Shall we ponder on it together? 

Where are our children? I have always known that children are innocent, but what I see are children who have lost their innocence, exposed to the wildlife of the society.  I was also made to know that children ought to be protected; but what I see in my community are trafficked and abused children, whom have been left as preys to their predators, vulnerable and love starved children with no one to cater for, left to handle the hustle of the society. Our children’s hope of a bright future has been raped and they have been made to develop with the poverty mentality. Are these the children we seek to celebrate? 

What are we celebrating? The common thing that we see happen are children taken out to dine and wine by parents who can afford it, while the less privileged go about their usual business. Should this day be limited to eating and drinking by our leaders of tomorrow? Shouldn’t we make it a day of bringing the children in the society together to sensitize and encourage them on doing things that benefit the society? We have to leave the straight jacket thinking of seeing children’s day as another moment of eating and drinking (though its part of the fun). 

We need to awaken to the realisatio

n that the children we seek to celebrate are in dire need of help, they ought to be built up, nurtured,and supported by the society and their parents. It’s another children’s day, let’s come together to build our children, for in doing so,we build for ourselves a great future and by extension we build a great nation. Let’s not limit celebrating our children to a day,let’s make it a continuous process. Build a child each day and you would have successfully built a nation. 
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I seem to be lost!  I’m in a crossroad,a fix. Where am I? Where am I coming from?  Where am I going to?  I don’t seem to know.  Where do I start from? Where do I go from here?.  

Is there a compass? What about Google Map? How do I know my way? I don’t seem to know! 

Life seems to be a jumble, it’s like a maze, one entrance, many roads and one exit. Life is like a market, many roads leads to the market they say,  but which one do I know is best for me. 

Somebody help! I can’t find my way help! Which way do I go. Do I go left or do I go right or do I just stay.  ‘I would show you the way, I would lead you, I would show you the way, I would be your tour guide if you would let me’,  a voice said. 

Alas!  I can find my way, I know my destination, I’m no longer in a fix, I’m heading on. He’s leading and I’m following. He is my your guide, He is JESUS. 

‘… and thine ears shall hear a word behind thee,  saying, this is the way walk ye in it, when ye turn to the right hand, and when ye turn to the left. 
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I’ve Found My True Love 

The search for love was a journey I embarked on 

From every Tom, Dick, and Harry 

The more I searched I got pushed away 

I drew a conclusion that love was vague 
A ‘special friend’ came along my way 

His hands of love he extended to me 

I declined initially because of deep seated ideologies

But fell head over hills ‘cos the love looked so true 

The love I sought I found at last albeit tainted with lust 

I gave my heart,  I gave my all to my newly found lover 

I became lost in lust, broken and battered 

Alas! I realised I was a fool in the pursuit of love

I gave up on love and bottled up wresentment 

I despised anyone that dared crossed my path

A wall of hatred I built in my heart 

Bitter and shattered all along 

I encountered someone who made a change 

His love so pure and friendship so genuine 

Sweeter than honey,  purer than snow 

I’ve never felt this kind of love 

I couldn’t reciprocate his love, hence I withdrew 

He sought after me with warmth in his heart 

I resisted but he persisted 

He caught me and his banner over me is love 

Alas! I’ve found my True Love, my all in all

He sails my boat and rocks my world 

He is Immanuel, my Saviour, my Lover, my King 

Lover of the world and my personal love

Call upon him he’s  ever so near 

He loves you just the way you are 

Experience his love you will never remain the same 

‘cos there’s no one as sweet as he 

What Thinkest Thou?

For as a man thinketh in his heart, so is he (Proverbs 23:7). 

Our actions and inactions are products of our thoughs which produces the cliche ‘think before you act’. Taking deep thoughts before carrying out actions save us a whole lot of trouble; deep thinkers rarely get into trouble. 

As humans  our life revolves round our thoughts hence the Bible admonishes us to think on things that are true, honest, just, pure, lovely, and of good report (Philippians 4:8). Our thoughts are important to our everyday living, hence the need to watch over our thoughts lest any thing that defiles, immoral and wicked pollutes it. 

Immorality, wickedness, harsh words and sin in general are always premeditated upon before the act is done, even though the whole thought process may take a few moments. Guard your hearts, watch over your thoughts that ye sin not through your thoughts. 

Pure thoughts come from a heart that is pure and a pure heart is attainable through purging by the blood of JESUS. Accept Christ into your heart and he would make your thoughts pure and acceptable in his sight. 

God bless. 

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          Why Ask Why?

      Taking a look at our country today

       Several happenings here and there

       People wondering what’s going on

        We all ask why? 
        Various calamities in diverse ways

        Suffering has become a lifestyle to some 

        Pains and agonies all around 

        Our only question is why? 
       Survival of the fittest is the watchword 

       Just existing without a hope of tomorrow 

       Begging has been taken up as a profession 

       And all we can say is why?
      With the happenings all around me

       Looking up to heaven for a solution

       Having hope of a better tomorrow

       I have learnt never to ask why?
This year, learn not to ask why while you are passing through challenging situations, look up to God and he would see you through. God is unquestionable. 
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Beginning With God 

As the journey of another year begins, people would decide to rely on the elements of this world to guide them through the year, but I have decided to rely on the creator of these elements ‘cos I know that he can never fail. 

My reliance on God guarantees me a truumphant and victorious end ‘cos I know that he would hold my hands through the ups and downs. 


Who or what are you relying on?