August 14, 2019
“If you don’t pay one million naira into my account by the end of this month, I’ll send those pictures to all my groups online and two of my blogger friends.” I almost passed out. There was no need to ask Peter for the pictures he was referring to because I already knew. It had been three months since the breakup and I had not heard anything from him since then, so the call was a surprise to me.
Simi: Peter, but why? The breakup was mutual nau; we agreed to go our separate ways. Did I offend you in any way? If I did, I’m sorry. Please don’t do this to me. I beg you. Please. For God’s sake.
Peter: I don’t care, get the money and I delete the pictures. You have three weeks. You know how to get me when you have the money. Don’t call me if you don’t have the money. If you do, you are finished.
Continue reading “RESET”
Words have the ability to change lives. The word of God brought the world into existence. Words, spoken and written, have the ability to influence our actions, inspire us and illuminate our paths as we journey through life.
On a personal note, reading the written word in scriptures, books and other channels has been and remains a great blessing to me. This, among other things, inspires me to write. Writing is one of the things that brings happiness to me. The opportunity to create worlds, communicate messages and play a role in changing the narrative is a great one. Most importantly, the privilege to be a scribe sharing the word of God and expanding the frontiers of His kingdom is a life assignment that I’m thankful for.
Writing for a Change is a series designed to help Christian writers improve the depth, dynamism and delivery of their message. It will kick off on Thursday and over the next four weeks, we will have writers share lessons addressing diverse areas. We trust that God will use these lessons to bless and build writers that will take the message of Christ all over the world!
Terah took his son Abram, his grandson Lot son of Haran, and his daughter-in-law Sarai, the wife of his son Abram, and together they set out from Ur of the Chaldeans to go to Canaan.
But when they came to Harran, they settled there.
Terah lived 205 years, and he died in Harran.
Continue reading “SETTLING DOWN?”
Gbe body e… Gbe soul e. Oga mi, for this life, na who chop, na him be man. Gbagbe!
Promise watched as the driver and conductor exchanged pleasantries. He wondered how things got this bad for him, but this was no time for a postmortem. He needed food and to get that, he needed money. Damning any possible consequence, he approached the duo with his request.
Continue reading “THE HOMECOMING”
Joab was on his way to work when he met with his secondary school mate, Abishai. Their conversation holds an important lesson for us.
Joab: Abish Baba! Abishai!! Any other Abishai is a counterfeit. How you dey? It’s been a long time o.
Abishai: Boss J, your boy is loyal o. How have you been?
J: I’m good o. What are you doing here? You look tired.
A: Hmm. I look tired because I am tired.
Continue reading “KEEP WALKING”