“We live in dark times. We can choose. We can be a shinning light. It is possible” Bukola Omodara I was recently asked to speak at an event for young ladies between ages 13 and 25 on the following topic : “Rising Above Societal Narratives.” While preparing for the topic, I knew I had …
The first time I opened a bank account, I was 16 years old and in my first year in the University of Benin. After I received my account details from the Bank, I made at a stop at the University’s Sports Complex which was also served as a prayer spot for many students. I prayed …
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“God is not a serial killer!” I have spoken these words to myself several times in the last 72hours. Events of the past one month or thereabout, have raised many questions in my mind. to be precise, the death of two persons that I knew personally. The consolations and comments of friends and well wishers …
When the seventy-two returned from the assignment of Jesus, they marveled and rejoiced as they relayed the story to Jesus in the knowledge that the devil and his agents succumbed to them when the name of Jesus was mentioned. Jesus in the manner of his response was happy but he told them that the occurrence …
“And said unto them, Ye men of Israel, take heed to yourselves what ye intend to do as touching these men. For before these days rose up Theudas, boasting himself to be somebody; to whom a number of men, about four hundred, joined themselves: who was slain; and all, as many as obeyed him, were …
Godly sorrow, Not Condemnation For though I made you sorry with a letter, I do not repent, though I did repent: for I perceive that the same epistle hath made you sorry, though it were but for a season. Now I rejoice, not that ye were made sorry, but that ye sorrowed to repentance: for …
It’s that time of the year when all roads lead to the Tafawa Balewa Square for The Experience which can be safely assumed to be the Most Anticipated Worship Concert. It’s the 10th Edition and it definitely promises to be better. It will be going down on 4th of December, 2015. But before the D-Day, …
“You are also a lie?!” Ada screamed in desperation at the receiver on the other end of the phone. Tears trickling uncontrollably down her face, she disconnected the call. Amidst sobs, she bent over to straighten her gown which had now folded above her knees. She almost forgot she was on the Third Mainland Bridge. …
Some weeks ago, I got into a very interesting discussion with Tide on the issue of tithe payment. In his opinion, the Church places too much emphasis on tithing as an injunction. His opinion is however not unfounded; the truth is no conventional Sunday Service ends if tithes have not been paid. For me, the …
Her head buried in the pages of her history textbook, Asabe suddenly looks up with a curious face and says to her mum who was knitting a sweater beside her, “Who is Jesus?” Puzzled, her mum sets aside the sweater she was knitting, “Jesus?” She asks again like she had not heard her clearly initially. …
I have noticed this trend for a while now and I have been gravely uncomfortable with it. In fact, I have never ceased to wonder how we got to this point; this point where white or black has been replaced with innumerable shades of gray. I was having an interesting conversation with a friend about …
Speaking vehemently against evil And even more aggresively against the devil Preaching for virtues you do not possess And against vices you have in excess Mr Preacher,pls have some faith Coz from where I see,you have been flirting with the truth Preaching values on the altar Which on temptation’s arrival,you can’t mutter The souls of …
The people of Ilogbo now hated me,it was an undisputable fact because I had caused their soon to be king to serve an undeserved term in the evil forest.I definitely could not wait in their midst for Olu’s return. So,the next morning before cock crow,I left Ilogbo with my siblings;they were all I could …
My name is Ewapipe (meaning complete beauty) but there was nothing complete or beautiful about me as I sat in the village square of Ilogbo, drenched in my own blood from sores all over my body and watched Olu being led away to the evil forest, I could not stop wondering “Am I worth this …
As a little girl, the story of Sleeping Beauty and her Prince Charming used to be my favourite bed time story. I always fantasized about how my own knight in shining armor would come out of the blues, fighting through the thorns and all, arrive at my castle and kiss me out of my slumber …
