Love That Sees

“The irony of the ‘water in a glass’ analogy is how in the struggle to decide whether to see the glass as half full or half empty, we often lose sight of the water in the glass… ”

–  Osione Abubakar

The stars twinkle heartily in the clear night sky above the canopies as the choir raises yet another chorus and the congregation joins in; heads bowed here, hands lifted there, people kneeling, standing and lying down, all with voices raised in one accord – all but one. A lone voice sings a solitary song amidst the throng; its anthem is unique in that it is different, born not just of worship and surrender, but of a yearning to be heard. It is the song of a heart seeking to be seen and heard, a heart lost in the confusion that ignorance brings, believing it’d be heard more clearly by the Father if it sung a different song. Continue reading “Love That Sees”


Sunshine In The Rain

“There’ll always be ‘his side of the story’, ‘her side of the story’, ‘their side of the story’ and so on, but there is only one truth and sometimes, neither side is it.” 

  Osione Abubakar

Hey guys! I’m not as excited as that exclamation mark would have you believe, far from it😔… I’m fighting the fear that I’ll struggle with meeting future rendezvous like all the others I’ve missed in time past. I know the pattern doesn’t have to repeat itself, I’m working on that and will try as much as possible to deliver🙏. No more second bests, no more ‘almosts’🙏🙏. Say a prayer for me to this end and subscribe (it’s free🙃) to receive updates if you haven’t already. The end this year shall be greater than the beginning, you’ll see🙌. Continue reading “Sunshine In The Rain”

Leap of Faith…

It’s quarter past 5pm, I feel refreshed after a few rounds of not-so-random workouts needed to fill in some information with a trainer and a really long bath. Refreshed, yet tense, one of those rare moments were working-out isn’t therapeutic to my mind, for the only answer is to do that which I’d been running from. You see, it’s exactly 1-month, 3-weeks and 5-days since I last wrote, mostly because I’d let my tendency to run away from confrontation take charge. Every day I remembered a missed update, I’d start to worry so much about missing commitments and subsequently overwhelm myself with the feelings of inadequacy that arose, effectively stifling my ability to do any productive writing. Continue reading “Leap of Faith…”

Dancing In The Rain, Or Lack Of It…

The soothing scents of musty air and cold winds is noticeably absent from the atmosphere, alongside the surreal calm and festive spirit that hitherto seem tangible enough to touch. The nights are a mockery of cold and the heat still rules the day; head-warmers and mittens, mufflers and scarves, gloves and socks, all have no place in what is but a shadow of my favorite time of the year. Continue reading “Dancing In The Rain, Or Lack Of It…”

An Endless Journey…

Hey hey, its been a really long while since our last rendezvous, partly because of circumstances beyond my control but also due to circumstances I refused to control and for both I am truly sorry. Forgive a girl for giving in to the cares of life and not defining priorities rightly for a brief period 😫, I do hope this finds you all well though 😊 and I would love to know what has happened in the time I’ve been gone, both in the blogosphere and your daily lives; feel free to mention them in the comment section. Continue reading “An Endless Journey…”

One of those days… or months😶…

This is one of those times where I wish this were a vlog😥 seeing as I’d honestly rather just talk but Google’s speech-text function isn’t all that 😖

I’m stuck on another unplanned trip and realising that there are worse things than getting stuck without your Bible (remember the April incident?😁 Click here). What could be worse? Well, for me that’ll be getting stuck without my laptop, journals or compete toiletries and with only 3 changes of clothes😥 Continue reading “One of those days… or months😶…”

The Scent of Flowers💮🌺

I picked myself wearily from the sitting room couch, moving like a broken puppet controlled by childish hands as I made my way into the kitchen. A cursory glance at the wall clock shows it’s a few minutes to Monday’s midnight and I remind myself resignedly that I have to be up before 4am. The aroma of freshly baked cake washes over me as I open the kitchen door and everything suddenly feels fine, my mind and body are revitalised and I feel such contentment; aromatherapy in its best form yet.

Continue reading “The Scent of Flowers💮🌺”