Yes, you are looking at a photo of dad spelled out in groundnut husks.
Why?
Well, I’ll start with how I’m a super mega huge fan of boiled groundnuts. The crack, the crunch, the taste just give me life. Every year, a massive festival goes on in my heart in honour of the first nuts of the season. No jokes, evidence below:
Yesterday, 2 years to the day the Chibok girls were kidnapped, there was special coverage of the events surrounding the incident on CNN. And this is what the Spirit says to me (and possibly someone else out there): “God is in charge of the great meeting; he judges among the “gods.” He says, “How long will you defend evil people? How long will you show … Continue reading While the world is falling apart… You are gods.
“…. But they measuring themselves by themselves, and comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise.” 2 Corinthians 10:12 (NKJV)
I’ve had this topic in my mind to write about for a while now. I had just picked up my computer to start, when a young girl asked me a question that so perfectly tied in with the thoughts in my head. Here’s how the conversation went:
She asked, “Who came first in your class?” read the rest of the convo
To stop my brain from degenerating and possibly exploding during a 13-hour layover, I march to the airport bookstore and spend the next half-hour searching for the perfect book. When I read the synopsis of Me Before You by someone named Jojo Moyes, I know I have exactly what I need. Continue reading “Who Are You?”
Sometimes I get forgetful, and I become proud in my achievements and supposed competence. In those times, I have to ‘remind’ myself to be grateful/ But there are other times, that I know that I know that I know that there is absolutely no way I did whatever it was by myself. The writing of my dissertation was one of such times. Continue reading “There’s no way a’thank You’ post wasn’t happening”
Yes, He does want us to not be burdened, or worried, or pained. But that’s not all, it doesn’t stop there. It’s not like ‘Here Jesus, it’s all yours.’ You drop it in His lap, flex out the kinks in your muscles and walk away. Nope. He requires something of you. Continue reading Cast Your Burdens… But…
I am once again in a position where I am questioning the worth-value of romantic (for want of a better word, but just so I’m clear) relationships. This is only the second time (‘once again’ sounds really bad), but it’s definitely two times too many for me. Let’s face it, committing yourself to loving someone that way is pretty much handing over a gun/knife/flamethrower/bomb detonation button/ grenade launcher (enter your weapon of choice) and saying, ‘Here, I’ve decided to give you the power to kill or at least maim me for life. Use it as you wish.’ Continue reading “When Your Heart Can’t Take It Anymore”
Nope, this is not a self-affirmation post. Please bear with the title. 😀
“Nobody told me life would be like this.” That’s something I’ve heard my father say a number of times, and I don’t think statements get truer than that.
Recently, I was trying to imagine what a friend of mine thinks of me (Don’t judge me, I tend to over-think things. I could just have asked, and saved the mental exertion for other things, right?). It was during this intellectual sojourn that I thought, “I wonder if he thinks I’m a passionate woman.” Continue reading “I am a Passionate Woman”
A man (by ‘man’, I mean humankind- both male and female) is generally measured as successful based on two things: his marriage (and family), and his career. I once heard someone saying, “At her age, she should be thinking of her marriage and career.” I believe those are the two things that the majority of humanity lives for.* Once an individual is “of age”, done with education, he/she starts looking for:
It’s a beautiful day! Not just because the sun is shining in its gorgeous glory; or because I’m wearing the cutest earrings and my ankara skirt 😉 ; or because it’s a Sunday; or because I’m in a good mood… It’s because today, I (along with majority of the world) am celebrating Easter. There is a little difference though. I’m not celebrating just the fact that it’s a four-day weekend, or that I get to hang out with friends and do fun things like egg hunts. For me, it’s more than cute rabbits and chocolate eggs (I don’t even get how those came into the picture). It’s all about Jesus! Join the celebration
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