Lifestyle | Storytelling

          See ehn, sometimes there’s no reason  in the beginning and that's okay... I’m pretty sure there has been a few times where you have an idea or get an inspiration to do or to start something, it's not like you ever thought of before, it maybe just crossed your mind and you just put it out there- no analogy or a badass planning or whatever it's these days, and    you know people just welcomed the idea or project so warmly, it feels really good abi?               Na here matter one be like say e don spoil....  Now one uncle or aunty poses the “ why ” question and then boom! It hits you hard, how could they have shattered that table you were sitting so comfortably on, you just sat down now ...abi? I’m pretty sure hearing that simple  yet nerve wrecking question you probably have already done a thousand flip backs and your brain might burst open from thinking so hard for an answer. Just calm down, you are not alone o! Oftentimes you don’t have a “why” per-say in the be

So let’s say I asked about the first thing you were gifted when you were born or as a child. You would probably refer to a particular toy, for some who were born with a silver spoon, you would maybe tell me about a really expensive necklace that you still own or you know, just something fancy. Well... when a child is born, the first thing he/she is gifted is a name, an Identity. Regardless of when, why or how often it happens, the giving and receiving of a name is an event of major importance which cuts across culture and religion. Irrespective of the fancy shoes or bags or whatever we were gifted at birth, a name is the most priceless gift because your name is the greatest connection to your own identity, individuality and is a crucial factor in developing your sense of self.   I know I should chip in the story of Jabez who by prayers broke through the wrong identity given to Him at birth but that’s a story for another day.   Always remember  “   your name illuminates your Identity, d

  You know as a teenager, I thought I had my life all figured out- finish Uni by 20, begin my career at 21, get my first car at 23, get married at 24, have my first child at 25 and by 30, I would be ready to have my tubes tied (literally) and then get back to being a sweet sixteen... you know, quite simple, organized...   Well, it feels like I probably was making one hell of a joke and God must have had a really good laugh, because He surely did have or has other plans for me... you know life has a way of revealing more of God and His plans or taking you farther away from them (my best bet is that you go with the first option, it’s safer, better and more assuring).     Now at 24, I’ve only just discovered my path and I’m about to begin my journey and that’s okay. We all have different numbers on the clock and it ticks differently for everyone but that doesn’t mean it’s late for either of us.     So to anyone like me, I hope in a few years we can say “ I told you so, delay isn’t denial”