Even at birth He knew what was at stake, still He stayed back just for me and He stepped in in the rarest of ways. There in a manger with sheep and goats and mothers love, and yet His arrival was announced with a star rising from the North and men of wisdom trailing its path from the east. As soon as He arrived, He started giving up a lot just to save me sorry ass. The lives of all the babies is...
Singing 9ice’s song ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪No be mistake, say I dey celebrateNo be mistake, say I dey jubilateNo be mistake oh! Hay!No be mistake oh! Hey! ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ Opo eyan lo ti mo, pe mo lolorunOpo ojo loti ro, ti ilé ti fi muJoin now as I celebrateMake u come and jubilateNo be mistake oh! Hey! ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ I have every reason to celebrate God extremely today because I can see the scenes replay again, between...
The week ended in a crescendo of expected events, Baba Yemo’s wedding, Amed’s late grandma fiddau’s prayer and more… I can not but thank God for His grace and strength to pull through the weekend, Baba gave me the much needed energy. A few lessons that I learnt during this period are not just invaluable, but irreplaceable. I found the thin line between friends and family, the distinguishing...
Someone please call 767 not 911… that’s old school…767 is the number to call.. Things are getting better and they keep getting even better, Lagos state is getting pretty interesting and quite unusual these days with the abnormal becoming very normal and the unusual becoming seemingly unusual. I have heard testimonies of the new efficiency of the emergency response system of the Fash’s...
I just have to thank God for this headache banging my head right now, it’s pretty much something I saw coming, I felt it even before the clipper started munching my hair, but still I am grateful; I thank Babaloke for the opportunity to hack down this hair again… it won’t be long before it gets long and interesting again.. yeah my hair grows fast and long. I am also grateful for the way things dey...
Just writing with some gangsta luv..lol I’ve been online for a while now, trying to deal with a lot of things happening around me….processing, digesting and outputting… I bet it’s a real big world out here, although everything looks a little bit smaller on my monitor and I just can’t imagine how close everything that happens here gets. Blogging for me hasn’t...
A pal once said in sarcasm…“Show me your friends”And I said“What if I tell you about me?Would it be biased?Would it be bragging about who I am not?I don’t want to think about it” Then I told him a story A visiting friend of mineTold me after week on departure… “Trips are long, lagging and tiresomeThe roads are bad, dangerous and my broken teeth says it...
Is it more to say the brand we seek is not that which we exhibit as individuals and as a nation? This may be an assumed statement, but it’s been more right than wrong. Defining the stuff we are made of actually gives us a brand? My wonderful friend and brother the Independent one gave a most detailed explanation of what a brand is since I heard the word of the first time, I couldn’t agree more...