The Embroidery

When I was a little boy, my mother used to embroid a great deal. I would sit at her knee and look up from the floor and ask what she was doing. She informed me that she was embroidering. I told her th…

New Beginnings

This is an open letter addressed to my family, friends and fans (I’ve been told it’s time I accept that I have “fans”). Ever since I started at university in Nigeria back in 2012 I’ve made quite a nam…

Reality Check.

Not everyone will like you. DEAL WITH IT. I was trying to get an afternoon nap and this topic came to mind – so here I am! People often associate being a Christian with being a people pleaser or being…

Hurt.

Hurt. Hi. Welcome Back. Today I want to write about something that is on my mind, which has tentacles that reached down and pricked my heart. Betrayal. I know the scripture, “If it is possible, as far…