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Do You Spend Time With Yourself?

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I want to ask you a sincere question, and I hope you’ll answer it truthfully: Do you really spend time with yourself? I don’t mean watching movies alone. I don’t mean scrolling through your phone when no one is around. I mean real time. Quiet time. Just you sitting with you . Do you ever sit alone and simply listen to the thoughts running through your mind? The loud ones. The quiet ones. The confusing ones that you wish would stop. Do you ever sit still and notice the silent battles going on in your head? Have you ever had those moments when you feel like screaming, not because you're angry, but because you’re overwhelmed, yet, you keep it all in? Because if you let it out, people might think something is wrong with you? You’re not alone. Many of us feel this way. But not many people talk about it. Sometimes, you need to come out from the crowd. Walk away from the noise. Step aside from the pressure to always be available, busy, or perfect. Just leave it all. Go somewhere qu...
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Seasons!

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  When you hear the word seasons , what comes to your mind? Winter? Summer? The cold days when you wrap up in thick clothes? The hot ones when the sun doesn’t seem to go away? But seasons are more than weather. They are the different phases of life. The slow days. The fast ones. The hard parts. The healing parts. The moments when things fall apart and the ones when everything begins to make sense again. A season can be quiet, like when nothing seems to be happening, yet everything inside you is changing. It can also be noisy, when life is moving quickly and you're just trying to catch up. Sometimes, it’s planting; doing the hard, hidden work.  Other times, it’s watering, nurturing what you’ve started. And then there are seasons of harvest, when what you’ve waited for finally starts to show. But let’s be honest. Not all seasons feel good. Some are uncomfortable. Some feel like loss. Like waiting.  Like walking in the dark and not knowing when the light will come. You k...
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Dear August!

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  Dear August, It’s a fresh page. A new breath. A quiet turning of the calendar that feels anything but ordinary. I step into you with awareness, not rushing, not dragging my feet, just arriving ... fully present. I come in bold. I come in whole. No pretence. No pressure. I don’t want to just pass through this month; I want to live through it  intentionally, truthfully, and joyfully. Because if there’s anything I’ve learned, it’s that time doesn’t always wait. So I will not waste this space. I will not delay my becoming. I affirm that: My words will work. They will open doors, stir hearts, and leave fingerprints on moments that matter. My light will shine. Even in rooms I never thought I’d enter, I will not dim. I will not apologise for brilliance born of grace. My consistency will speak. Even when no one claps, I will continue to show up. Loud or quiet, or seen or unseen; it counts. My voice will bless. It’s not just noise; it’s nectar to those who need...
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Do You Really Mean the Words?

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Whenever I sing the lines of Hezekiah Walker’s ' I Need You to Survive', I find myself reflecting deeply. That song doesn’t just stir emotions; it provokes thoughts. I don’t know if it’s just me, but every time I hear or sing those lyrics, I begin to ask myself: Do I really love the people I claim to love? Do I see them as part of God’s body, or am I trying to play the role of the entire body? Do I truly stand with them when they need me the most? Do I even listen to their opinions, or do I always insist on having the final say? Do the words I speak to them not cut deeply like a butcher's knife? Do my words instigate suicidal thoughts or help heal their wounds? Do I honestly pray for them, or are my silent thoughts toward them laced with bitterness or competition? The truth is, they may not be oxygen, but you still need people to do life. You need shoulders to lean on. Ears to listen. Hands to hold. You need presence. Fellowship. Unity. So let me ask you: Whenever you s...
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The Courage to Alight and Begin Again

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  As rightly said by C.S. Lewis in The Case for Christianity : “We all want progress. But progress means getting nearer to the place you want to be. And if you have taken a wrong turn, then going forward does not get you any nearer. If you are on the wrong road, progress means doing an about-turn and walking back to the right road…” This quote resonated with me. Because progress isn’t just about moving forward; it’s about moving in the right direction. And sometimes, that means stopping. Turning around. Alighting from the wrong path to retrace your steps toward healing, wholeness, and truth. So today, I choose to alight . I alight from wrong decisions. I alight from abusive relationships. I alight from messy thoughts. I alight from people-pleasing. I alight from timidity. I alight from shyness. I alight from anything that belittles me. I alight from regrets, from my past. I alight from unforgiveness. I alight from hatred. I alight from guilt. I alight from low self-estee...
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Value Lives On

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  The best thing you can do for yourself as the week unravels is to add value to your life, as much as you can. Because truthfully, it doesn’t take much for people to move on. They will forget you like you never existed; not because you died, but simply because you’re no longer in their sight. And once you're out of sight, you gradually become absent from their minds. But your value? Your good works? They linger. It’s no surprise when days, weeks, even months go by and no one checks in to ask, ‘How are you?’ People just move on as if you were never there, as if your presence never made a difference, as though your impact didn’t matter. But here’s the thing: every now and then, someone will remember. They’ll say, ‘Oh, there was someone who once did this or that…’ And that will be it. People may not remember your name or how long you were in their lives. But they will remember the value you brought, the energy you carried, the lives you touched, the good you did, the love you gave. T...
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The Weight of 'I'm Sorry'

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  Before I go straight to what I have to talk about today, I’d like to share a story with you. I had this buddy in secondary school. He was my senior in every sense of the word: age-wise, class-wise, and knowledge-wise, so I respected him like I would any senior. One day, while we were studying together, he asked me to stop calling his name with any title, just plain ‘Paul’. It didn’t sit well with me, so I asked again to be sure I heard him right, and he confirmed it. The African child in me, specifically the Nigerian child, couldn’t come to terms with that because we treat respect for elders as a big deal, even if it’s just a one-year gap. And here I was, before a senior, asking me not to call him ‘Senior’ or ‘Uncle’. It sounded weird. I tried calling the name without any title, and it felt so awkward. I felt this heaviness in my mouth whenever I tried to pronounce just the name. Mind you, that’s also my dad’s name, so you get the awkward feeling, right? As if I were calling my d...
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