Hephzibah's Diary

(This was originally written 2years ago. However, I am sharing because since the inception of Corona, a lot of people haven't gone HOME.) When last did you go home? A few months ago, I traveled to Lagos. When I got home, there were so many changes on the street, even changes in the house. For instance, there was already a new hotel in front of our house, there was already a club abi bar beside the hotel with so many decorations and colorful lights. The changes also brought about other changes. For instance, because of the bar and hotel, every night is always noisy with deafening music, the area is always filled with people towards the evening time and sometimes there would be quarrels and misbehavior as per people are 'high'. What I am trying to say is that the last time I went home, there were serious changes in the area. Even the street lights were functioning well. The club and hotel kinda made the street more beautiful and colorful, especially at night.

I wrote this two years ago. I just stumbled on it now and was blessed after reading it. I am sharing now because it might bless one person too. ... While at work in the early hours of Monday, a "friend of the organization" came around. We all took turns in saying our "hello", " hi", "good morning" and "I'm fine" greetings. It was nice to have him around because it had been a while we saw him. So while exchanging pleasantries, he jokingly told a colleague of mine that he didn't know him but the colleague kept insisting that he knows him. Since it was a joke, we all laughed over it and after a while, the greetings ended. However, as we were laughing, I was very sad. We all laughed but my laughter was but for a moment. As I laughed, the words sank and I was really sad. I realized it wasn't a laughing matter so I decided to call our attention to it. The friend that came visiting was like "I don'