Hephzibah's Diary

 In my church (I don't own a church. I mean in the church that I currently attend 😅) we have this culture of praying for people or receiving prayers. So, after every service, and you want someone to pray for you, you can easily ask by stepping out front as there's a provision for that as part of the service. And in some services, people don't step out but you just pray for one another. On this particular day, during the session to pray for one another, I felt led to pray for someone that was beside me but I did not have the courage to. I kept thinking: "what if she's not receptive", "what if God was not really leading me to pray for her", "what if my mind was just playing games on me", "what if I don't even find the right words to pray with", and what not. At the end of the day, I did not pray for her and while I concluded not to pray for her, someone else walked up to us, asked if she could pray for her, prayed for her and I

Few weeks ago, my housemates and I decided to do an "environmental sanitation" for the apartment (As per a new year; if you know you know 😝). We cleaned and washed everything that needed cleaning or washing. From the refrigerator to the microwave, to the ceiling fan, to the cupboards and even the walls 😆 Wanted to show off my housemates but the best I could come up with was an old picture😅 I decided to clean the washer. While cleaning the insides, I discovered a lot of soap scum on the edges and the not so easily accessible spots. The dirts were probably caused by excess detergent or fabric softener, or mildew stuck inside the unit. Anyway, I cleaned it while commenting on the dirt and said "The washer that is meant to make clothes clean is dirty". And that statement stuck with me because it reminded me of you and I. It reminded me of how we are the light of the world, lighting everyone's life but our life is dark. It reminded me of how we are washing other l

Shout out to everyone that called, texted and checked up on me after I posted that I just called 911. I called 911 for the first time in my life this past week. Backstory - I was in this 9 day camp which was designed for high schoolers looking to become medical practitioners in the nearest future. I worked as a program team member in this camp and on the 8th day, a kid went missing. He was seen in his room the previous night during the room check but had gone missing in the morning. We looked everywhere for him but to no avail. After looking for few hours, I decided to call the police department of our location and our county but unfortunately, one contact kept ringing and the other was not going through as the police department probably did not work on weekends. In my frustration, I decided to call 911. I told them what the issue was, gave them the needed information, the reasons he might have ran away, his description and all of that. Then, I was told they would send officers to assi

In recent days, I have been thinking a lot about being a child of God. Maybe it's because subconsciously I knew children's day was fast approaching or maybe it's because I feel like I am falling short and I need to do more with regards to being a child of God (I think it's more of the latter🙈). Check out what I wrote in the previous children's day. God created heaven and earth; he created everything and everyone but that does not make everyone children of God. You become a child of God when you receive Jesus and believe in His Name (John 1:12-13). Being a child of God involves having a relationship with God, being obedient to Him, walking in His precepts among other things. There are times we think that it's our activities for God or service to God that makes us worthy of being children of God forgetting that He loves us first and it's really not about what we do. There are other times we feel overwhelmed and doubt if we really are a child of God. The truth

Recently, I think about home a lot. Probably it's because it is finals weeks and a lot of people are going home 😅😆 Either way, I'm telling a story that happened back home. So, there was this day that I woke up quite late and then I saw my eldest brother sweeping the sitting room, the rooms and even outdoors. He was about packing the dirt with a dustpan when he called my attention to something… I hope we all know that the dustpan is a flat scoop with a short handle that is used to pack dirt, dust and other materials with the help of the broom or brush. So, back to my brother’s gist, while he was trying to pack the dirt into the dustpan with the broom, the dust and dirt were not entering into the dustpan. It was going under the dustpan and just a little amount was entering into the dustpan. It was a very frustrating experience for him. He called my attention to see what a ‘failure’ that dustpan was (Not serving the purpose it was made to serve). Unknowingly to us, we wer

Do you remember my last post where I told you about my bad days which included by laptop crashing and all? This post is about the full laptop crashing gist. So, keep reading😅...

 Omo! In the past few weeks that this year has had, I have had several bad days. And at a point, it felt like my world was crashing. My bad days have spanned from not doing a proper job, to getting fake bills, to losing money, to laptop crashing few hours to submitting an assignment, to getting injured, to losing relationships, resources and opportunities, among many other bad things. In this year alone, I have cried so much that my head keeps spinning. In recent days, I even feel my chest tightening (I pray it's not something serious). Furthermore, in these bad days, I have had to question myself. I have heard myself say "God is punishing me" maybe for not reading my Bible, or for not fasting, or for not spending enough time with Him or for one thing or the other. I have heard myself say "God is punishing me for a sin that is why I am having a bad day". It has not been easy but I am grateful for the gift of friends and community that I currently have. They have

Hey guys, Happy New Year😂😂😂 I hope you all have missed me as much as I have.  First, I would like to thank you for the past year and for making this easy for me. I hope this year would be better than the previous year and I hope I get to hear more from you instead. Feel free to write to me and drop your comments as you deem fit. For today, I would like to share a gist from the previous year. So, towards the end of last year (in December) I decided to travel and visit other states. I booked a bus ride to New Jersey and I was careful to pick a bus that had zero transfers. Meaning I did not want to have to change buses during the course of the journey. I just wanted one bus to drive all through the 12hours plus journey. So, I got on the bus and started my journey. When we got to Philadephia, the driver (and probably the bus company) decided to service the bus and we had to rest at the station for about one hour. After an hour, they started checking our tickets so we can continue on the