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Happy Children's Day

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 latterπŸ™ˆ). 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...

Dustpan

Recently, I think about home a lot. Probably it's because it is finals weeks and a lot of people are going home πŸ˜…πŸ˜† 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...

My Crashed Laptop

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 readingπŸ˜…...

God is Punishing Me

 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...

I Got on the Wrong Bus

Hey guys, Happy New YearπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ 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...

My Bakery Job

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        Bakery activities    I work at a Bakery on a per-time basis, and it has been fun, stressful, and sometimes intriguing. My job description basically entails scooping cookies, assisting in making pizza, pita, and naan dough, spraying trays, icing cookies, slicing loaf, staging, and labelling among others. And I can now tell you for a fact that Americans consume a lot of sugarπŸ˜‚πŸ˜† On one particular day, I was working with a colleague and a manager/ supervisor walked up to my colleague and told her to remove her AirPods from her ears because it is against the work rules. A few minutes after, my colleague rested her chest on the table (work area) and this same manager told her never to lay on the work table and can go rest outside if she wanted to rest. We had to clean and sanitize the table afterward. My colleague was not happy about this experience and she kept lamenting and complaining about how mean this manager is. The next day again, my collea...

Living on a Hill

 I live on a hill. Climbing up the hill to get to my house feels like hiking and it's super stressful. For people that have a car, it's usually nothing to them. However, for people like me, it's a hassle and one of the annoying things is that the public transport stops at the foot of the hill and I would still have to climb up the hill. On one fateful day, I was climbing the hill (to my apartment) with my friend Simisola Obanla. As soon as we started climbing, she started praying and telling God to send a car, or make one of the persons driving by, give us a drive. Few minutes into the prayer, nothing happened. After the prayer, cars kept passing by and none stopped. There was this particular car (driver) that was looking at us like he wanted to help but still, he did not stop. It was like God did not answer the prayer. After a while, the driver that looked like he wanted to help us, drove back to pick us. He explained that he wanted to pick us but there was no space in his...