Every post is rooted in scripture, inspired by real life experiences.

Beyond Beauty:The Measure Of Life What Will Remain When You Are Gone? Some years ago, I attended two burial ceremonies , two women, two different days, two very different legacies. What stayed with me was not their ages, their outfits, or the size of the crowd. It was what people could , or could not , say when given the chance to speak. At the first burial, only four people were invited to share. The first speaker cried deeply and said, “I will miss mummy.” Then she struggled, paused, and added that the woman was beautiful… and that people should avoid making her angry because she could be destructive. That was all. The next speaker stood up, clearly overwhelmed, but words failed her. She repeated that she would miss her. The third spoke about appearance, how the woman dressed well, matched her clothes from head to toe, and looked elegant. Then she ended with, “I will miss her.” And that was it. A month later, I attended another burial. Again, the anchor invited people to speak—but th...

Was It Coincidence… or Grace? There are moments in life that quietly interrupt our routines,  moments that do not come with loud announcements or dramatic signs, yet leave a lasting imprint on the heart.  They are not immediately labeled as miracles. They don’t feel extraordinary in the moment. But long after they pass, they return to us as questions we cannot ignore. Moments that make you pause and wonder. Moments that ask gently, Was that coincidence… or grace? One morning, I was on my way to work and boarded a bus as usual. Nothing felt unusual. My thoughts were ordinary, my movements familiar. There was no sense of danger, no spiritual alert, no internal warning. Then suddenly , without deep thought or urgency,   I remembered I needed to get some drugs. It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t something I had been thinking about earlier. I simply stood up and alighted at a bus stop just before my usual stop. I got what I needed and decided to trek home since it wasn’t far. M...

History Repeating Itself While preparing for Christmas activities here and there, a conversation I once had with my husband returned to my heart. I remember saying to him, “Please, do not let history repeat itself.” The previous year, I had been grateful to God, but not in the way I truly ought to have been, because of the clothes I wore, please don't get me wrong  "nothing can separate us from the love of Christ"(Romans 8:39). Yet that first Sunday of the year, something within me felt unsettled. It wasn’t rebellion, I had really wanted us to dress like a family. It was a quiet nudge in my spirit ,be more intentional. So this time, I spoke up. I asked him to do the needful early , to give the designer enough time. He listened. And when the outfit was ready, it was beautiful. But more than the outfit, what stayed with me was this simple truth: intentionality changes outcomes. That moment opened my eyes. Year in, year out, we all make plans. We dream. We hope. We say, “Thi...

🌿 What Are You Grateful For? 🌿 During one of our Sunday School sessions, a simple but powerful question was asked: “What are you grateful for?” The answers came gently. One person said she was grateful for family, the comfort of calling a sibling and hearing, “How are you doing?” She reflected further and said that some families have only one child, who may be grateful for aunties and uncles to lean on, unlike children in motherless homes who have no one to hold onto at all. As she spoke, my heart began to search inward. I thought about my health. From my teenage years, I have lived with PCOS. It hasn’t always been easy. There were moments of pain, fear, and uncertainty. Yet I am deeply grateful ,because every time a crisis came, God gave me strength to overcome it. I am standing, Still moving forward and hopeful. Thankful for my daughter also who has Micenteric Adenitis and she is still standing too, even with the stress that comes with that also.  Then my pastor shared somethin...