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Photo credit: https://www.challies.com  “Your friend, the tall one, someone I know likes him” He laughed. “Who?” They gathered in same office battling same purpose – Research. His supervisor was for some reason scarce to see; he often had to wait. The two friends habitually had their stay in one of their lecturer’s office. She was the one students often flocked around. She shared same office with his ‘scare’ lecturer. She smiled, processing how thoughtless she sounded. The words fell; may be to satisfy a dare. He probed further. This time, whole-heartedly. She laughed in return, trying to buy time for the best retort. Nothing happened. No words. No thoughts. Just blank. She turned to steal a look at her friend whose eyes now sent the expression of that painful act: betrayed! She had turned white or pale. I think pale. He could decipher who and what she meant. Perhaps, who and what they now meant but he needed clarity. He laughed to buy relaxation. He pitched his last prob

                                                            Photo credit: faithis.com On that day she said “I believe” love began to live in her. A love that had the security she once longed for from humans. She couldn’t explain it – His love spurred up a passion for love unto others too. Though some circumstances of life made it seem like being loving was not the correct dispensation but on those times, she would recall who she was and who she had become; her transformation spelt out GRACE. Plain and simple – Grace in Jesus. It allowed her give people time to mature. There were days she would cry, laugh, smile or just stay silent, wondering what manner of love he continually bestowed upon her. It was real. Though invisible yet real. “Hey! Where have you been?” The chat stated.   She woke up to it.   “How far?” she replied, communicating a familiarity that didn’t exist. She couldn’t wait for the team work to be over. She needed to get done with the guy. He resembled unres

While In school, I believed one lie – that I wasn’t good enough to be a bright student. To crown it all, while my new friend and I were conversing on our first day at school, our conversation was cut short by a statement made from a 200 level student “Ah! you are a mass comm student, mass comm is not simple o! Your lectures are wicked and you people don’t use to have first class”. I really didn’t know what a first class was at that time, but I knew it had something to do with a student being at the top. Fear gripped me, then my fears inspired a prayer – “God, let me just pass and go”. God showed me I could be more than the prayer. I hate failing and I’m certain everyone does. Some people have just given up on themselves or have allowed their environment/people define them. Regardless of which position you find yourself, I will like to tell you to take off all preconceived notions (those thoughts in your mind that makes you feel like you are not good enough) as we journey on 7