When I was much younger, I really did not enjoy white rice and stew very much. But that was a staple Sunday lunch say 2 Sundays a month except for when my mum decided to prepare a nice curry sauce or fried or coconut rice. I actually preferred jollof rice and my mum was well… Continue reading My Jollof Tales
2015 was a year of so many lessons. I would like to share one BIG lesson that was reiterated in my life this year; but first, a background story. Mr. Robin had an excited little dog, Chloe. She wore her leash and was left around the yard to play. After a while, she started circling a… Continue reading One BIG Lesson
As kids, we often got into some mischief and ended up with bruises and cuts. Then the cut would be disinfected and cleaned thoroughly and antibiotic powder sprinkled and then layered with gauze and then a plaster would be slapped across and then that tetanus shot we would have to take and then we would need to… Continue reading Don’t hide your wounds!
By temperament, I am dominantly Phlegmatic, and one of the downsides is that I am a natural worrier. I tend to worry about the minutest things. Every day, one of the ways I know God is at work in me is that He brings my worry weakness under control. As I write I remember how… Continue reading Worry Not!