If what we desire in any endeavor is to be successful, then what does it mean to peak too soon? If what I desire is to succeed, why should I be worried about the success coming too early?
Who would have thought that my parents would ever ask me about my boyfriend when they had spent their whole life ensuring no man comes near me?
The time has come for me to take my “toasters” seriously.
The benefits of having a routine are such that many creatives are yet to understand. Looking at creatives around me, we tend to be disorganized, yet do not understand the correlation between being organized and being creative.
In a bid to act fast, we leave behind messes that in the future hamper our creation process.
Is there any point in arguing or discussing with you when we both know you’ll never change your mind?
If no proof is sufficient, or it will take a ridiculous amount of evidence to make you budge, then there is no need to have this conversation.
As with my Candy Crush saga, many people are stuck in different situations in life because they believe it is impossible to get past it, or they believe they lack the wherewithal to get past it.
One question I am always fascinated to hear asked, is “who is in charge here?”
Whenever that question is asked, it is either a mess has been made, or a mess is about to be made. Why else would someone ask, who is in charge here?
I have always been reluctant about changing my keyboard app. I consider it an essential commodity. That isn’t something I’m open to experimenting with.
Immediately she was done, the D.J started his main duty. P-square’s busy body was the hit song of the moment. There was no better song with which to start the party.
Whenever I go through my timeline in the app, I am always startled by the number of highlights I see some people make.
Sometimes, I’m left wondering, if you spend this much time highlighting, how much time do you have left to read?
Yellow journalism or the yellow press is a type of journalism that does not report much real news with facts. Instead, it is the use of shocking headlines that catch people’s attention to sell more newspapers.
As much as I enjoy listening to expository sermons in Church, reading devotionals from Life Church’s Bible, and studying the Bible on my own, there is another source of Bible teaching I think many people underrate.
Jesus will forgive you for fornication or adultery, but if you got an STD while at it, you’ll have to bear the pain and treat it. He would forgive you for stealing, but you will spend a couple of years in jail if caught.
Grace does not exist in the lawbook, and even if your victim forgives you, the state might not.
If Christ’s death assures you of salvation, what does His resurrection has to offer? If “it is finished” at His death, then of what use is His resurrection?
He could have gone from the grave to heaven, why was He resurrected instead?
These witches have succeeded. The Coven have had their way. How in the world did Tomi and Hannah get home before me?
Why do they look content? Who cooked? Why are they eating together?
My enemies have finally gotten me.
At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter what your name is or what you are called. What matters is what you answer to.
More importantly, if you don’t like what you are being called, insist that it be changed. Or just stop responding to the wrong one.
We the International Association of Backstabbers want to solemnly remember one of our patriarchs this Easter season.
Our hearts and minds go out to Mr. Judas, the son of Iscariot.
It is weird what my brain chooses to remember, and when. It is so bad, that it is disgraceful.
I’m talking disgraceful on a facepalm level. Like, “let this ground open up and swallow me” level of disgraceful.
As much as we want to say judge not, there is always going to be morality, and there will always be a need to judge.
Just like a judge in a courtroom should never succumb to cowardice, so should you.
I can remember when Laycon met Don Jazzy. I believe Laycon was suppressing a lot of excitement at that moment. He is expected to hug or shake hands with Don Jazzy. That is pop culture etiquette. But this is Don Jazzy.
Whatever you have to say about Judas Iscariot, at least he got paid something.
By the way, how much were you paid the last time you betrayed your friends, your values, or yourself?
As the underdog, you need to understand why people support you. Investors expect a return on investment. But at least, they have put their money, or time, or other resources where their mouth is.
Students from other schools must be wondering, “what is an SSS1 student doing being the quizmaster?” While my schoolmates would be asking, “why is this boy who isn’t in our club the quizmaster?”
It is like wanting to touch the fire because you don’t trust other’s account of how hot it is. Or trying to taste every food to know which is sweet and which is not.
At the end of the day, you would eventually learn your lessons, but how long will it take? More importantly, what would it cost you to learn?
This has gone beyond engaging in self-destructive behavior. You are now in the territory of shooting yourself in the foot and sticking the bloody foot in your mouth.
You are burning bridges and taking others as collateral damages in the process.
The only way Crown of Clay could have been any better was for Olamide to have a verse on it. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if Pheelz or someone else either leaks or release a version featuring Olamide in the future.
I hope this masterpiece gets discovered and appreciated by Blacks and Africans all over the world.
The church next repainted their whole premises. They also did a new billboard at their entrance.
This time around though, instead of a promise of miracles, signs, and wonders, the payoff at the bottom of the signboard was “there can be fake miracles, but there is no fake teaching.”
I never thought about something. What happens if Hannah and Tomi got home before me?
No way! Heavens forbid bad thing. Those two girls should never be left alone together.
Some days should be reserved for rendering praises to God. Today is one of such days, and Awa gbe O ga is our song of choice.
Off the collaborative project by T.Y. Bello and Tope Alabi, The Spirit of Light, this song is an attempt at describing a section of the endlessness of God’s majesty.
A vital lesson that has stuck with me over the years is that the distance from admiration to jealousy is shorter than the distance from my thumb to my pinkie finger.
In my opinion, they are two sides of the same coin.
There is a point you get to, and it is imperative you ask yourself, why am I here?
I’m not talking about life. I’m not being philosophical and I’m not talking about the age-old question of why humans exist, or why you, in particular, were created.