• Ephesus: The Loveless Church

    Ephesus: The Loveless Church

    Résumés. Most of us have them. You know the documents we come up with to note down our work experience, skills we have gained and the names of people who can vouch for us. I’ve seen brief ones and detailed ones. I’ve seen basic ones and sophisticated ones. Regardless of their appearance, résumés always show… Read more

  • Revelation: Letters to the Churches

    Revelation: Letters to the Churches

    The art of letter writing is one that I perfected whilst in high school. Being in a boarding school, the main form of communication with my friends from other schools was through letters. We didn’t have access to our phones and social media was just becoming a thing (can you imagine a world without Instagram… Read more

  • When God doesn’t answer our prayers the way we want

    When God doesn’t answer our prayers the way we want

    I’ve had the privilege of going shopping with my niece and my sister. While shopping for me is a mundane experience, for my sister it is a whole situation whenever she does it with my niece. Because, like every other toddler, my niece wants anything and everything in the store. I’m talking about the toys,… Read more

  • The Weight of the Wait

    The Weight of the Wait

    In recent years, there has been this trend on YouTube where parents give their kids a snack and tell them not to eat it until the parents say so. The parents walk away for a few minutes and leave the child with the snack to see if they are going to follow the parents’ instruction,… Read more

  • To Know God and make Him known

    To Know God and make Him known

    One thing about me is I hate gatekeeping. Gatekeeping is when you have access to certain information but refuse to share it. When someone asks me where I got a particular shirt, or about a recipe or who they can contact for cheap but efficient car service, I am always quick to share as much… Read more

  • Yes Lord but wait, WHAT?

    Yes Lord but wait, WHAT?

    Growing up, when my mother wanted to send us somewhere or wanted us to get something for her, she would call out our names then go silent. With time, we came to understand that when she did that, she wanted us to go to where she was for further instruction. The conversation would go something… Read more