The prodigal child

When God answers a prodigal child…

 I want to do good to please You… But, I want to do evil to gratify my flesh, too… My relationship with you has no compromise, it takes a toll; You want all of my body, spirit and soul. Falling in love with You was the best experience, but my love for you has waxed cold. You are too perfect, too mighty, too awesome,you deserve someone better. I can’t even love myself, I’ll disappoint you… To. The. Letter. It’s not for the lack of trying, I try to fit your standards, I try to be righteous… to love You… to be holy…  but I just can’t… I just can’t…

Yourself? Is it about you or about us? Our love, our relationship, our friendship? Your righteousness before me is filthy. I first loved you even before you loved me, even before you existed. I am Love. You don’t understand me.

The more I struggle to, the further I get from you. But religion gives me a better offer; it offers me fig leaves, put me here and you over there making me believe I don’t need you anywhere. I try to be “Christ like” but when I compare myself to you, I fall short and I’m overwhelmed, I fail everyday and it hurts me knowing I hurt you.

I will make you righteous, I give grace and faith.  Did I not save you? Why don’t you trust me anymore? You sin because you are proud, you want to work to sustain the salvation you received for free, you want to boast in yourself forgetting obedience is a fruit of your love for me, you cannot do it on your own.

Father, think about this; why would the maker of the heavens, creator of the universe who sits enthroned above the circle of the earth and calls each star by name, angels bow down and worship him “holy holy holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was, who is, who is to come” want to be my friend? You even died for me?  You ask little for all you have given me even that, I cannot deliver. I feel like screaming out, are you seeing my struggle? I want to give up, I’ve lost my way, I cannot see you.

Child, you are human, here today gone tomorrow like the flowers of the field, I knew your imperfections even before you were a clot of blood, but I promised to keep you, all I want is your will, not your effort. Just accept my love, when you do, you will love to obey me and do what pleases me, stop trying and struggling. I loved you even in your sinful state, how much more now that you are my own? Come to me, I will change you and make you what you have to be. I will perfect you for me, we will move from glory to glory, I stand knocking on your door, allow me back into your heart. I have always and will always love you.

You love ME?/Yes, You!

 But I am a sinn…/No,  I became sin that you may become righteous .

 I have a load of sin in …/No, you have Me in you.

I was…/ No, you are Forgiven.

 I did some bad st…/ I don’t remember.

You… Don’t?

As far as east is from west that’s how far I have removed your transgressions from you. The sins you repented from, I have forgiven and forgotten. Your help comes from ME, maker of all. I will not allow your foot to be moved. I keep you, I do not sleep or slumber. My arm is not too short to save you. I am well able to. I am with you always. I AM.


To the very end of the time.


VD1-Breaking the myth of heartbreaks


Pretty deep. A “heartbreak” is the most tragic natural disaster; your world stops, you want to cry, you want to die, but you can only sigh. LOL, but I don’t get one thing, why is it called a “heartbreak”? Like does your heart really break? Is your heart made of glass? Last I checked, the heart is an organ that ONLY PUMPS. That boom boom boom when you see that special someone is your heart pumping blood (like it always does) to all parts of your body.

You know who you should blame? Your brain… Your brain is responsible for EVERYTHING! It makes us blame our eyes when we say love is blind, it sends butterflies to the stomach, tells the heart to pump blood to the reproductive organs etc etc etc; Its the brain, blame the brain. When a person “falls in love”, different areas of the brain release euphoria-inducing chemicals such as dopamine, oxytocin (the so-called love hormone), adrenaline and vasopressin. Increased heart rate? That’s the brain telling the heart to beat faster so the chemicals in the blood can reach organs faster. The heart is just an errand boy who is blamed for mishaps(Classic case of shooting the messenger).

Love is a choice a person makes, has NOTHING, nothing at all to do with the heart. And guess who makes that choice? The brain. And forgiving someone who “broke your heart”? Also a choice. The heart cannot fall and break into pieces, the heart is not a plate. Your brain is not a plate and if your brain “breaks”, it can repair itself. So next time someone offends you and says sorry, don’t give that silly excuse of “you broke my heart”, its irreparable (if your heart breaks, you won’t live to tell the tale), things might not be the same because trust has been breached but you can forgive the person and let them go so you can live your life! And the next time you see that cute person and your brain wants to misbehave, tell it “hey hey, your mind for dey!!”.

Take control of your emotions and your life. Forgiveness matters. Do you understand?

I’ll be back tomorrow.
The Chicken Slayer

All Dogs Go To Heaven

Dear Doggy heaven God,

I miss my dog already and it has only been 24 hours since he departed. Eternally.My Zeus, my favorite Dachshund. 12 years ago, he joined the family and was awesome( and naughty too). He was more than a pet, more like a wonderful friend. He knew when I was sad and came to sit quietly by me or when I was angry and just went into hiding. I will miss his barks of joy when he heard us talk about walks. And yes, he was the original Chicken Slayer, once a neighbour’s chicken entered our compound, we either saved it or he eats it whole(feathers and all),I hope you don’t classify it as stealing at your end lol.

I will miss watching youtube dog videos and insulting him because he couldn’t do most of the cool tricks. And when he started growing fat and we used to go jogging with him and how he got tired you have to carry him home. Or when I went on long walks with him to clear my head and think. I talked to him and he never gave bad advice, he doesn’t give advise at all (lol), but he listened. When I fall ill and have to stay indoors,he comes to sit by my bed or jumps in bed with me. He was that awesome dog, the mighty Zeus. And he never allowed his size to bother him, he fought with the big dogs and chased people around. I hope doggy heaven has rice and spaghetti and chickens, because those are his favorite. And he likes to have his own box to sleep in, with a towel laid inside else he will go and pull clothes left on the drying line and line them in his box and sleep(he believes its his right).


He was a good dog, a little stubborn at times, disobedient at times but that is what made him a cool dog. I don’t know why you had to come for him now, but always tell him that I will miss him so much and will never forget him. I loved him so. Take care of him for me.

Thank you. RIP Zeus. RIP Chicken Slayer. I’m happy I had you.Goodbye Dog