Monthly Archives: August 2015

Weekly Photo Challenge – Beautiful Creepy


When Creepy is mentioned, my thoughts go to the crawlies and the climbies (my word)
that look slimy or hairy with little or no feet!
I attempted to capture creepy and mine was a sweet keep!
I’ll stop by the PhotoRehab Clinic to let them know Creepy can be this sweet!

Creepy 2

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Josh 6:1-6
Now Jericho was straitly shut up because of the children of Israel: none went out, and none came in.

Not yesterday not years before now, not tomorrow, RIGHT NOW Jericho was shut up! Why was Jericho shut up you ask, because of the Children of Israel, to the extent that none went out and none came in.

Jericho was a city walled in, whose appearance was intimidating enough. Jericho is that thing that keeps you awake in the middle of the night because of its size. The bill is big and the means to sort them out – not in view. You can’t even find an opening into the problem to see how to dissect it. At least if you could go into its core, you can hammer away at the middle till you make a headway, but Jericho was SHUT UP!

Well that’s one way to look at it. Another way which is more positive (and by the way, I shouted when I realised that) is, Jericho, which I have been afraid of from afar, still afraid of every time I think about it, is actually scared of me. How good does it get?! Could it be that I have been living in a world of false fear resulting from ignorance? If only I knew why Jericho was SHUT UP from the onset, it would have helped my faith.

Just maybe, I was quick to forget what God had said to me in the beginning, Joshua 1: 1 -6 Now after the death of Moses the servant of the Lord it came to pass, that the Lord spake unto Joshua the son of Nun, Moses’ minister, saying,
2 Moses my servant is dead; now therefore arise, go over this Jordan, thou, and all this people, unto the land which I do give to them, even to the children of Israel.
3 Every place that the sole of your foot shall tread upon, that have I given unto you, as I said unto Moses.
4 From the wilderness and this Lebanon even unto the great river, the river Euphrates, all the land of the Hittites, and unto the great sea toward the going down of the sun, shall be your coast.
5 There shall not any man be able to stand before thee all the days of thy life: as I was with Moses, so I will be with thee: I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee.
6 Be strong and of a good courage: for unto this people shalt thou divide for an inheritance the land, which I sware unto their fathers to give them.

God promised to give me every land the sole of my foot stepped on, to be with me, literally to take the enemy out for my sake. But by Chapter 6, Jericho comes in view and I cower? This is the same Jericho who has heard about me, heard of the exploits that God performed on my behalf, how He gave me victory, Jericho who quickly shut his gates at the mention of my name? This same Jericho now gives me nightmares. Whatever happened to the courage I was commanded to have? Of course, God knew the enemy was intimidating in outlook, but He told me to ignore that and be strong.

Here’s my thought, whenever you are confronted with a bigger-than-you-situation (like the-giants-in-the-land or them big-man-trouble) or those issues you can’t seem to figure out, revisit the terms of contract that you had with God before you began that journey look through the lines, if you are unclear, hire a lawyer (the Holy Spirit) to interpret the parts you do not understand and let the Master do what He is good at and that is, keeping His promise.

And just so you know, Jericho is coming down! I’m not breaking a sweat pulling it down, but breaking out in sweat rejoicing over its’ fall and that’s my victory. So let the praise begin!

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#FreedomFriday – Meeting with Destiny


Who did you meet today and how did you treat them?

Humming to herself ♫I don get alert, God win!♫ while trying to balance the empty Jerry can on her head, as she scrolls through her phone. Even though there was no one else on the path that leads to the Borehole, she rolled her waist nonetheless. With time, she had gotten use to her pseudo-model steps that sends out messages to whosoever that looked her way. “And why won’t they mind their business?!” She thought to herself. “I’m married, yet these men won’t leave me alone. After, their wives will stay up late in the night praying fire and brimstones on their own head because I didn’t go after anybody’s husband, God knows my intents are pure” and she laughs mischievously at such preposterous thoughts.

I don get alert, God win! ♫ She continues to hum away and then she hears his baritone voice,

“Please may I have some water to drink?”

“You people have started again o! Now your wives will not come and pull you away. Shebi, I came to this Borehole by this time to avoid stories that touch, yet you timed me and waited till I got here. Abeg, park well.”

Laughing at her ridiculous insinuations, he continues “If only you knew who was asking you for this untreated Borehole water, you would have offered to buy chilled bottled water for him instead.”

“Typical male chauvinist behaviour, you don’t even have a water bottle or money, but a well-grounded bad mouth! ‘You would have offered to buy chilled bottled water for him instead, indeed!’” she sighed as she repeated with mockery in her voice. “Are you better than our Oba that drinks from this Borehole, or the Chairman that installed it for us many years ago?” she queried.

“You still don’t understand me. If you did, you would have literally begged me to give you this water, so you won’t be thirsty again. Besides you won’t have to come to the Borehole, it will be coming out by itself for you at home.”

“Wonders shall never end!” Martha exclaims (Sitting down with her left hand over her jaw and lost in thought, her eyebrow almost connect in a frown, she begins to calculate in her head) “Imagine having that kind of source, I will not only have water flowing from my home, I will avoid these troublesome women that come to the Village square to fetch water. Who knows, I might even start my own water board company. See money!” (Smiling and nodding her head at the bright prospects before her that she failed to realise that she had spoken her thoughts out loud.)

“Pardon me?” he says and her dream quickly evaporates.

“I was just thinking aloud”, (she eyed him upset at the intrusion, but then, understanding the implication of what he has just said, she swallowed the rebuke that was at the tip of her tongue and said nicely) “Sir, give me this water so I won’t have to come here anymore.”

Amused at how quickly she began addressing him with courtesy, he said to her “Go and call your husband, and come with him.”

“Hmmm”, (with grimace) because I asked for water, now you want to know my husband, what gives you the impetus? I have no husband jare, if you no wan give me water, bone. Nah condition make crayfish bend.”

“You have said the truth. You were married to five men before now and the one you are with now is not even your husband.”

“Who told you?! That’s how they go about peddling stories about me in this village, God will judge them. Abi, you be winch? Nah joke o!

“No offence taken”, he replies as he joined her on the stone, they spoke about the life she lived, her community, the intertribal-wars and her personal struggles with the women of Ibak Community and the possible solutions. Oblivious of the time, they spoke on and the more interested in him Martha became.  images


His friends returned from their shopping and met him with the lady, each man to his thoughts.

“We haven’t been gone for long and he has already found himself a companion, no dulling”

“Who is this woman he is talking to? And they seem so engrossed in the gist.”

“Is it not that notorious woman that many women hide their husbands from?!” Chai!”

“Hello guys” she says sweetly and hurriedly pushes past them. “I have to tell my ‘men’ about this man, he might be the real deal after all.”

John 4: 7 – 42

Words in Pidgin English:
1. I have gotten a bank alert, God’s got the victory
2. Slang meaning “Didn’t I”
3. Please behave yourself
4. I do not have any husband, if you won’t give me water, forget it. It is by design that the shrimp is bent over.
5. Are you a wizard? I was only kidding.

I checked up on Seasoned Sistah 2 and she’s slowly but surely going through her programme. I have missed her writing, but she’ll be back soon. At this period, we will just have to make do with her last two posts and pray she gets better and better. Take the needed rest and returns refreshed. Hugs to you Yvonne 🙂

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#ThankfulThursday – Celebrations


Thankful Thursday_130815
It’s my baby’s (she’s a friend) birthday today and she’s one of those people you will forever be thankful for that they came your way! At the same time, my colleague got hooked today and a friend lost someone. Surely, you have reasons to be thankful! Use it!

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Writer’s Quote Wednesday on a Thursday


Writer's Quote Wednesday_120815 Today’s quote for WQW is based on Time and its ability to function as Light. I have thought about these quotes and the more I think about them the deeper meanings I come to understand.

Take for instance, if you plant a corn seed and claim it was a bean seed, give it time, the truth will unveil. As a writer, take time to cook up what you want your audience to eat. Make sure that it is well prepared, after several thoughts and edits – send it out. The purpose of that article will be revealed with time in the life it affects.

What’s your understanding of these quotes?

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I’m not sure where Lucile got this Chocolate



from but she says it taste good and therefore needs a new cover.

So this is what I came up with, it is a picture of my friend’s birthday cake (that’s a chocolate cake infront) I darkened the picture cut out some parts. Added the letters… etc and viola! By the way it for #PhotoRehabCoverMakeover 7 and I’ll share some of these chocolatey goodness at the #PhotoRehab Clinic


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