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I Saw Them

  I saw them When they came to look for children They’d turn to a man who lives next door for solutions to childbearing. My teenage eyes peeped at them killing the fowl which I later confirmed was sacrifice for children. I saw him I saw him blow white substance in the air They had a masquerade party and the clouds were forming. The clouds looked really angry So angry they didn’t seem to smell the powder one time and rain scattered the party. I saw them I saw them come collect rings and concoctions to make them rich. None of them asked why he lived in a one room Face-Me-I-Face-You, I’m sure. I saw them After church service, we’d rush home to eat and excuse them so they’d change and perform for the masquerade party. I saw them flog “reluctant givers” I saw them return to our compound and transform to humans who wear human clothing. I saw her Every morning She’d kneel at the grave by our window, speaking softly to the bones buried beneath. Sometimes he’d join her Together, they ...

Struggling With Your Finances? You Aren't Alone

Hi! I have a huge confession to make. I have been struggling with my finances. You might say that is normal but I do not see bad things or terrible situations like poverty as normal. His Word says that He will supply ALL my needs according to His riches in Glory so when my needs aren't met, I get troubled. The past couple of months have been weird. I made a couple of questionable decisions. Thankfully, I have been taught to stop looking for witches and wizards after my finances but search my self FIRST. So, I looked through myself and the decisions I have made and found many failings. #Shiloh2019 messages and ministrations have been helpful. I couldn't be on ground at Canaanland, Ota(due to work) but I connected Live via Youtube, Facebook and at my Zonal Centre, Marwa, Lekki during the Prophetic event last December 2019. The First night was impactful. Bishop David Oyedepo, as if he was speaking to me, asked us to check our righteousness and standi...

Short Story - The Footbridge

We were close to the pedestrian bridge when I saw them. 3 boys on the footbridge. It looked like they were in some kind of fight; 2 against one. Even more terrifying; no street light from the bus stop we came from to the next 3 bus stops. The last time I was robbed at the next bus stop at 6am flashed before my eyes. Picture from Google So, if you avoid them by running at this bus stop, how would you avoid them at the next bus stop, my conscience asked me. On we walked till we got close to the bridge and they noticed us. One of the boys started walking down. I eagerly pointed them out to my partner. “We need to go back” “Why?” he asked. “It is 3am and those boys on the bridge are coming down to meet us” “I don’t think so”. This fearless man answered. “Let me find a stick”. He started looking around him for a stick. I saw the second boy walk to the other end of the bridge and I turned back without waiting for my partner. “Wait now”. He called after me. “They c...