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PULL ME OUT The darkness is deep here, Eerie noises deafening, Pungent smells choking, The whole place suffocating, But there's some light I'm seeing, To reach the source I'm trying, My whole body I'm stretching, But It's just out of reach, I'm finding. But If what I see is real and true, Then in there are some people. Are they in oblivion there, To my existence here, Or just don't wanna help out? But If they once were here too, Then they should want to, But Whatever the reason has been, I still dare to harbor hope, Not giving up yet, no! You can reconsider and respond to my muffled screams; Pull me out! Pull me out! . Mark.16.15 And then he told them, "Go into all the world and preach the Good News to everyone, everywhere. [NLT] . Stay Blessed!

"Mummy, I don't know when you will stop this act, we've said it over and over again, that a Sunday afternoon meal isn't one to waste time on, we need a quick one, moreso there's a program we need to attend in less than 2 hours....." Blah blah blah, on and on I went expressing my displeasure with my mom's doing. Well, don't blame me, at least not yet. Here's the situation; It's like a family commitment that we normally do not eat on Sunday mornings before church, I know most of y'all don't too.. So after the service, what's usually on my mind is the fastest meal that can be made, so we can all satisfy our bellies. But my mom chooses this particular day to cook time consuming delicacies all in the name of changing our taste, so it isn't much surprising to find Mummy trying to prepare a swallow to be eaten with the most complex soups there is- on a Sunday afternoon. Now the thing is, apart from the long process, we still have to b...

. It's really been long since I posted here, well I was writing a couple of exams so I had no time, but now I'm back to work here, thanks for bearing with me. It means a lot! BACKSLIDDEN It was a bright morning, A Thursday, so sunny, He woke with a yawn, Not like a newborn, Mid-sixties, stinking rich, His name, a palindrome, There's a lot of them wealthy Germans, But very few could next to him stand! And not many got to simply call,'Otto' . Leader of a conglomerate, Never slack at any rate, Never drank, didn't smoke once, Absolutely fastidious, Yet, as nice as his living standard was, His life was a mess, He no longer had joyous moments, His delights were gone, His problem wasn't at all a hex -at all, But even a baby will agree, A broken home's no sight to see, Divorced and left with a teen, A boy always wanting to leave, and with no bit of love for his dad, Otto never foresaw such, in his heyday, his view on marriage was; All wives should be Stepford, A...

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THE CRUSHES CAME CRASHING This write-up expresses someone's journey from a seemingly never ending feeling to a well groomed state of maturity. A journey to realising oneself! . Without further ado, let's dig right in; Back then on the stairs, I was daydreaming, Still really don’t know exactly what I was finding, Coming in through the door, it looked like I was falling, I was seeing tho’, how I was fast losing grip! . It didn’t matter no more, who was calling, My heart was open in the midst of a feeling, It was like quicksand, it looked like I was sinking, In the real sense, I really was losing control! . There and then, I felt my heart bleeding, It was in an open field, hail was falling, To me, it looked like from the inside, I was ripping, Right then and there, I saw my hands leave the helm! . A season of pain; a period of losing, I had had enough of this faltering, I took off on a journey; my feet finding, It wasn’t until then that I saw; That feeling wasn’t really love! . Th...

"GOD, SIT IN YOUR PLACE; YOU’RE NOT CAPABLE" In what ways do we say this to God? Read on!  ‘Then a lord on whose hand the king leaned answered the man of God and said, Behold, if the LORD would make windows in heaven, might this thing be?’ 2 Kings 7:2a [KJV]  I don’t know how you’re feeling, reading this. But I know that you probably are thinking on this man’s level of unbelief-Let’s make it clearer with another version;  “The officer assisting the king said to the man of God, ‘That couldn’t happen even if the LORD opened the windows of heaven!’” 2 Kings 7:2a [NLT]  That’s like saying, “Elisha, even the ‘baba nla’ you believe in can’t do this! Even if the skies were to rain flour and grain from God, this is impossible!” What insolence!  I really feel bad for this man and the end he had, and you probably do too. But we cannot wave aside the fact that he didn’t only doubt and dare God, he belittled Him.  This man said rude words to God directly, but many of u...