A Different Kind of Fall

“I wish I was 16 so I can know what it feels like to fall under anointing too” I hear Biola say in that childish grating voice of hers. Gradually, I stir from my fall, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the sunlit room. Biola is my 14year old younger sister. I hold my … Continue reading A Different Kind of Fall

There is Love in Sharing?

*Singing* share a Coca-cola with… *insert friend’s name here* Now replace “Coca-Cola” as seen up there with your boo’s name. Did you just say "Ehn?!" When I heard this story, my jaw dropped. Literally. So I decided to share. Here goes… ****************************************************************** A scene was playing out at The Peppersoup Place where Damola had dashed … Continue reading There is Love in Sharing?