Mimi's Blog

"Stories that touch.." are most times beyond mere fictions, but riddles. Riddles in the sense that most of such events, might have occurred repeatedly over time and would have been adopted by we humans as standards. Standards which have zero proofs or non existing beliefs. So.. How do we break free? How do we stop the trend? Fortify your stories, share to heal a soul.

New friends are like gold, You carry them well.. And old friends as platters, You hold them firm. Mysteries uphold men, Beliefs contradict nature, So does a man with profound wisdom. Confusion acts as a relief, Desperation as a pursuit and oppression as a walkway. Just a little attention, A little patience, A little affection, could rejuvenate a dying corpse.

Almost every night, we remember the cross through the moon. But so as not to run at loss, we forget he's coming soon. You travel from Lagos to Jos, just to make your business boom. You wanna please your boss, but you forget that danger looms. You wanna get 'A's in the course, cos you don't want insultive cartoons. You say she's under a curse, cos she's got on her arm, a tattoo. You make alot of choas, just because of what, to you, accrues. You count it all badluck, when in your neglected home, arises issues. You now treat your kids as ducks, whereas, you weren't there, when they needed your tissues. Now that your life is corked, you loose interest in the bundles... Run back to the cross. You have been swindled, And your spiritual life dwindled. HE IS WAITING!

Not scared to slip, Nor afraid to fall. Not scared to swim, Nor afraid to drown. Scared of being the only one falling, Better still being alone when I drown. Afraid I wouldn't find anyone to ease the pressure of drowning, Or provide a relief from my fall. Frightened I wouldn't meet anyone at the bottom of the sea, But would meet someone who's falling endlessly for another. This is my plight, My outmost grief.

I hate traveling!!! My everyday journey from igando to ogba is so discomforting and irregular that sometimes, I wish I could just sleep, then teleport myself to ogba in few seconds. Yeah, yeah... I know what y'all are thinking. I'm Lazy right? It's a free world, I don't take things personal. Just don't forget to remember, that God gave us all brains, and we shouldn't waste it analysing people's lives stupidly. But I've come to discover, that there is a root of Lazy self-interest in us all that is at odds with a hard-working spirit, just as the hardworking spirit is incompatible with our lazy-self. Our lazy-self,  just wants to be stuck in bed all day not doing a thing, and then, our hardworking spirit, sees the need to "hustle​", cos it assumes idle moments are a waste of time. So sometimes, we go extra miles​ to get things done or work extra shifts to attain set goals.  But then again, there are days we j...

Expressions hit faster than words, And words ruin just in time as bullets. Attention costs much more than rubies, And pain flows easily than tears. A broken spirit hurts more than a broken bone, As a dead conscience kills slowly....unlike a dead heart. Fear in the heart of man prevents him from interacting, But grief permits him to vent.. We all need that one main standby friend, Why can't that friend be you?

"Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth - Colossians 3:2 " Things, things, things! A better job, a neater apartment, new clothes, tomorrow's luncheon date, a more comfortable life, financial stability, an assured future. Get the picture?  Many of us have learned to believe God to prosper us to such a degree that we have too much to keep up with. We end up spending so  much time and energy taking care of the legitimate "things" of life that we unconsciously give the attention and affections of our heart over to this natural world instead of to God.  Just one month of undergoing siwes (Industrial Training), and I have an insight into what the economic life of a working class citizen looks like. I mean, the emotional and financial pressure they are all subjected to, isn't worth it. When most of us first heard about living by  faith, we were in desperate circumstances. Some of us sick, and many broke. So it was  eas...