Boy, I've written this a hundred times over in my head. Where do I start from? Yes. Here: UNHAND HER! It is so sad how quickly you have forgotten who you are, and who your Father is. And you have taken over control of your own body to use it as you please. You're such... Continue Reading →
When there is a gulf between you and your objective, you turn back because humanly speaking, there's really nothing much you can do. But Abimbola is there drawing plans for a bridge
“Proof Of My Laziness” @SeyiMafolabomi https://medium.com/@seyimafolabomi/proof-of-my-laziness-a8822ebbfb9a
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I know a man of burden in this time. He is my friend. Adebayo Ibrahim Razak. We call him AIR. He is a man who I can describe as one without an iota of dignity in worship, and shameless in prayer.
You may be called to light up a thousand. Some times, just one. But make sure that you turn on the switch on that light, and beam it out there in full force. It is your whole duty to shine the light.
Boy, headiness comes from the devil. And he tells you that you are strong simply because you have prayed, and promised. And he let's you think that you have automatically become Hulk Hogan.
A man's life is not defined by the things He possesses. To be human is to pursue possessions, but true divinity is in giving all away.
Surrendered is all I am And You are my colour In a world where it's all gone grey And you are my joy In the sorrows of letting go You are the sole music to my soul My heart's desires melting Receiving yours with a cry that pierces the soul But with the piercing comes... Continue Reading →