Palm-of-Deborah

Few days back while I was replying some whatsapp chats, a guy entered my dm and asked me some questions pertaining to a business. I innocently replied him as per business deals na. Can you imagine what happened next? Hmmm the matter big pass the one we fit settle o🤦 He forwarded a long text to me, and said it’s a game. I skimmed through the supposed game….ahhh it’s not funny o, I was fuming. Questions like “ your favourite 53X position”, “size of d*** you’ll like to see”, “send me your sugarpic (S2R)" and all sorts . From business talks to all those, oo shock mii gan. I wanted to block his number but no…I left him😲. ‘He's a business prospect, so might be useful another day’, I thought. I just ignored and muted him. Guess his next line of action?    He messaged me another day, and now he painted the game in a very good way….see ehn if he was a marketer, clients will flood in mehn. He typed, ‘ it’s notin’ serious na, it’s just a game after all, let’s just have fun…you don’t ev...

She watched and listened as they raged that night, she was only seven, though her naïve mind could not comprehend why her father was always hitting her mother, she just knew it wasn’t right. “is this how every home is? What is wrong with my daddy?’’. She was still on the island of thoughts when she heard her mother scream, then ‘gbua’ she heard again, her mother was lying lifeless on the ground. That was the beginning of a new journey for her, a journey of utter hatred for men.              −−−−−−−−−−−−−−−− “I know I’m a monster, I know, it’s written all over me, even mummy calls me that every day, she said I’m the reason my father left, that I am not good for anything, at school, the same thing, my teacher said I can never know anything because my brain is too dull…I’m just a bad luck, she wallowed in tears as she soliloquized. “nobody wants to be associated with me, all I’ve tried to do had never worked well, I don’t even think there is hope f...

‘’Laye laye, I won’t take that from you, you are very very unserious. Ohhh you think because I’m gentle abi, I would let this pass too, I will show you that you can’t mess up with me, don’t even try it ni, I’ll deal with you to the point that you will never in your life take my gentility for stupidity. Nonsense and bullshit’’ She walked out of the room boiling in anger. Few hours after the arguement, she just couldn’t get her mind of it, she kept ruminating on what her roommate did to her, ‘’I bet it, I’ll never forgive that babe…I’ll show her who I’m made of” she said to herself. HMMMM! what a scenario! dear readers, can i shock you…she lived up to her words, that grudge was deep seated in her until she realized her heart was in chains. We all get hurt in life at one point or the other and …we hurt other people too. In every instance of social interaction, offense and hurt is almost inevitable whether it is intentional or not. When someone hurt you and you do not forgive ...

It was really a cold night that i quickly lay on my bed to have some sleep but suprisingly, sleep was nowhere to be found, my mind just kept wandering  from one event to the other recalling memories from my secondary school days. The most thrilling was the letter to my so-called "first love". As I remembered the lines of the letter, which reads: Do you love me? Can you love me? Can you give me your heart? With mixed emotions, I thought about  how naive I was then, how prone I was to falling into the danger zone just because I felt I was in love. The shocker was despite the fact we claimed to love each other, our relationship lacked the most essential, LOVE, yeah, LOVE was absent in our love. Weird right? (smiles) Love!Love!!Love!!! has been described as the greatest need of humans. From Cradle to the Grave, people strive after love, thrive in its warmth and even die from lack of it. There has been an endless succession of books ,write-ups and poems about it. Of course, peopl...

Hello Beloved, I deeply apologize for the long time silence here.Though, you have not heard from me all this while, sincerely, YOU have always remained in my heart💝. Also, Happy new 2019, the greater grace of God will manifest in every areas of your life. Amen. I have had the urge to write on this topic few months back but was reinforced in me today, I know this will greatly bless you. "...love me more...", a phrase coined out from John 21:15, "when they had finished eating, Jesus turned to Simon Peter and said: Simon, son of John, do you love me more than these?" (NIV) Ouch!What a question!! my heart felt cold 😥as I ruminate on this. Do you love me more than these? Many times, we get so much carried away by our quest for 'successes' and allow this distract us from Kingdom interests. No wonder the parable of the sower illustrated how some would accept the word of the kingdom and make initial progress but later, "the anxiety, cares of this world and th...

Hello Friends, I trust you have been good, and I must say I am so delighted😊😊 you are here today. A won derful friend of mine, AKINNOLA FRANCIS wrote this lovely piece, enjoy😁 It is a general believe that water is a universal solvent which is capable of dissolving many things (probably not all) but Water can only clean what is outside. Nevertheless, there is a wonderful solvent that was produced by a brilliant chemist who rolled out this solvent to solve all issues concerning stains, because He saw that water wasn’t able or capable enough to wipe some degrees of stains so He decided to help. This solvent can dissolve all kinds of stains both on the outside and inside. No matter how deep the stain is, this solvent can always wipe it off. My dear, I know by now you would be wondering what sort of solvent is this that can wipe away all stains well I think is time to let the cat out of the bag. This is no other solvent than the precious BLOOD OF JESUS which He shed on the cross of ...

"For years, I lived with memories of abuse and rape. At age 12, I was launched into the world of sex by my so called "uncle".I was left in the care of this monstrous being since my parents died from an accident. He would molest and sexually abuse me threatening that he would not fend for me if he can't have me.There was no one I could open up to, not really because there was no one but I felt no one will understand me so I endured the pain, and hurt as a child. I became a resilient girl behind the smiling mask, I kept the secret and did what was expected of me to survive the world that treats survivors as perpetrators. I was a chameleon to survive and live again. I hid the past abuse I suffered from my uncle and learned to smile to say I'm okay but within me is so much pain and disgust that I could neither forgive myself nor my uncle". This is the story of a lady I read about few weeks ago. What prompted this writing was the increasing rate of young people i...