S E C R E T: Dear ex “future-husband”

I sat in a circle of family and friends internally analyzing the things that once were, and the things that brought us to where we today. The songs of the little children still full of life when it was long past bedtime sounded distant and far removed; like a soundtrack to the episode of my... Continue Reading →

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Vana Illusion

We sometimes have Dreams from hours spent on wishful thinking. In our dreams, ideas have no boundaries, they can stretch as far and wide enough to make two enemies embrace as friends. Most time, we are just skipping along on the edge of what could be, because some things are really not meant to happen.

Easter is Coming!

I am not ready for Easter. Dear Lord, sometimes we get so caught up in our problems, our successes, our missions and aims, our happiness, our health, and forget to look to You. Sometimes, we let our art run loose while denying You the credit of being the ultimate inspiration. I found myself this first... Continue Reading →

1 Year Anniversary and #BreaktheCycle

February is running fast. Just thought the other day about preparing for my post about the 9th, a day of life-changing revolution that took place last year in the University of Botswana. And bamm! It’s the 9th today, I’m barely prepared and #BreaktheCycle by MarriedandYoung.com challenge has turned me inside out. Breaking the cycle is hard..Joh. I... Continue Reading →

The Miracle of Purpose

“The purposes of a person’s heart are deep waters, but one who has insight draws them out” (Proverbs 20:5). We exist for a greater purpose. A purpose we can't measure with rightness or wrongness. That which must be achieved will be achieved. It is beyond me to try to control or dissuade that which is... Continue Reading →

That Perfect Love

Perfect love casts out fear. Lust is selfish. It wants what it wants for itself. It does not care. It isn't considerate. It isn't kind. Love is selfless. It gives all, lays all down, lets go. If invited, it will stay. If not, love sits outside patiently, soundlessly; waiting for a beckoning. Love does not... Continue Reading →

Stolen Fairytales

Stolen fairytales falling off the wall Pictures that should have never been there She may like it but its too hard for them to crawl Up to wherever the heavens end It was only a haughtiness she wore that day, That ensured and instigated, hammered through. His shoes are like the revolver on a motorcycle... Continue Reading →

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