How I fell in Lagos

On a beautiful rainy Friday morning, the squad decided we would go shopping. It was our only free day and we had to explore Nigeria's London. It was fun. The rain, the street food, the danfos, the messy hair, the razz nature of Lagos. Everything. But being an ambivert, the joy of socializing soon began to fade and I desperately needed me time.

After 2 shops, I just wanted to be home. But nope! The guys were still moving from store to store. We needed to climb one rickety iron staircase to get to another shop. I refused to hold on to the rail because of the fear of germs. But it was all good, there was someone in front and behind me, I was covered. Then they started to haggle with the store owner. Gosh! I was tired. Just pay already! They finally paid and went on to re-try the shoes they had tried before paying.🙄

At this point, I got up and began to descend the staircase so they would hurry. I was 3 steps away from the ground when I slipped because I was not holding the rail and there was no protection in front or behind me.

Asides the embarrassment, I thought I was fine until I tried to walk. An iron rod had pierced through toes. It was a very deep cut. I slightly lifted my toes and it was a blood bath!!! I cried hot tears as it was being cleaned up and I thought of how things would have been different had I not left the group. If I had just waited 2 minutes more. It's been over a week and I'm still walking funny.😑

It taught me a valuable lesson - Never leave your cover. God goes before you, behind you and makes all crooked paths straight just so you don't slip. Stick with Him. Don't be in a hurry.

Peace, love and a stack of patience.

Your favourite writer girl,
Love.

Just show up

Gun shots blasting!!!! I dived into a nearby bush. My heart was pounding. I could feel the bullet coming towards my direction. I can't survive this.

Chileeeee! This was how I felt the first time I appeared in court. Feet shaking even though I was on flats and head pounding, I walked into the dreaded room. It felt like a war zone.

Family and friends had offered to go with me but I declined. Some battles you have to confront by yourself with God while the village stays back covering you in prayers.

The fight for your sanity, to get over depression, for your life, for your freedom, for your deliverance, for addiction, for your academics, for your purpose requires that YOU face it headlong. And God has promised that if you show up ready for war, then He will be right by your side to help you. Trust me, you won't have to go through it alone.

I showed up -Shaken. I showed up -Afraid. I showed up -Weak. I showed up - Vulnerable. What mattered was that I showed up and then He too showed up.

"There is nothing to fear, for I am with you; do not look around you in terror and be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen and harden you to difficulties, Yes, I will help you..." Isaiah 41:10 Joyce Meyer Amp Bible.

Can I join my faith to yours and trust that you will show up ready to confront those demons?

You will never walk alone.

Your favourite writer girl,

Peace, love and war ammunition,

Love.