Well there are a whole lots of chronicles, but for now , the book series the Chronicles of Narnia is more enchanting.

I love it when C S Lewis uses the terms The Table , invited to the table, the Table of the Mysterious One , the table of Aslan . And then how enchanting the terms Majesty or My King , or my Queen when addressing the young Children , the sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve .

Anyway , I re watched one of the parts today , The Lion , The Witch and the Wardrobe. And yes , I could see C S Lewis’ way of bringing in Divinity.


When I was little, I heard that the table at which Aslan is sacrificed or actually the entire sacrifice is an allusion to Christ , but I think I missed out on the important bit.

Well, I think Aslan taking the Place of young Edmund is abit like Christ taking our place at the Cross. But Aslan rose back to life because he was an innocent and willing sacrifice at the table of traitors . For Jesus Christ , the table wasn’t one of darkness , God can’t sacrifice to satisfy Evil. It’s all about Him, the penalty is paid to Him , he demands it for himself. Now that’s hard to understand, but still true.

Also , death couldn’t bind Christ because though he was Guilty, he had carried our burden , He is also beyond death , Death can’t hold the Maker of Life , the Life Giver Himself.


But incase you have not already noticed , this is just a tribute to one of the movies i loved as a Child and an author I have loved so much ,both for fiction and nonfiction.

He was Human.

“My Father! If it is possible,
let this cup of suffering
be taken away from me.
Yet I want your will to be done, not mine” (Matthew 26:39).
That prayer could only be said by man
Divinity and Humanity all in Unity in Christ
He was the man who chose
To be loyal to God
No matter where that led him
And He knew exactly where it led
He knew it was to the Cross
And not the promised land like for Abraham. Some men managed to try,
before Christ
Moses needed confirmation
And alittle proof ,
Jonah ran away
When what they didn't desire was asked
Now Christ is come
Men can selflessly say,
Father I will go where you want me to go Even when it's not the promised land
Faith was shown
Even the Father of all Faith knew
Getting what God promised wasn't what mattered most,
Doing as He asked mattered most.
Doesn't matter what happens to me, as long as you be glorified, oh Heavenly King.
For the first time
He led us to understand that it's all about God.
That before we do a thing ,
his glory,his Pleasure, His Kingdom, His Will matter First.
Above all things, we rather die
than Fail to Glorify the Name
Above Every other name.
Now we shall call for the Isaiahs ,
For the rich to leave their wealth and seek His Will and His glory,
To leave position behind in search of Worship.
For Jeremiahs to live their lives only God's way.
For the Amoses to leave houses and farms on a call for lives purposefully lived in Service of God.
For Daniels to know that above their place as officials is their Redeemer and Lord whose service matters way more than threats of lion dens.
We call for Elijahs to kneel and Call on the Name of God in the face of Persecution.
And for Elishas that know that gold is not the Currency to be most desired in the Kingdom of God.
We call on Jacobs to stop running and set up altars for God , and to hear not that the enemy is near.
Grace is making a way
For Deborah's to lead
To prophesy His Ways
Grace is choosing Davids
To be men after the heart of God
Blinded not by power
Grace is choosing Samsons
To show that when the strong
Are weak , destinies are fulfilled
Mercy is humbling Ezekiels
We hear these wise men of our
Generation , call out to us
That God's wisdom has awed them.
Hosea's are demonstrating
The worth of the one
Whom God once again calls beautiful.
Esthers are getting into place
They are waiting on God.
Pauls are crying out
Grace has saved a wretch like me
Ohh what a folly knowledge was !
Now i see wisdom herself.
Peters are putting shame behind
Knowing that it too was nailed on the cross
They are looking forward
To feed the lord's sheep
And call those He has called blessed
Indeed blessed.
Mary's are bowing down to glory
They have proven
That He sees even the sparrow
And are content.
There is a multitude
All are called sainta
All are called priests
All are called blessed
Grace Has Come
Mercy is pouring out
He was human
And He is God.


This is me in the village , on the 24th of October, 2021.

I can’t afford food still.
And I can’t ride a bicycle,
Neither can I swim. But these are things I have thought of as valuable

I can’t afford an event , can’t pay for a movie night , and I have only been to the city twice , one of those times was due to sleeping off in a taxi and I left right away

Many times in my life, I hardly own a penny, a few cents alone I can hold for a month , with those comes the fear of telling my friends exactly why I can’t come for their birthday party.

I could witness that my life is a testimony because in a few years I might know what having a job looks like after I graduate , but testimonies were not meant for the future but for now and yesterday

I do have a testimony now Now I know what God’s presence looks like I know why humility is an asset , I know how to enjoy a friend’s beautiful singing voice when clearly mine sounds terrible, I know what it feels like when you finally realize you aren’t barbie , you don’t sing ,ride ,own a million , fence , you don’t have it all and you are not all ,I know what it’s like to be gracefully broken

I know what pride in truth looks like , I know the value God attaches to gratefulness, I pride in my home , I pride in that tiny kitchen and all the memories I have had there

I can pride in the man doing everything to pay millions of money for my studies, I know I deserve it not , I pride in that woman who has allowed me to see her grateful and proud , I have remembered that she’s only human , yet she’s giving her all

I have seen my siblings grow into mysterious people, fought over a remote with my little brother, taken something from my sister selfishly and told stories late in the night

I have mingled posho , made it too delicious, burnt it, served it half cooked , made too much of it , fought over it , and I have seen myself fail to be grateful that my meals are always provided

I have watched my dad do everything to ensure that our television, electricity and phones are paid for , and I have watched myself with no gratefulness, only the envy that I stay in the village, not the city , God does reveal that ugliness

I have watched myself insult because I didn’t get what wanted , and I have received it and figured it wasn’t worth it , and yet still watched my heart break that I didn’t get what my friends would envy , and I have heard wisdom whisper , you know it wouldn’t make a difference !

I have watched myself push friends away because of the fear they would reject me , and I have desired things because I thought they could bring my friends closer to me , what folly !

I pride in that dusty road , am glad they will tarmac it , but now wisdom knows that wouldn’t make much of a difference, I pride in all the inconveniences, because they remind me of what’s truly valuable ,

My parents have done their very best, how can I proudly claim I must study hard so I can do better for my children ?

I can answer why I don’t think I can give my children better than my parents have given me , because my parents have given me everything an earthly parent can give , the richest man can’t do better than they have done , that’s why !

Let the Father find me grateful , let wisdom know that I have heeded her cry , and let the heavens know that I have prized Christ above all, this is my prayer.

Me and my dear friends.



If she cheating
it’s okay , she is my friend,
I can’t make a big deal out of it.
When she hasn’t prepared for her exam, I will let her copy from me,
friends are there for friends,
rules don’t matter.
If she wants money from her mum, I will back up her lie of incomplete fees. And I can’t tell on her to the teacher,
she is my friend.
God’s rules don’t matter.
Honesty, Truth , Holiness
don’t stand a chance,
Because for a real friend,
it’s okay to cross the line sometimes. Well, is my friendship a god?

We ask not that you gossip
But don’t lie for them
And if you are going to criticize
Maybe you shouldn’t be friends
Compassion can’t be forgotten
Friends are a grace
Not a burden
But if you have two hundred
You might have no friends
And these treasures we store up
For all time

Knowing you is a blessing
And am glad you have known too
What my Principles are
Friendships can’t be true
If truth aint preserved
But to all who care enough
To be friends of any
With no conditions to be
Always fulfilled
And no whims catered to
You are indeed blessings
We look not at what could be
But at what we have
And we sing in gladness
You are my friend.

“love ceases to be a demon only when he ceases to be a god” M. Denis de Rougemont. which of course can be re-stated ,begins to be a demon the moment he begins to be a god.”

Deadly games


I am such a failure
Who would ever love me
Am doing nothing right
And I was taught well
That we reap as we’ve sown
Won’t they see how mean I am
How selfish I am

Now those are lies
But from a sacred place in our lives
In our hearts
Ain’t Satan a good player !

God so loved
And you didn’t have to
Be the best to be so loved
You didn’t have to do anything
He so loved
There have never been conditions

He didn’t compare
He chose
Grace spoke
Mercy has found

But the enemy seeks to destroy
Be alert , keep watch.



What standard do your friends have to uphold, Do they have to be so intelligent ? Do they have to all be Readers and Great Writers ?

I have judged people using such pathetic standards like books read, and I can say I have reaped of what I have sown, I have gotten back abit of what I put forth.

Why are we so tempted to assume people are not as good because they are different from us and don’t excel at what we do? When did the worth of people depend on the work they do or clothes they wear? The answer sadly is that that’s the way it has always been! If you can’t read or write,they will call you an ignorant fool, and if you haven’t been to College,you might be called an unwise man ?

But God upholds people on a different measure, That’s why reality clearly reveals the folly of the educated and the uneducated. But death is not the only leveller there’s. And we ask not for pity on the Poor, Just for the knowledge that living in a hut doesn’t make a man Less Than ! And that after a day’s labour , a vendor comes home to eager little faces and a warm meal, and so does the Manager, Neither the poor nor the rich should run away from the truth,

My God.


I have been abit discontent of late , wishing my relationship with God was like it used to be when I had just become a Christian, i literally talked to Him more and heard His Voice, I knew He was answering me and I didn’t even second guess or wonder whether it might be coming from me , I knew for sure that the heavens were talking to me. I think it’s also the first time i prayed for someone and the person didn’t get well, now I had prayed for myself several times and gotten well and it was so shattering when she didn’t get well. And since I then didn’t feel like praying for health, I talked to God severally about it and I know He is working on it.

Now that I look back , I tear over the loss of that innocent trust that God was in control of all things , Its such a loss that I struggle with faith that God will heal me or the people I pray for that I don’t even pray for my friends . But I know even now that something good did happen , that I haven’t only lost but I have also gained and I need to appreciate that.

But at least my relationship should go back to the way it was four years ago, where no morning went by without confirmation that my Saviour has loved me and He has blessed me, where i sang quite alot and danced too.

Now my relationship with God rather involves reading the Bible and knowing He is talking to me. But it’s not as special. And one of my favourite shows , “It’s Supernatural ” actually made me feel more like I am not so loved or working hard enough to hear God’s voice.

I havd been so discontent with how God has been speaking to me lately. How did it miss my thoughts, that it’s all about Grace , not how hard you are working, not your sacrifices , not the fact that you read the Bible daily and surrender television time for prayer ! How did I forget to wait on God and to be grateful of what He is blessing me with now ? More importantly, How and when did I stop craving being filled by the Holy Spirit ?

Rich Friend

I wanna be your friend
We could say because you seem rich
But i wouldn’t have my poverty revealed
I wanna be a friend
Because many do see you
I do wish I too could grab
Some of that attention
And have them take me at my word
Why’s building your own reputation
Harder than i thought it would be ?

But you won’t let me
You have forgotten my name three times
My face too and you won’t
Give me the attention I crave
But getting this close to you
Must be so hard , afterall
Thousands adore you
But i rather don’t even think
You are worth it , but i won’t ever let
Let you know that

Being twenty is such a test
You live in an illusion that
Its all about wealth and popularity
And that you better play the game well
Get acquintances in high places
Even when wisdom shouts every second
That its all vanity
You hardly hear

Now that am away from the noise
A quiet voice whispers ,
Your rich friend , your popular friend
Is the neighbour right beside you
They are the one you passionately fight for
Aren’t I the One you want to get closer to
Isn’t it my wealth you wish to share in
And isn’t it my influence you value most
Popularity with me above all
Daughter of the most High
Find Wisdom , know that it’s Only Jesus.