I have always heard the word “summertime” and have come across it in books and watched the features of the season in movies. But I never fully understood what it meant practically.
Ah, summertime! That was the missing word from what I was already exposed to back in my homeland. It has always been there, always, with me. And I had no inkling or so I thought until a few years later when I arrived in Europe. Summertime. Sunshine. Hot sun. What is the difference between these words? Well, Nevermind. I come from a tropical region where the sun is up and high until sundown in the eventide. I have experienced serious heat waves and the severe sunburst of terrifying fiery sunlight. It burns the skin. It heats up the body to the extent of producing blocks of sweat on one’s brow. The weather in Nigeria is quite hot and humid and people wish for rain or anything that will shield the sun from shining profusely on the skin. Anything at all that would pacify the heat and send chilly coolness to the body. Continue reading →
This poem was written on my birthday (September 9) by one of my Facebook friends. I decided to post it here today. 🙂
Stroll through her timeline You are sure there to find accolades that blow the mind For lots and lots have been said That it seems needless to say mine But No, this day has the Lord made And I’m so rejoicing along with her For having travelled down thus far.Continue reading →
It’s a glowing Saturday morning here in my little abode. I’ve just returned from the gym and the only thing on my mind as I walked back home was to remind us again that He is always there for us. I hope I’d reiterate the truth to us, in case we’ve lost some hope that He makes a way, where there seems to be no way. Continue reading →