This section features memories mostly from my childhood memories in the countryside and the recent past.
‘From my father’s Concord Bible to Degree in Divinity’ would be a suitable title that I had in my mind. It’s been a long time now that I can no longer recall the edition or the exact year of publication. My late father’s Bible Concordance features good maps, topical references, and the context of the … Read more
Amidst the congregations, our pastor welcomed me, as I attended our church’s Sunday Worship Service again. Almost a year had gone by since I last attended. It was a great privilege for me to be able to go to church again. When he gracefully asked me to stand, calling on my name, to welcome me; … Read more
My father wrote letters to me; more often than any girl would. It was written with love. Neatly written in his very own hand but with severe curves, which could take time to read. Today, I am submerged in a plethora of emotions, thinking back at those good old times. My father would used papers … Read more
Put it down now Hold your breath Now hold your fire Don’t pull the trigger now Unload it, stay low Let’s enjoy the peace # The morning sun Rising in the back We’re waiting for the sun On this foggy morning She looks beautiful As she faced our side White fur clean as ever ## … Read more