The greatest of all is Love
You might not say this set of words but your attitude can scream this over and over. Struggling with the feeling of 'not being enough without a thing or a person' births the desire to seek love in the wrong places with the wrong folks. Every human feels the need for acceptance and love. Reality… Continue reading I Need to be Loved…
Love - The way to victory
Ebun gripped the sheets tighter as she kept hearing ‘God loves you in spite of what you have done’. She was in pure agony. "Why do they say You love me? Why? I have killed your people. So they are mistaken. You can’t love me." She thought. “I do, Ebunoluwa.” A voice spoke in her… Continue reading MASKED (EPISODE XIV)
It was five days after the GSA Murders. Three of the four sets of parents who lost their children and Mr. Sanya stood round the bedside of Ebunoluwa Alabi. The doctor had sent the government word that somehow she had roused. Pastor Davies who was on the speed dial of the state governor had requested… Continue reading MASKED (EPISODE XIII)
Guilty as charged, I admitted to the judge. The furore from the bench was calmed by the judge. I stood there in the dock for a sentence. The list of offenses was long and punishment would be heavy. Like a man in chains I felt shut in by the weight of shame.Pitiable could be passed… Continue reading The Man at the door
Two days later, several heavily-armed policemen ringed The Peacemaker Hospital where Ebunoluwa Alabi lay on a bed in the Intensive Care Unit. A seven-hundred-strong mob had gathered, calling for her head. One of the leaders, Mr Steve, yelled into the microphones the newsmen thrust at him. “She does not deserve to live. She killed the… Continue reading MASKED (EPISODE XII)
The pastor’s address to the media evoked tears in many. “I am sorry that this happened. I am very heartbroken. My son, David, was one of the victims. This is even more shocking because the killer is one of our own- Sister Margaret also known as Ebunoluwa Alabi. We knew she was hurting. We knew… Continue reading MASKED (EPISODE XI)
She fixed her gaze on one of the children who was dressed in a crisp white shirt and a pair of blue trousers. He was six years old and looked like a pastor.She moved closer to him. “Hey, little man. I want you to help me tell God that I hate him.”The boy whimpered.“Boys don’t… Continue reading MASKED (EPISODE X)
“I can feel it in my bones that today is going to be a day we will never forget.” Pastor Davies, the senior pastor of the one-hundred-and-fifty-member God-Seekers Assembly (GSA), said just before he took a gulp of water from his favourite cup; it was a gift from Sister Margaret Oriowo. “Yes, Sir. I am… Continue reading MASKED (EPISODE IX)
“So what do we do with the girl?” Mallam Ramon, the Yoruba suya-seller who had hurriedly left his stand with ground pepper splattered on his cream kaftan, said. “If she talks soon, we’d get her family’s contact details from her. Shock could be the cause of her muteness or she could be naturally speech-impaired.” Nurse… Continue reading MASKED (EPISODE VIII)
The Radiant Place 