If you’re just joining us, here’s what you missed in Part 1 of “My Hormones Are Betraying Me“: After a brutal heartbreak with a narcissist, Ada built walls around her heart. As a young woman in Abuja navigating the modern Christian dating scene, her feminist views now clash with patriarchal expectations, especially from the church….
It is understandable now that we are in women’s history month to talk about a woke subject–feminism. It was scary and somewhat brave to broach this topic, as it is a sensitive one that is more often than not spoken about among church ladies. It’s not for a lack of them not being aware of…
In Another Man’s Land (Episode 3) Mondays were made to be hellish for the working class. The unarmed forces of the NYSC were not excluded, especially those who got to act as teachers. The first day Linda stepped into the joint primary 3 A and B class, she had been ushered in by the bald…
Grace, a 32-year-old Nigerian banker, walked away from her megachurch after betrayal. This is how she found God again—through an orphanage, a humble chapel, and a resilient efirin plant.
Church Chronicles is currently on its 7th lap. That means we have seven whopping stories with “Church Chronicles” as its umbrella. But right now, we’re taking a short pause to reflect. It’s just right to say we’re on Sabbath. We want reviews of any of the Church Chronicles to date from you, our reader. Don’t…
Bimbo leaned on Femi’s mum as the driver drove. She didn’t understand the need to go to Ogun state with her step-father and a woman who continued to act like she was her daughter, but the song playing softly from the car stereo sang “Lord I trust you I trust you with my life, Amasihu…
Mrs Elihana’s thoughts were muddled up. She looked at Bimbo who had placed her head on her shoulder. Not only had her ex-husband’s mistake hurt her, but he had also gone ahead to hurt a younger version of her in more profound ways. If only she had handled things better before the divorce, just maybe….
Bimbo opened her eyes quickly. The knock came rapidly again. Bimbo was already up on her feet. Her hands now seemed to have a mind of their own – they vibrated seriously. “If this man gets in here, he’s not going to kill only me, he’ll do the same to you. Do you have anyone…
Blood sucking demons Mosquitoes, lice, and bed bugs, you hate them all. Yesterday, you swatted an overly excited anopheles with your bare hands, but it danced out of your grasp, singing the same annoying song you didn’t want to hear. You clapped for it, hoping that the performance would end, but she went ahead to…
The period when women were told to be silent in the church was over. This was what Aunty thought before returning home to Naija. Unpacking her luggage, she thought about the foremost thing she wanted to do. She would show up in church, the home church she’d been nostalgic about in the UK. Life as…
