THE CHURCH AND AFTER COVID EFFECTS
Apologies to any Sade reading this. This Sade is just a normal young Christian going through after-COVID everyday life as observed by the author. Thanks.
Apologies to any Sade reading this. This Sade is just a normal young Christian going through after-COVID everyday life as observed by the author. Thanks.
I’m living my best life. Freshly squeezed bitterleaf juice in one hand, thoughts of recent events in my head, and the soft melody of soothing voices from my radio kept me snuggled in the corner of my bed. I watched the rays of light that I hoped would touch my yellowing philodendron bounce off and…
The worship leader collected the wired microphone from the prayer coordinator, who had set the atmosphere burning with some capital tongue speaking in the rented hall. “Lerogete aikolema ribainda, Endoskelesh endoski barabai!” He had declared with ferocity and some vibration of hands. One could see that the few members who came to church early had…
“Oh yeah,” Tonia says tiredly, twirling her index finger in a circular motion in the air. Sitting down and doing nothing wasn’t her hobby but it seems that it’s the only thing she has been consistent at in the past few days. “Hmmmn, arrgh, hmm.” The deep groans did not sound as if they were…
“Hi,” “Hello,” It was a weird conversation with a stranger down the winding staircase. It felt good. Sunday arrived early and in sync with the soft instrumental escaping from the second floor. It preluded the start of service. Sunday was Sabbath. It was a special day of rest when people poured out the streets in…
As I sit before my laptop, for a writer, I’m short of words to relate the emotions I felt during the movie “The Man of God”, which was directed by Bolanle Austen-Peters. But I can tell you that I watched the trailer and went “Yass!” The retelling of the story of a prodigal son coming…
“The award of most dedicated newbie of the year goes to…” he slowed down, increasing the tension in the hall.
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…
Peter dropped them at the hospital. He didn’t have to open the door for them as he had when they had first gotten to the house. They got out of the car and he had to run to catch up with them. Peter looked haggard. His hair was uncombed, and the stubble on his chin…
27th December 2020
Jesus’s birthday was just a few days ago. I didn’t even see the change in season. Save for a few neighbours who brought us Christmas food. I’m not complaining. Well, maybe I am. Just penning my thoughts.