Church Hurt & Healing: A Nigerian Woman’s Journey Back to God
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.
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.
The last three Church Chronicles didn’t cause trouble like some others. I remember ‘Aunty Feminist Goes to Church” doing a number of things to readers. ‘Drip Drip’ was breezy and light, Through your eyes was one story that sought to capture different lives that could be seen from different angles.
My Daddy Longlegs resulted from careful journaling and awareness of what was happening within and without. I gave a lot of deep sighs trying to write this review. In my head, impulses of “I have a lot to write on this” kept shooting like stars, and I knew that a dense mass of something in…
This story is not about mosquitoes and their blood-sucking colleagues. It’s neither about demons. It is about humans and their emotions. It is metaphoric, like some of the parables Jesus told. Humans will always act as humans, whether in the church, mosque or some other secular places. In a world which is our temporary home,…
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…
The story started with a simulation of what people call capital tongues from the prayer cord. Yeah, just like the stereotypes, he is a guy. And from the concave lenses of Sayo, the story continues. We see a beautifully dressed female chorister take the microphone to lead the worship. Only later did we know the…
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…
“Calm down now. Your phone selfie camera is on. Look into it and act like you’re enjoying the drip. Drip drip,” Eucharia said to herself, batting her eyelashes at the camera. Ifeanu rolled her eyes as both walked down the road to Chapel. “Drip ko. In this land of UI. Two weeks of school stress…
The eye is the lamp of the body: when your eye is clear, your whole body also is full of light… “What do you see?” Grandma Agbaje pointed at the small window to her right and returned her gaze to those of us in her teenage Sunday school class. Our gazes moved to the window,…
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…