I am alive, everything may not be as I want it to be but I am happy
All praise to God
I can cry for Africa...kilode....my tear gland works overdrive..... I cry when I am happy, sad or angry. I cry when I read, hear or watch a heart touching scene. I cry when I empathise with anyone, I cry when I lack words to express myself.....I am a confirmed cry-cry baby.
Will non-church workers make heaven?
Why do women regard the “MRS” title more than a PHD?
The rainy season is here, so I am expecting that women will soon be “bringing forth”
Why would a man and woman come together to have a child and the child automatically is given the father’s last name? Who invented this rule?
I need bum-bum increasing diet oh....I won’t mind adding a few pounds to my behind, I won’t mind shaking and rolling it for Hubby in ways that will lead us into more “praise and worship sessions”, maybe cause some minor and no life threatening accidents....yes ke,.....I also need to give Toinlicious a run for her famous behind.......lol....@Toin watch this space, #ama-be-competing-with-you-soon
This post is the height of randomness....and I doff my cap for anyone who reads and makes sense of my disjointed thoughts..............thanks for always stopping by, I won’t trade you for chocolates...*winks*
The second half of the year begins in less than 48 hours. May your joy be full and the peace of God which surpasses all human understanding rest and abide with you now and forever.