Eni felt sick, too sick to continue, but Maji would not let her retreat. There was more money to be made. It was time for dinner, and Maji was in the mood for something richer in his food as the money he had made off her was bountiful today. Eni looked half like a corpse… Continue reading The Damsel and the Divination Part II: Short Fiction
“Sit here. Rub this,” the old woman said. Five year old Eni did what she was told. She sat on a small wooden stool as the old bent woman paced around the little hut, chanting, murmuring, speaking to someone Eni could not see. Suddenly, the woman stopped. A look crossed her face that Eni could… Continue reading The Damsel and the Divination Part I: Short Fiction
*This is an old story I published elsewhere. "Erase me Give me a new body Let me die and wake up as someone else Feel the jagged lines on me Wipe away this memory" I believe that every one of us has scars. Memories of the injuries that we have because of the… Continue reading The Girl With The Beautiful Scars
Can you pass this test? Can you choose to hold on to God’s promises in spite of the circumstances around you? Can you spot the counterfeit and choose righteously this time? Will you guard your heart with all diligence and no more make room for the enemy’s devices? Can you choose faith over feelings- waiting… Continue reading Can You Pass This Test?
Hmmm. I couldn’t wait to write this post, but it’s taken a week to put it down. I’ll be honest and say I find it a little daunting a task. The journey is the discovery. It’s something freeing for me to put those words down. It’s like I’m experiencing a catharsis. I had waited for… Continue reading The Journey Is The Discovery