Christianity and Godliness…Are they two different things?


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I’ve been persecuted for my faith no doubt, in fact you hear people mocking Christians everyday and blasphemous words uttered against our beliefs and what we live and die for daily.

The word or tag “Christianity has even gone as far as being dragged in the mud with the term ‘born again’ Here and there, you hear things about people defying the term and Christians…’

and he calls himself a Christian o

I know a Christian who married two wives. i know a man who calls himself born again christian and still cheats on his wife. so what is so special about your Christianity sef?

I know a girl who goes to church and sleeps with the choir master et al

I know a lesbian who calls herself a christian and says the rest of us are hypocrites

I know a christian who goes to church on Sundays and yet wears boob tube and makes men fall like crumbs. she tells you to flaunt what you have..

And the list goes on and on about what we are and what we are not and what the world paints us to be.

Sometimes people are even afraid to meet our God because they don’t see anything like him in us forgetting we are also growing.

Some of us take so long growing, some remain babies while some don’t even understand a dime about the Christianity business. As for that aspect of the bible that warns against being a stumbling block for others, they don’t even CARE. they live for themselves and their desires.

And then we make it worse by doing things we’re not meant to do, quoting scriptures to satisfy our lust or quieten our conscience. Judge others when we’re meant to be minding our business while praying for them. carrying the problem that we’re not meant to carry. helping people to spread false rumors. Gossiping about a fellow christian who has fallen  or whom we hardly know.

and you wonder why people hate us so?

the world is meant to hate us, no doubt about that, but the way i see things in this 21st century, the world hates us for different reasons and not for the truth we speak. Not for the love we disperse, neither for the large heart we’ve developed over time.

But because they see hypocrites.

People ask me a question.. ‘what Church do you go to?” after we have a long and exciting chat about God and other stuffs about my life and reality.

i don’t like to answer this question pretty well because it gives a false image of me, and people are not even ready to hear any more because they feel you would be biased when certain questions are raised. further more, they refer to members of such gathering as doing this and doing that, claiming to pray well and serve but they are the worst set of people.

When i tell them, they look at me like “I don’t act like a member. I’m more outgoing, funny, nice and the rest….lool…yea..i know I’m that cool..wink#

and you think one day of giving my life to Christ made me this way? NOT TRUE!! it took years and time..

Just because we’re Christians doesn’t make us immune to temptations and the likes, neither does it mean we should be perfect like Christ was. we grow and learn daily and we get tempted everyday!!

Serious nurture and determination on your side about knowing God and who he really is to you

Just so you know, i’m a child of God. the daughter of a King, no more a servant because a servant knows not what his master is about or what he does, but Jesus made his way clear to me and i’m happy.

Jesus is not a christian’ just so you know. hope i didn’t burst your bubble with that by the way. I got this fact from a book i read sometime in my depression phase- ‘THE SHACK’ Jesus was a man who obeyed the will of his father and was led by the Spirit of God 100%

The word became flesh and dwelt among us and we beheld his glory. So who are we on this earth please tell me. What are we meant to be doing? Live a life of the good and bad and just include God in our life when necessary?

Now thats a shame. Don’t forget the words of Jesus. ‘whosoever is ashamed of me before men, him also i will be ashamed of before my father and the angels.

Now i don’t want that happening to me. Imagine looking into the eyes of God and yelling..”you know me now. I know you. We know each other…, don’t you remember the times we talked and i told people about you?” and God looks at you and he’s like….”i don’t know you.”

the name Christianity came from people who saw the lives of the disciples and how it related so well with Jesus. Why cant people say the same about you? why must you be seen as a black sheep or something not to be associated with God or rather someone who leads people astray.

Try not to lead people astray with your character. You don’t own your soul so be careful how you use it.

Godliness and Christianity shouldn’t be two different things. Rather they should mean the same thing and be that light to show others the way.

We are not perfect. Let the world know that. We are humans like everybody else who has seen the way, the truth and the life and have surrendered our Life to it.

Paul said something which i would paraphrase. ”if this is where it all begins and ends…or rather, all there is to life, then we Christians would be the most miserable in this life.”

We know there’s a place. a living hope. A promise beyond comparison and life afterwards for those who believe in Him and we wait patiently just as our fathers in faith eg Abraham waited.

For those that wait on the Lord shall renew their strength. they shall mount up with wings as eagles. they shall run and not be weary. they shall walk and not faint. -Book of Isaiah.

For those that wonder what and who to follow and how you can live that life that pleases God…The cross.

That’s where the answer to all life’s question is. The CROSS!

N.B: Most of us didn’t sign into Christianity because we had some offer or we got gullible some time in our lives like some people surmise due to ignorance. it’s not like I thought everything was going to get better cos sometimes they don’t although i thought it would. I gave my life to Christ because I knew i needed him. Life without him is empty. You might not know it, but it’s the truth.

Happy Friday lovelies..

Much love…xo


Sweet Torment 2


By popular demand, here goes…..


The darkness was thick enough to swallow anyone present and I was so unfortunate to be the one trapped in this oblivion of darkness again

I could hear a scraping noise, so distant and then the sound of blades grinding into my ears I wanted to scream but the tape in my mouth just accumulated saliva and the gagging reflex took over

The grinding noise was replaced by a steady beeping noise and the first thing my eyes came in contact with was the white ceiling.

I squinted. My eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness

It was then I realized I was in the hospital, a good source of oxygen being supplied into my lungs while my hands had drips passing through them

“she’s awake…’’ I heard Susie’s squeal  and I sighed

Back to my reality

‘’oh sweetheart.’ My mum greeted and came over to look at me, her eyes swollen from crying while Dad towered over me like the brave man he was

Poor mum…, was this how it was going to continue?

I was glad my epileptic fit had not happened in school this time around. I wouldn’t be able to bear it.

I was going to transfer someplace else

“you’re going to be alright..’ mum assured with a sad smile and held my face kissing my dry cheeks while her remaining tears fell on my face.

I wanted to leave the hospital right now!

She raked her hands on my hair and I tried talking but my throat felt parched. I hated this feeling. Ever since we moved here six months ago, this stupid disease had taken over and yet Dad didn’t seem to give a damn.

Or did he but was too brave to say it as usual?

Or rather too cowardly to do anything about it…

Such was the irony of life before I left the hospital. I didn’t bother thinking about school.

That was a closed chapter for today.


      When the news came up that the pretty brunette who was the baker’s daughter had been murdered the night before, I shivered and my fingers were beginning to have that tremor effect again

My juice spilled on the floor and I hurried down to get a rag to wipe off the mess while the sheriff stared at me awkwardly. My mother covered up for me while my Dad stood up to discuss some more with the sheriff.

I remembered Sheila Whitfield. A pretty young girl of my age who was in the church choir and sang her heart out to the Lord on Sundays

But more importantly, whom I had witnessed being stabbed while I was living my normal life before the epileptic fit.

This was the third time someone is this town was going to die mysteriously

It was mysterious to me because I saw them and felt their pain before they died. And worse, the dagger always seemed to dig into my flesh and yet the victims had no sign of dagger thrust.

All that could be concluded from the scene was that they died due to some form of strangulation


They all died from strangulation, and yet every single person I saw died from something else

I hoped I stayed sane for long

My little sister bumped into me while I tried to get myself occupied with the contents of the fridge

“watch where you’re going stupid!’’ I yelled at her

“Marie..’’ my mum rolled her eyes at me and shook her head knowing I wasn’t going to pay any attention to her as i strolled out of the kitchen.

I headed for my room but I could still hear some buzzing sounds and I knew this new state of madness was getting worse.

I blinked and stood at the door to my room, and then it happened.

“we’ll keep a close eye on every home this time and pray this is the last of these mysterious supposed suicide we’ve been experiencing.’’

My dad sighed. ‘’I don’t know Bruce. I feel I have something to do with it since we moved here and all eyes seem to be on my family. I would never do anything to hurt somebody else.’’

“I know…, and believe me, you have nothing to do with it. this is way beyond human reasoning and we’ve decided to keep a vigilante group to keep watch at night. I know it sounds ridiculous but we’ve seen this oracle that tells us something could be done. I know I’m not the type to do stuffs like this but what choice do we have?”

“I’m very worried about Marie. I know I shouldn’t be saying this but these epileptic fits she’s been having seems to be zapping life out of her and I’m worried she might be the next target ’’ I could hear my Dad’s worried voice.

“we’ll consult the oracle about it Tom, don’t let it bother you. And as from tonight, we’ll do as she says and see where it goes. This is your ancestral home and don’t let anyone scare you away from your father’s land. You remain here as the true son of your father that you are and we’ll do our job.’’

I blinked and found myself in my room lying on the bed.

I looked at the time. 3 hours of sleep gone while my homework laid on my bed undone.

Fear gripped me at what had happened and I began typing on my laptop while scribbling on some notes.

I didn’t bother looking at the phone

It never rang because I had no friends

I was only six months in the school anyway and so I was going to graduate as a good student

I was a horrible student back in California, ‘a little rebellious’ the counselor had emphasized and wasn’t  going to have any grade by the time I would leave school

It just dawned on me now that my moving here could be related partially to my attitude in the city and I frowned.

So much for paying attention when Dad was busy yelling his heart out

Alcoholism: Movie in review- Flight

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Just in case you’re wondering about my series, i uploaded two episodes this week and so check it out by scrolling down.

I Love Denzel Washington…i mean seriously, who doesn’t? he’s a great actor. one of the best. Have you ever gone to see a movie just because he featured in it? Well, once i see a preview and i’m like…” isn’t that Denzel or some other random guy that does good movies and acts well…then i’m watching it whether you like it or not…lool

Okay, enough of ass kissing, today’s topic was brought about this movie i watched. you don’t really know where it’s going till it hits you in the face that this guy had a problem but refused to face it.

He was an awesome pilot. in fact, a hero and i learned somethings from random things said in the movie.

When you have an addiction, you become a slave. the addiction rules you and dictates what you do. You can decide to face it or not. You can deny it or not.

But know one thing. as long as you refuse to accept what you’ve become and how much you’re gonna lose, you’ll be an addict for the rest of your life.

Proverbs 28v13;. ‘He who covers his sin shall not prosper, but whoever confesses and forsakes them will have mercy.

I watch movies for entertainment purposes and i love movies that i can learn a lot from. life lessons infact and flight just happens to be one of them.

Random things i learned

An addiction proves to be a greater power but only in Christ can you obtain mercy to start on a fresh slate

Alcoholism will destroy you and eat you up

An alcoholic cannot be changed by a human being, neither can you do it on your own. An alcoholic needs help

An addict needs to identify his problem before a solution can be sought out

An alcoholic/addict will keep telling lies and crawl into all sorts of sin to get himself out of trouble.

An alcoholic/addict needs our prayers and the Love of Christ reflecting through us not discrimination.

lastly, Denzel is a fine black man 🙂

P.S: i had to hold myself from crying towards the end…yeah, the movie is that good #wink

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