Lola's Blog

So this year has been pretty rough and it's not even over yet. Finances, relationships, and academics have been a channel through which the devil wanted to get me. The devil thought he had me so many times this year, he actually thought my life was over like Tye Tribbett sang but God turned it. And that was the point I realised that these life hurdles are like a storm accompanying the rain. No matter the amount of rain that falls or the length of time it takes to fall, the sun will always shine at the end. This does not stop the storm from blowing vigorously and causing havoc and unfavorable conditions, yet because there is the assurance of brightness, of illumination, of sunshine I can scale through it all. It may be stormy now but it never rains forever.

So I felt I should drop this. I don't know how but I mess up a lot. In fact, I mess up big time. Sometimes I mess up so much that I tell myself, 'Olufunlola if I were the LORD I would probably strike you so hard that you will never take leave of your SENSES ever again'. And the Holy Spirit will reply me, 'That's why you are Olufunlola and not the LORD.' Surprised? Don't be, I am not a magician or a voodoo master to live without mistakes even these ones make lots of it but they find every way to make their acts look neat. But for me, the grace of the LORD is without restrictions. His mercy is without declination. His love remains ever unconditional. He shows me in every way that no matter how much I mess up, when I come back to my senses, He is ready to pull me back on my feet. I love this Supreme Being because he loved me first, even when I had no single clue about me, HE loved me.  Even in my messed up state, HE loves me still and HE is not ready ...

I read an article some hours ago and the writer was talking about slay mamas who slay with little or no use of their brain, slay mamas who know nothing and have valueless social media pages. To start with, ladies, I wonder if we stop to think about what we call ourselves sometimes, ehn. Do you even know slay means to kill, to murder? And the supposed good part of this word is defined as overwhelming with laughter. So, in one sentence when you slay, you are either a murderer or a laughingstock perhaps. I know some ladies be rolling their eyes and giving me the slang, 'ejo lo fe ro' (na talk you wan talk). Just read on. There are some *slay mamas* in town now guys, you really need to meet these ladies. How do you know them? Let me tip you. First, these ladies 'slay' with their brain. Their IQ will leave you grasping for words. They are the ladies that know something about everything. These Queens don't blind you with their choice and color of clothes. In fact,...