Nigeria has been besieged by a series of cattle herder – farmer related clashes recently. While these attacks by Fulani herdsmen have recently received a boost in front-line news value due to recent attacks further south, such raids by these predominately nomadic herdsmen have been going on for years in Northern Nigeria. This is a problem that has transcended the administrations of both the current APC led government and the previous PDP government.


The current geographical spread in attacks isn’t necessarily suggestive of an increase in scale and volume however. It is important to note that the recent spread in attacks has coincided with the retreat of Boko Haram forces from their areas of dominance in the North East, this is probably not a coincidence. It has often been suggested that elements of this terrorist group have infiltrated or quite often assumed the identity of herds men in order to…

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My thoughts exactly! An insensitive joke is firstly a joke #Period

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Friday 22 November

Bible in a year reading: 1 Chronicles 14-16


Memory Verse: Talk no more so exceeding proudly; let not arrogancy come out of your mouth: for the LORD is a God of knowledge, and by him actions are weighed. 1 Samuel 2:3

Read:1 Samuel 2:2-3

2 There is none holy as the Lord: for there is none beside thee: neither is there any rock like our God.

3 Talk no more so exceeding proudly; let not arrogancy come out of your mouth: for the Lord is a God of knowledge, and by him actions are weighed.


“Moreover he said, I am the God of thy father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob. And Moses hid his face; for he was afraid to look upon God.”

Exodus 3:6

In the scripture quoted above, God introduced Himself to Moses…

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A merry heart doeth good like medicine, a broken spirit drieth the bones….

Laugh and be happy


I love underwear. And even more than that, I love lingerie.
And because I love it, I buy it.. whenever I can.
An unhealthy relationship with money..?

Anyway, so just a few days before moving to Lagos I (naturally) went lingerie-shopping. Upon Returning home, I walked into my parents bedroom,

Daddy, see what I got. (holding up the pieces) Aren’t they lovely?

He nods in agreement.

Ugh, the only thing now is.. Daddy, should I wear them? I’m thinking, maybe I should just keep them until I get married, you know..

He laughs out profusely..

Yinka, let me tell you something. You only live once. Don’t put your life on hold just because you want to wait. Enjoy life now! Husband or no husband, enjoy. Wear your underwear!

My mother calls it,

Yinka, make yourself happy.

These words keep resounding these days. While serving the Lord, while waiting, while working and…

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Had to reblog this….this guy is mental! Loooooool

Why hello good people and bienvenué to TSC. Today I’m just gonna go straight into it, we’ve got a guest post from a cool dude, cool because he tells the coolest stories around. Like his stories always get me in stitches. I was privileged to read one such on my TL and i had to snap him up sharply like Sir Alex did Chicharito. I’ll step aside and let you enjoy this piece by @TheGreyGenesis … See you on the other side

I wondered & wondered which of the ‘Jesus Take me Away’ experiences that Constitutes my small life so Far I wanted to share with you people today.

I was Picking beans last Thursday night when It Occurred to me that I had only told a few people One of the Most Humbling & Humiliating experiences of my entire Secondary School Life. Today, i shall share it with…

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This post calls for reflections….reminiscing… We we younger and passionate about SERVICE IN THE KINGDOM….the little seeds we planted, some being cultured by others, others overgrown with weeds…hmmmn. What’s interesting about service is that you can always pick up….not necessarily from where one stopped, but picking up with something…..I KNOW IT IS WELL


Another post that’s going to be more personal than beautiful; but oh well.. since I can, I will..

A couple of days ago (He Heals Me) I announced that I would soon share another short-story, with its message surprisingly much in line with one of India Arie’s beautiful songs I’ve been hooked on lately. Today, something happened- yet again, very much in line with that song/story. It’s funny. Coincidence? I trow not! Oh well..

Weird, how often forces work together, you know, seemingly against you, just to (at the 11th hour) make everything work together.. for your own good. Earlier today, when the tram-driver turned at a junction he wasn’t supposed to turn, people were moaning and complaining, as that meant all passengers needed to get off the tram and walk back to the last stop (a roughly 55-seconds journey) and catch the next tram (which was just…

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I’d rather just be me…..with an identity of course. Yimu at detractors jare!!!!


I watched them intrigued,
all those little ones;
walking together,
in threes and in fours.

Not laughing or smiling,
not arguing or fighting;
but simply together,
in threes and in fours.

They were toiling and sweating,
labouring and panting,
for a life together,
in threes and in fours.

They relied on each other,
knew they needed one another;
and so they joined hands together,
in threes and in fours.

I could feel their eyes penetrating,
and so I lowered my gaze.
I could hear their mocking laughter
while I stood there, thinking.

For a minute I felt weak,
for a second outnumbered.
Judged by those
who were all one.

But I
I stood out as being different
in looks, in behaviour,
in needs and in deeds.
I stood out,
a grasshopper.

And so I laughed,
at the thought of being judged
by anonymousity;
a group of people
who knew not themselves.

I’d rather…

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