THE VALENTINE DAY SCAM

  When I was a little girl, one question always boggled my mind whenever Valentine’s Day approached; ‘Who is this Valentine?’ I never got the answer until I went to a missionary school for my higher education and ran into a gorgeous book titled ‘The book of Saints’ in our Vice Principal’s office. I felt like a fat kid in a candy shop. My little mind and fingers scoured the pages and found him. (I searched for my patron saint first though. Lots of St. Frances) There’s more than a Saint Valentine. The church doesn’t really have much info on them but they all died (martyred) on February 14.

  There were three of them; One was a missionary in Africa, the second a bishop in now, Terni, Italy and the last a priest in Rome.  The second and the third are

DON'T BE A BELLO OR A ROCHAS

THE BIRTHDAY LIST

  So my birthday is on Monday, January 22^nd. Days back, someone asked me what’s on my birthday list. I said I didn’t have a list and got a reaction that said “You’re an alien.”

  A birthday list is cool. It helps people who don’t know what to get you know what to get you. It kind of makes the job easier. You can do ojukokoro(greed) and add really expensive or hard to get gifts if you are wealthy and expect people to follow what’s on your list alone and share the list around to make sure people get you gifts you want. 

  

  To me, it kind of takes away the spontaneity and

FORGIVING YOU AND THEM

Hi there,
  Today I'm sharing my thoughts on forgiveness via video. I hope you watch and you are blessed by it one way or the other.
Here's the link if the video doesn't show on your browser.

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Thank you for watching my thoughts, what are yours? 

NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS SUCK

 George was overweight and needed to lose some weight. The New Year approached and he made a resolution; “This New Year, I will join a gym.” He joined a gym, truthfully. He went to the gym every day. He’d go out and be offered cake, Ice-cream, fried chicken and many more yummy treats. He turned them all down. One day in February, it was a colleague’s birthday at the office. A red velvet cake was shared; George had a thing for red velvet. “A tiny slice won’t kill me.” He ate the cake happily. Days later, his alarm rang to tell him ‘gym time’. George shut