Mir·a·cle(n.): an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs Esther A few days ago, I had severe body pain. It was like as if someone removed something important from my stomach side. I could barely walk and I was on my way home. I didn’t want to disturb my…

July Part 1— miracles, miracles, miracles Mir·a·cle(n.): an extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs I love hearing stories about miracles. There is something about them; the hope they give, the comfort they provide, the faith they stir up inside you, the amazement they leave you in. But most…

June — writing, learning dependence and being young This month, God opened my eyes to the fact that there’s no other way to get to Him except through Him. That I can’t be Godly without Him. That I can’t be Christian without Christ. …

If there’s one thing I learnt this month, it’s about friendships and the fact that they are intentional. Very intentional. I once mentioned in one of my posts that as a conceptual metaphor, friendships are plants. If you nurture it consistently, you watch it bloom. If you fail to take…

I always look forward to spring breaks. It’s a week-long break from classes. A week to catch up on what I may be behind in school. A week to sleep in and wake up whenever I like. A week to watch all the shows and movies on my ‘to-watch list’…

If I were a millennial, I would take so much pride in announcing first that this month, I marched more into self-discovery. During the course of the month, I was able to identify a major problem, and all of a sudden, the way I would feel sometimes started to make…

I spent January grieving mostly, and no, I didn’t lose anyone. At least not to death, and I thank God for that. But why don’t we talk enough about the pain that comes with a friendship coming to an end? It’s almost like a dream that has been cut short…

This post is long overdue. It just happened that every time I set out to write, I really didn’t know who I was. “So, tell me about yourself.” Be honest. How many times have you blanked out when you’re told that? How many times have you been tempted to ask…

Dear Future Husband, I am currently in my third year in university, and I was in a Spanish class when I thought to write to you. I’m a big fan of notes so much so that I still have letters written to me from people since 2017. So much so…