None knows how I like to sleep at night even our mom who would say to you: ‘Your kuya sleeps like a baby, all curled up from his head to...

Years from now, sermons and wisdoms will tell of my bravery in the face of wily woman, nameless woman, thirsty for exotic drink from this...

Written by Jeff William Acosta I. It's 9 am Sunday. Another day I am forced to wake up while I'm in the process of drowning my body in...

for Tess Barbara no longer went to the women’s group at the Methodist church, and for the first year after her daughter’s death, Barbara...

Little Hands – Baby’s Prayer Dedicated to Jaden K. Hepburn Little one, Welcome to your temporal home It’s harsh and bright, I know But it...

Amelia Thompson reminds us of the importance of this four-letter word: REST. Next, watch her perform 'Test Me I'm Positive'.

“You always do this, and I hate it. You always cancel on me last minute,” he wrote to me via text. I responded, “I do not always cancel,...

In His Footsteps by Debra Ayis It feels like I have been a Christ follower right from my mother’s womb I look down memory lane Night and...

OH LORD by Billy Ayis Oh lord My God As I settle down to read Plant in me a seed To give knowledge Without taking me over the edge To...

Air and sand form collusion, As matter whirls around my being, In a vicious eddy,

You say you are very near Then why do I still fear You say my burdens are yours to bear But even now I shed a tear

If we want to survive spiritually, we need to consume the Word of God. But how does one read the same book repeatedly without getting bored?

Growing up in a Christian family in Nigeria introduced me to many traditions associated with Christmas. From as far back as memory can...

We had barely entered the month of December when the Christmas lights went up in my new neighborhood. But it was the cheerful Christmas...

Once again, it’s Christmas—the season of merriment, goodwill, and cheer. For most, it’s a time for family and friends, and a time to...

A LITTLE EVERY DAY By Debra Ayis I die a little every day But not my soul, my spirit Only my flesh, its desires I choose to serve my sire...

"At the end of the day, what matters is whether your heart is in the right place.” That was the gist of what I said to my friend Christy*...

A colleague of mine recently retired after working for the same organization for 35 years. He was one of those who worked 24/7 and gave...

What she said to me then always comes to mind whenever I find myself in a situation where a friend criticizes me.

A burning sensation began in the region of my small intestine and rose until the heat emanated from my face. My jaw tightened and my...