Philosophy of ViE

A strong reminder to myself and whom it may concern. God's purpose is far bigger than what you think. It's beyond your emotions (yes, emotions), societal norms or who wins the argument. It's the Truth you know in your heart that; God's Word is your standard, God's Love is your principle and your entire being was solely made to represent and present His love in its beauty to your world. It's what you are a living being for.👌 #MondayMotivation #PhilosophyOfVie #iRejoice

OYA COME LET'S GIST SMALL....🤔 TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN , about the massacre of Christians and Christian communities in Nigeria:  "You are not being hunted and killed because you are EASY PREY, WEAK, AND HELPLESS. Truth be told, it's the other way round." The Bible tells us the story of children of Israel in Egypt, something similar happened in Exodus 1:7,9 & 10. Pharaoh said in Vs 9 that, "The Children of Israel are MORE and MIGHTIER than we." What inspired him to afflict God's people was FEAR, he was afraid of how they increased. He was afraid that they were mightier than them. Pharaoh saw something in them that they did not see. He saw them as more and mightier, he was scared and he acted on that fear to pull them down. He did not afflict, enslave and kill them because they were weak and helpless, or did he? Absolutely not! Rather, he did all those things to them because they were more and mightier than the whole of Egypt... That's profound!

Often times I've shied away from writing for the world. For to write is to bare my heart; to bare my heart is to bare my soul, to bare my soul is to expose me to the world, to you. To your scrutiny and to your criticism, to your judgement and to your denunciation of me; of what I think, of what I stand for, of who I really am. I stay in my fragile shell, seeking its meagre protection but it fails me. I retreat into my woolly cocoon but oh what folly that is too, for it's protection is not an inch enough. Worst still, my heart betrays me; it begs to be heard, to be seen, to be revealed, to be exposed if not necessarily understood. Today I'll give you a glimpse, it might shock you, what goes on in this heart or it might be just what it is, another heart's expression... Hear me: I've been a hypocrite I haven't checked the meaning of that word in earnest but my thoughts tell me it describes me well, I've been a hypocrite I've judged others for crimes I w

And yes, your guess was close, he asked for my number quite alright, no, not a kiss (eeeuwww), he implied a future that involved a ring and making babies too(Lols!) but his condition for letting go of my hand was indeed preposterous: I'll come hang out with him at his flat somewhere around Zango later in the evening, shey I can cook? I'll fix something quick and we'll just gist and play, nothing serious, nothing would happen... Ha! Is your mouth dropping open like mine did that time? (in my head) Of course I maintained a calm façade and with that smile that makes some 'fools' (yes fools), think I'm joking, I said 'No Sir, I can't do that', 'Why?', Soldier boy was asking why??? And truly, why would I say no? Values, Principles, Standards, KNOWLEDGE: I knew better! Apparently, he'd met many naive girls in his time and I painted the poster picture for naïve with my small frame, multicolored weave-on and modelling papers. He really wasn'

Once upon a time, many years ago, when I was in 200level. School just resumed from Christmas break (Or was it?) and many students were yet to return; I’m a good student so I resumed early… Well, actually had to work on Arc. Lukman’s ‘My House As It Is’ design assignment, that’s why (Winks). So, school was scanty sha and I had reason to trek from Amina Hostel to Comm. Market to buy materials for my model and I was feeling bold enough to step out alone (I used to be shy of my shadow that time). That is how… from nowhere!... Hey! Lemme divert a bit: I was carrying this very colorful hairstyle then (My swag was coming up then and it started with the many colours on my hair, thanks to big sis!). Well, it was colourful and conspicuous, I haven’t carried so many colors in my hair since then! And the hairdresser did a good job with the skull cap (ladies can relate and funny, it’s a guy that made the hair!). Imagine Vie on a well-made, colorful skull cap… Okay, let’s take the attention away fro

There's a cry deep within my soul A longing for more I've seen Your power I've heard of Your wonders Lord, I want to handle it I want to have a taste of it Beyond the tales of men Beyond the stories that abound I want to experience You I want to visit and not go back I want to fellowship and grow in intimacy I want to touch you and abide with You It's You I want Lord All of You and nothing else I want my life to flow in the rhythm of Your grace I want my being flooded with songs of Your love I want to sink in depths of ecstatic communion I want all of You Lord I want all of You I want to live as You will To surrender my will and live Yours as mine I want to be tethered to the cords of Your being To live all of me for Your purpose To live Your life to it's fullest I want You Father, it's You I want Let all else fade away and only You matter You're Life and you're my Life Your All and my all is You Let all else fade away and onl

When I smile What do you see? When I smile What do you feel? When I smile What do you think? When I smile... What about my smile? I smile and it's sunny! I smile with the shadows I smile in the storm I smile to keep my secret I smile For there's so much to say... Beyond the turbulence within I smile Expressing the joy I feel I smile Knowing you need it I smile It's part of me; My Smile Many words can be said Many other gestures made One could sing a song Another may tell a story You may decide to dance All I choose to do Is smile I hope it brightens your day! #ViE

She said she wanted me to write for her and I wondered; What would a girl want me to write about? About Love? Which is a common theme but an uncommon thing? About Beauty? Which is in everything, even the ugly? About Life? Which is full of so much and nothing (without Jesus)? Or about Pain? Which is in all life, brings it and kills it? Or about Peace? Which is an illusion without chaos or unrest or storms? Or about Hate? Which seems far from my mind but is always at its periphery? Maybe about Hope? Which keeps us going only if we keep going... Maybe about Faith? Which we all have but are not always sure we have... Maybe about Disappointments? Which will always plague, but shouldn't discourage the expectant... Perhaps about Hardship? Sorrow? Poverty? Lack? Death? And so many more which seem to make life unbearable but add to its meaning...? Perhaps about Riches? Wealth? Friends? Success? Happiness? Which are but a few of life's numerous fairer themes but com

Mary typed furiously on her computer, "Life just sucks! It sucks!", was all that kept running through her head. She wasn't really focused on what she was typing. Her job promotion exam results had been released a few minutes ago. She'd gone to check it with the confident air of one who'd never failed an exam or had cause to worry about failing; only to be shocked with a score far below par and a transfer to a miserable department: clothing! Nobody wanted to be in clothing. You had to check seams and stitches and some irrelevant stuff. Where she belonged was cosmetics. Right at the top rung of the ladder! She'd hoped her face would be on one of the catalogues someday; the company sometimes featured worthy employees. Now, those dreams seemed far fetched. She was going to Clothing! Her move to that department would take effect as of next week Monday... Today was Friday anyways; the week was already over. She had to finish up the work she had left in Babies befor

Joy... Is it an emotion of overflowing happiness? Or one of unquestioned contentment? Is it a feeling of immense gladness? Or one of certain strength? Is it the violent stirring of a grateful heart? Or the ceaseless flow of tremendous peace? Joy... Is it that which makes you happy? Or that which happiness brings? Joy... Could be a gentle whisper of assurance... Or a gushing torrent of gratitude Joy... It's sought without by many but found within by few Joy... Is the name of one I know Beautiful and gentle Radiating that which her name announces Joy... The song in her is from heaven's own well The voice with which she sings it; the most melodious pail one could use to draw out... Joy

Is there a word you're so taken up with, it comes up at every little instance? One such word I'm captivated with so much is 'Beauty' Beauty to me is a word that expresses God in His fullness It doesn't completely capture His beauty and love and perfection and entire being But it expresses it to a good extent My Father is Beauty He's a personification of a depth of light and radiance and love and wisdom that is just beautiful He lives in light and births light He lives in glory and is the embodiment of it He's love and it beams through His being My Father is beautiful He's made the earth and suspended it on nothing He single handedly crafted this precious blue jewel suspended in space He's wise and all knowing and from Him flows all knowledge The depths of His wisdom are unimaginable The reaches of His insight are unfathomable He's the creator and His creative abilities are beyond limit Oh! My Father is so beautiful! All His wo