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  We have known scars to mean marks left on the skin from wounds. However, today, I am not referring to those fibrous connective tissues on your skin but the indelible prints from your past. I am talking about the marks from your pains, troubles, unpleasant experiences, rejections, failures, and regrets. We often see them as bad, maybe and maybe not. We often hide them because we are ashamed of them but today, I want to tell you that they are not all bad. Even those caused by your ignorance, laziness, pride, or what have you; God makes all things work together for our good (Rom 8:28). However, God’s grace and mercies are not excuses for neglecting self-development. In addition, God does that for those who love him and are called according to his purpose and I doubt if that is synonymous with careless living. That aside, what should I do with my scars? First, own them. They are your stories. They are your credentials and they validate you. I will rather listen to someone who is successf

  A bike passed by us yesterday on our way to church, it was a rough and untarred road so everyone had to be patient as they pass. The bike had two men (they should be in their 40s). The man at the passenger's seat wore a short with a T-shirt which wasn't covering the waist band of the knicker. I noticed but well, not my business Then my daughter noticed and she said ah mummy see this Daddy's bum bum outside😮. I couldn't shut her down because it was annoyingly obvious. Indeed his bum bum was outside! Then the discussion began, but mummy why didn't that daddy wear his trouser properly? Look at me I am wearing a trouser and my top is covering my bum bum very well. Even you mummy, your gown is very long and it's also covering your bum bum. It is not good to open ones bum bum. She kept on and on till she got distracted by another topic for discussion. Hey! Inside me I was feeling like a super mummy because I don't think I can remember any day I sat her down to

Hmm, I have heard people get annoyed that a person they hold dear to their heart decided to hide some information about their life from them. Yea, I can relate, as much as we all need ourselves to survive, no sane person just goes about opening up to every Tom, Dick and Harry. If I test you with a little information about my life that I see as confidential, and I ended up seeing it as a newspaper headline😮, you can never hear anything from me again. It's as simple as A B C, Trust is reliance. It is EARNED. I have to prove myself trustworthy if I want to be trusted. Even the Bible tells me to Love my neighbour as myself and not TRUST. Can your friend trust you? Can your customers trust you? Can your spouse trust you? How about your subordinates, children, colleagues..... It's a work we all have to do on ourselves. As for me, I strive to keep being the best version of myself. 😍😍😍😍 Temitope Gbenga-Afesojaye

Compliment is a remark (or act ) expressing praise and admiration. I have seen people feel accepting compliment is not a sign of humility. So they respond like.... Boss : That was a very good presentation, you did so well. Ms A:  Ah, don't mention sir, I am still trying to be better. Colleague : Your shirt is so beautiful and it fits you perfectly. Ms A: Which shirt, na #250 I pick am o...... These are not signs of humility. Accepting compliment when you know you have actually done well is a good boost to your confidence. Accept it when you are genuinely celebrated for a job well done. Infact pose to the camera make them snap you😁. Biko accept genuine compliment by simply smiling and saying 'thank you'. . 😍😍😍😍 Temitope Gbenga-Afesojaye

Few days ago, I needed to do a delivery, as I set out, Mo requested that I buy bread for them. She specified the one she wants. I promised I would. I concluded all I needed to do and went for our bread😁. I got on the queue to make payment. Then two guys appeared and they turned our straight line queue to  a 'Y-shaped' one. After a short while, the guys' line grew longer and me and the lady in front of me were sidelined already😶. So, I asked the guy why he thinks he could just try to break into the queue and sidelined us that he met there, he responded with a bold face that seem ready for a fight. Well, as my mama taught me well, I kept calm and just watched him. He finally struggled to take a chance ahead of me....I sha dey look. Later, the cashier needed #50 as balance for a customer she just attended to. Right from behind the guy, I signaled to the cashier that I have what she needed, guess what, she called me forward to attend to me because she needed my #50. I majesti