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As International Men’s Day approaches, I find myself reflecting not only on masculinity itself but also on the shifting lens through which it is viewed by society- a lens that too often distorts, diminishes, or outright dismisses its value. I grapple with what sometimes feels like the fading relevance of masculinity, wrestling with the immense effort required to restore its rightful significance in a world that too quickly forgets its foundational role. Today, it seems as if

As we look towards year-end, we need to be careful not to approach the coming year with spite and careless disregard for how far we have come. We need to approach the end of the year with immense gratitude. Gratitude not just for the things we have achieved, but for the things that can be. We are not just thankful for what is, but also for what can be. Grateful for the future. We are thankful for the hope it brings and the suffering it may offer. One may say, “What do you mea

Have we not had enough? Are our eyes not fixed upon what truly matters? We face one enemy — the devil — and have but one ruler and friend, God, strong and mighty. The handwriting is already on the wall; a death sentence hovers over the people of God. Do we grasp the gravity of the times in which we live? Today, to declare the cross is to risk being nailed to it yourself. If we truly understand the urgency of this hour, how can we waste precious moments on trivialities? Now is

I have come a long way in life. I have seen the depths of hell with all its cruelty, and I have tasted the blessings of heaven in their fullness. The women in my life are a part of that blessing. This March, I sat in deep reflection, wondering what my life would be without these women — without their love, their care, their warmth. And in that moment of contemplation, I realized that without them, my life would be stripped of warmth and essence, devoid of vibrance, washed out

What is the purpose of this life of faith, Lord? What gain is there in worshipping You? We face family struggles, life-threatening issues, and goals that seem forever unmet. Our hope feels distant, like a flame flickering in the wind. Yet, in the midst of all this, You ask us to worship You — to remain faithful even when life seems unbearably hard. We are torn between two worlds: the first, to trust that You truly care for us — a trust that demands self-denial and surrenderin

Oh, Wretched Man That I Am Oh, what a man that I am — full of malevolence, filth, greed, and lust for that which can only kill me. Oh, what a man that I am. Who will save me from myself? Myself — the man in the mirror, filled with pride, consumed by ego. What have I become? An empty soul drifting through existence as though I rule over matter, time, or space. Have I regarded myself greater than the gods, demanding worship, expecting my verdicts to stand unopposed? What exactl

Over the last ten months, I fought and still fighting the greatest battle of my life; the struggle between who I am and who I want to be. I am the war, the conqueror and the devoured, I am the casualty and the hero, the captain and the foot soldier, I win, and I lose. Have I aimed too high in life that it is impossible to achieve — to be the man I want to be, is being the main character in one’s life a daunting task. have I dreamt more than I should? Are my dreams and goals s

“The rain, a blessing to the farmer but a curse to the builder, what then shall God do when the farmer prays for rain and the builder for a bright day” Life is a journey filled with events, goals, dreams, and pain. We are birthed into this very distasteful world with one sure destination, Death. Death provides the value we call life, but then can something be valuable yet hurtful and full of suffering? why do we celebrate the birthing of a child knowing that life isn’t a joyf

“ It came to pass when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother and slew him.“ The story of Cain and Abel is archetypal to our current society. Abel offers a far greater and better sacrifice than his brother Cain. God honors the offering of Abel while rejecting that of Cain, then Cain kills his brother out of spite, jealousy, and envy. Spite, jealousy, and envy, this trio-nemesis brings out the most malevolence in any man, woman, or child. The story

A cold day in hell. The earth stopped in its orbit. The sun couldn’t give light. The stars lost their beauty. Death seemed peaceful. I lost against life, against myself, against my will to live. 2022, the year I died. I have always praised myself as being strong in will and in heart. I thought I understood pain, suffering, and all the torment that hell could send, but I didn’t. My childhood experiences were alleviated by a strong family: a father who cared for me unto death,

Life is beautiful, or at least I thought so. Maybe there is some truth to this overtly optimistic statement. It gives hope to the dying soul, it placates the troubled mind, and it assures light at the end of the tunnel for the lost traveler. These words encourage the crestfallen face of the defeated and build patience in those tired of waiting. But is life really beautiful? What exactly is beauty? Is it the cars, the high-paying jobs, the parties, or the decadence promoted by

Love, what a strange concept! What a feeling! What a drug! Oh, love, how much are you worth? Who guards your gates? How thick are your walls? How high are your walls? What dwells within your court? I have traveled far and wide, my journey long, arduous, and tiring. I have sold all I had for this odyssey, conquered highway robbers, journeyed through the thickest. forests, and swum through the boundless depths of the oceans. Oh, love, I am fatigued. Please open up your gates. M

Rest in peace; the most common phrase on gravestones. Let’s extrapolate that for a moment. The phrase suggests that there is no rest or peace in our current world. What does this world have to offer besides the lack of rest or peace? Are we born into a stage of war and unrest? Is there hope of rest or peace in the most civilized era in human history? One would expect that the advancement of our society and civilization should assure peace and rest but otherwise is the case. F

“The Lord turned and looked straight at Peter. Then Peter remembered the word the Lord had spoken to him: ‘Before the rooster crows today, you will disown me three times.’ And he went outside and wept bitterly” Luke 22:61–62 (NIV) Many times in my Christian life, I have continuously pondered whether any of these religious dictates are genuine and worthy of believing and following. Who is Christ? Where is the Holy Ghost, and how long does it take to find Him? If God is powerfu

“ Sometimes you must hurt in order to know, fail in order to grow, lose in order to gain because life’s greatest lessons are learned through pain.” — Pain (Nagato) Hope and expectation are predicated on the fact that we have paid our due diligence today to secure the freedoms of tomorrow. “the light at the end of tunnel” is an ideology that if we go through darkness, the end result will always be light. A better tomorrow lays its foundation on the idea that today isn’t as we

“The image in the mirror has been and will always be by your side from birth to death. Forgiving oneself is the best long-term strategy.”  Kelechi Oji In life, we make mistakes as children, and in childhood, those mistakes are easy to manage. The problem arises in adulthood. Growing up, when we made mistakes, we were reprimanded and disciplined by parents, teachers, and other adults in our lives, yet we moved on quickly. We moved on to commit other errors requiring the same

“God is dead. God remains dead, and we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers.” -Fredrich Nietzsche Nietzsche declares the death of God in late 1800, the last years of the 19th century. His quote is a prophecy fulfilled during the horrors of the 20th century. The phrase ” The Death Of God” is more profound than its literal meaning; if God is indeed dead, who killed him? According to Nietzsche, we did. But how did we kill what was or is

“Treat death not with contempt, for in it the value of living becomes priceless.” — Kelechi C. Oji Life is a journey. A journey of birth, happiness, laughter, pain, tears, joy, and ultimately death. Life is hard and always will be, at least for those wishing to find meaning in it and make it worth living. Nothing in life comes easy, not even the child from the womb during birth or the dirt dug out during the funeral. Life is like a business deal. To get anything valuable out

And he said unto them, I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven.” -Jesus the Nazarene Luke 10:18 (KJV)   Most of life’s pain and suffering are due to man’s malevolence, greed, and lust for power, money, and all whatnot. We have grown to understand love and hate, malevolence, evil, and wickedness. How did God’s creation become so capable of wickedness and evil? How can slave owners look upon their tinted image and yet commit atrocities against them? How can man develop con