apples to cross

Wind blowing in my hair…I love!!! Venue: Alpha beach / Occasion: picnic / Humans: just the two of us We had a nice time gisting about life, love, God, forgiveness, Nigeria, earth. We constructively argued about his new habit which he was trying to stop…drinking. “Mehn! Babe I’m so sorry I couldn’t call you last night” “its aight! So sup?” “mehn! Those fresh fair legs again…lemme touch jore!” “guy! How far you now?” “come on I was only joking. Haba! I can’t joke with my babe again…na wa oh!” “ehen, Pastor said he’ld like to see you. I guess its about the thanksgiving committee thingi” “kk. I’ld just go and see him now” he said as he stood up. We had finished our little picnic and it was time to go. He drove me in his car to my house. As he was about to give me our usual parting hug, he held me tighter than usual. “sweets! Your grip is too tight oh” I said as I tried to release myself. “babe! You sef eh! I can’t touch you, I can’t even squeeze you sef” “of course ni! You’re too close for...

Finally the project was successfully completed. He got back and at this time he really did not have time for church, more importantly: for God. I noticed and talked to him. Our pastor did too. He gave excuses; he slept off…obviously from a hangover! I knew he wasn’t womanizing but that was all I knew of. He had obtained a seemingly mild habit of drinking which we talked and even argued about. Thank God our arguments never see the light of day…ends after a few minutes! But then I had mentioned it, yes I loved him and so I told him straight up that drinking was a no-no, after all I had said that when he was in Ogun. We spent little time together because of the demands of my new job, but each time he really did want to hold me. Of course I did want the same, I missed the endless quality time together but like my dad used to tell my mum ‘no be quality time we go chop!’. Mummy, a teacher, always complained that daddy, a doctor, did not give her as much time with him as she desired. They’...

before I rant today, lemme just say thanks to those reading this story. Please check out Yadamag and Jaycee ...really great stuff always going on there. ............................................... Like my grandma would say ‘no be one day monkey dey use learn jump’. Gradually he changed…how? I dunno. My theory remains that his conscience began to die…he let it, probably ‘unknowingly’. Yes, because just a little indulgence…lemme just go with them, lemme just blend. Moreover Alfred, Ranti and Mayor attended the same church. Truly, not everyone that goes to church is a Christian, I remember we had that ‘conversation’ (it was almost like an argument) when I went visiting in the last month of his stay there. The conclusion of the 3 musketeers was that we (Felix and I) were too spiritual…we needed to loosen up! My sugar banana hit the rocks! Things he normally would have had a problem with, he became indifferent to. The habits of his friends had not rubbed off on him sha, but each time...

Within the last 2 months I went visiting several times and he also came visiting too. But on one occasion, his friends were there. Alfred, Mayor and Ranti and two other girls. They worked in the Ogun branch of Planda industries where Felix was on a special assignment to. I had spoken to them on the phone about three times while in the Uk. Mehn! The stench of cigarette from Alfred was horrible. I just had to be nice. First physical meeting, first impression had to be outstanding! Next time I visited they were there with three other girls. It was after that day that I finally put two and two together that each time I had visited and they were around, they had different girls with them. With friends who constantly drink, womanise and smoke their lungs out…dunno, I just felt ‘no shaking!’. He seemed to have coped all this while. Oh yes, I mentioned it to him that I wasn’t particularly happy with his new friends. He brushed it off saying nothing can happen, even Jesus mixed with the mult...

After successfully pursing a masters degree in public administration at the university of Liverpool, I was so happy to head back to Nigeria in June. My parents were too busy with the twins’ graduation and Felix with work, so my Uk family had to take the stand. Back in Nigeria: My relationship with Felix was still in top form, we sure were able to pull it off…obviously by God’s grace. However, things really did not seem to be as I left it. Well, I got back to an empty Lagos. Felix was there to welcome me, and so were my family and friends. I had missed everyone. Felix, Mum, dad, Tope &Toye. I really missed those boys, at least I got to see them before they left for NYSC in Abuja. Did I hear someone say Otondo!!! Lol!!! An empty Lagos? Yes, because three month before I got back Felix was posted to oversee a five month project in Ogun state. Don’t get me wrong, we were still very much into each other like I said, but he had some new friends I was yet to meet them. We had been throu...

For life, love, You and more of You...for everything Lord Jesus I thank You. Hands and nails, You nailed it all, I'm grateful Lord...You rose again, yes! confirmed! Thank You Lord Jesus for death has lost!!! YOU ARE LORD, JESUS! thank YOU LORD JESUS!

I thought a year would put a strain on my relationship, I thought we would not be able to make it. Being that for the three years together we lived close to each other. Our families knew about our relationship from the first year. My parents fell in love with Felix instantly, his parents did with me too. Whatelse did I expect, in my own world: I’m adorable ;) Mehn! You know how elderly folks look at you during and after every wedding ceremony you attend. That eye that says; “you are next!”. We got plenty of that. But at 24, I really wasn’t so keen on marriage! Still young jore! For the first time I had missed our anniversary, but I got a package and I sent one too. What it was? Sorry, I don’t kiss and tell J Oh mehn! Pardon my manners, I cant believe we’ve conversed this long and I did not deem it fit to give you our profile. I’m first of 3 children, got twin boys on my tail. Parents live in Lagos just like Felix’s…but he’s the last of 5 children and they all are married…spoken to...

hours...days...weeks...months... it's been 6 months since I met Felix. Smooth, suave, funny, nice, romantic, clean...those words don't do justice, he is it! From the guy who sat on that side of the church to the guy who now sits on my side of the church, the one who thinks beside my gorgeous eyes, I have a pair of fresh fair legs... :) ..................................................................................... From that Sunday I made a friend, a special one at that. Talking, texting...MTN midnight call did a whole lot of good. We gradually grew fond of each other. You know how church folks start to call you an 'item' and a 'couple'. Disposition just sold us out jore! And then, we became 'a couple'! No! not couple as in man and wife...we were in a relationship. So he was not my first, but honestly, I did feel fresh. Not like I've been in over 30 relationships but an eventful 3 to me is a record. The last one was just a jailed one...oh yes, t...

Thursday...Friday...Saturday...I'm back to normal :)...no more day dreaming! Sunday. .................................................................................. Now I have to tell you that you that I seriously tried to position myself in order to be visible. Well, he sits quite far from my favourite seat (I practically own it!)...abeg I wasn't stalking him oh!!!! Just one of those guys you keep seeing in church...you know now! I concentrated in church oh!!! Service was great, Pastor preached on "temptations"...juicy...1Cor 10:13...please check it up. Chatting up with friends after church was fun...its still fun sef. "Er, hi guys" "Hi" they said. We were 3 girls chatting, he kinda knew 2 of them. "Tolu...hi...how you doing?" "oh hi...Felix...fine thanks...and you?" I said turning in response to the voice behind me. I knew the voice, and that was just the person I was hoping to see. "ah, thank God...I'm good. Sorry...

The 30th of August 2006 was awesome...an evening service...but oh yes it was awesome! Twas a cold evening, alright lemme make this clear...I love cold nights, an opportunity to strap myself in hoodies; did I tell you I love that too? :) ...................................................................................... We had the regular evening service and oh, this dude was by my side. Had I seen him before? well..yes, but believe me I never thought of anything more until tonight...he was different. I tried to sit and hold my piece of steel , twas hard mehn! "Hi, my name is Felix, and I know you are Tolu Oju." 'Wow, so he knows my name', I thought "Er, yes, I'm Tolu...but Oju is kinda like my nickname, because of my eyes." I said "Your eyes? because..." "Duh! they're gorgeous! perfect!" I said with a wide smile. "I see...interesting...well...you know...they're there...cute sha...anyway can I have your number?" (J...

"if you love me you'll wait for me!" Those sweet words pierced through my heart and vented out of my mouth. How could he say such a thing? How could he possibly mean it?...no! ....................................................................................... "...if you love me you'll wait for me!" Those words forced out of my mouth, I didn't know what else to say but sure enough even in this pain I knew that I was doing the right thing. How could he say such a thing when he knew I genuinely loved him?...before marriage? Never...but I didn't want to loose him. "Tolu but how could you say you love me but yet hide one thing from me?" he said. "Felix how can you say you love me yet you keep me away from the altar?" Now that sounded sarcastic but I was serious....dead serious. "So you think this is a joke right, I'm not refusing to marry you, of course I know what the word says, I know what tradition says but just once...

A while ago I started a story...er, ok, not just a while ago, lets call it a long time ago. If apologies will do I make no excuse not to spoil it, you can ask me for details later. Apples to cross presents 'Fragments of truth'. The story has been completed and BHG would be shared from today. Please accept my apologies...thank you. (BHG- by HIS grace)

I'm grateful Lord...for life, You are life, for love...You are love...for everything!!! You are awesome... For this week, for provision...yes, Jehovah Jireh, for the cross...for indeed You, Jesus nailed everything at the cross: Colossians 2:14. I'm here saying... thank YOU JESUS :)

this kain God e, I never see Your type e this kain God e, blessed be Your Holy name... Jehovah Shammah, Jehovah Nissi, You are my Ebenezer, Jehovah Adonai, I give You glory, honour, power and majesty You are the Lord, forevermore. ...On point, on time, Lord...You can like to make me feel weak sha...I love it! Halleluyah, the Lord (as usual), is faithful!

itestify...HE's fixing me, HE's faithful, HE's real, HE's JESUS! thank YOU JESUS.

tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take Him at His word... just to rest upon His promise, and to know this saith the Lord... Jesus, Jesus how I trust You how I've proved Him o'er and o'er Jesus, Jesus precious Jesus oh for grace to trust You more! I testify that the road may not be easy, but I know my Redeemer liveth! I testify of a great Nigeria...yes, it is well in Jesus name. Amen. I testify of a wonderful church family, I testify of new blogs...I testify of new life in Christ, I testify on your behalf, I testify of you...I testify that the Lord is too faithful to fail, I testify that He doesn't know and would never know how to fail! I testify that this week is great! Halleluyah to the Lamb that was slained! thank YOU JESUS!