The Trapping Writer

In the spirit of becoming a robust wife material, I decided it was time to elongate my wife material length🤣. I thought it wise to embark on an adventure with the local charcoal stove. This adventure cost almost an entire match box🤕. I had seen a number of people set the charcoal stove so my eyes registered the process as an easy deal. As I continued to struggle,  I had to ask for help. This fair pretty girl came along and made jest of me. In split seconds, the flames had saturated the charcoal stove and the coals were catching the fire in record time. The fire stayed!!! Her words to me were so profound. She said  " You have create a space from top to bottom and set the fire. The heat comes from down to the top".          Only then did it dawn on me that as Christians and in our walk with God, the only way we can truly be set ablaze for God and have something lasting is to deepen our roots in Christ. Allow Him go deep with you and when challenges com...

Julian’s upbringing was such a special one. One of the exciting times for her was Christmas because of the variety of food she had access to. Fried rice also came as a Christmas menu. It was only eaten during Christmas. For years now, Julian had always wondered what gave the rice such a pleasant outlook. As she grew older, cooking and kitchen affairs became a delight to her. She would try her hands on a number of dishes and recipes. With all that came praises from tasters. This obviously gave her a massive boost in her kitchen experiments. It was now that time of the year when the Almighty fried rice would be cooked. However, this time was different. She had grown to the point where she was saddled with the responsibility of making that wonder meal. Nervous as she was, she embraced the technological advantage of YouTube. Communication service providers and food content creators would have given her a huge hug that day owing the amount of data used during the “Nigerian Fried Rice Re...