HARMONY OF HEARTS Tioluwanimi, is a vibrant, active lady, widely known for her charisma, modesty, and respectful nature. Tioluwanimi was known for her steadfastness towards God's work. She was known for her unwavering faith and her angelic voice that echoed through the walls of the church every Sunday. Tioluwanimi's dedication to the church was matched only by her love for music. She sang with the choir, her voice intertwining seamlessly with the melodies that filled the sacred space. It was here that she met Oluwafirefunmi, the talented and charismatic choirmaster. As the weeks went by, Tioluwanimi and Oluwafirefunmi's voices blended in perfect harmony, both in music and in their growing affection for each other. Their shared love for worship and song deepened their connection, and before long, they found themselves drawn to one another outside the walls of the church. However, their newfound love was not without its challenges. Tioluwanimi knew that becoming pregnant out of wedlock was against the doctrines of their church. She grappled with the weight of her secret, torn between the love she felt for Oluwafirefunmi and the fear of judgment from people she held dear to her. When Tioluwanimi mustered the courage to confide in Oluwafirefunmi, he too felt the weight of their predicament. As the choirmaster, he was not only entrusted with leading the congregation in worship but also held to a higher standard in the eyes of the community. The thought of tarnishing his image filled him with apprehension. This thought made him decide that they were going to go through an abortion process as he could not afford to have his reputation tarnished. "How will I be able to face my subordinates?" He kept thinking in his mind. "No ! No!! No!!! Tioluwanimi, you'll have to abort this pregnancy we can't afford to bring a child into this world right now". He said to her. "What? What do you mean by abortion? No way Firefunmi, I'm not going through this evil thought of yours. Fine people will speak and have negative things to say, but please Firefunmi, it's not the end of the world, please I beg you, have a change of heart regarding this decision of yours, I can't go through with it." She tried convincing him. But Oluwafirefunmi had his mind made up already, there was no way he was going to be ridiculed, sanctioned, or mocked. He wasn't going to have it happen to him. The pregnancy just can't stay. With this thought in mind, he shouted at her, "Fine! If you want to go ahead keeping this pregnancy, then know that I cease to know you nor have anything to do with you as from henceforth, there's no way all of my efforts will be jeopardized over some little act, absolutely no way. At this point, Tioluwanimi was already crying profusely, "How can you? Firefunmi, how dare you? How can you do this to me? This is a responsibility meant for us to bear together, but you rather push it all on me? " " It's you, you want to be Mother Theresa" Taking a deep breath, Oluwafirefunmi, tries explaining to her calmly " Tioluwanimi, listen to me, we just can't afford to have this child, look at all the mockery, shame and snide looks we'll be getting if this gets out, why not try reason from how I'm reasoning, hmmm Nimi?" " This is not enough reason to commit such atrocity, what if I die in the process? What if I become unable to conceive again? Are you thinking about the repercussions at all? Do you think there's any sin that will go unpunished? Firefunmi, answer me!! " She yelled at him. "I'm not having this conversation anymore, I'm out, do whatever pleases you, I'm not changing my mind regarding my stance on this issue, whatever you decide to do other than what I have proposed, then deal with it yourself. " He walked away, leaving her all to herself. Tioluwanimi fell to her knees weeping as she couldn't muster the strength to stand anymore, Lost as to what to do, she remained at the spot for several minutes until late before getting up and heading back to her place walking mindlessly, she no idea her friend had sighted her, and noticed her mood was off. Her friend Oluwashindara, called out to her but she did not hear her, not until Oluwashindara tapped her before she noticed her. "Tioluwanimi, what's wrong? It's very unusual for you to walk without being conscious of your surroundings, what weighing down on your mind, care to share?" But Tioluwanimi just shook her head telling her not to worry she's fine. " Are you sure, you don't seem fine? " Shindara asked. " Oluwashindara leave me alone! I said I'm fine, how's that hard to understand?" She ended up yelling at her friend, Oluwashindara. #gospelstorywriter #godfluencer #winningsoulsforchrist #storytelling #MideWrites #theepistlewriter

PEACEFUL DISASTER 20.10.20 What ought to have been a peaceful protest, what ought to have achieved a peaceful response, alas, was turned into a painful, worst nightmare to many homes and families. Happy souls and individuals who had bid home goodbye, with the assurance of coming back home, only to never set foot back into the house. Multitudes gathered together in one voice, coming together in unity, and oneness canvassing for a better life and proper treatment. What did they get? Leaders who are meant to be protectors of them, the so-called acclaimed "we're after the betterment of the lives of the people", cannot and still did not explain how a peaceful protest, turned out into a massacre. How lives were lost, properties destroyed, wives turned widows, mothers becoming childless, husbands being rendered crippled/handicapped suddenly. Various questions were asked and are still being asked, howbeit, no answers. The defenders of lives and properties, cannot give a valid reason as to why they became so defenseless in safeguarding the lives of the people. Who gave the directives? Why was such a direction given? Where is the protection of human rights? Why do evil deeds always prevail over goodness? Many unanswered questions, all left to the imagination of those who dare to ask. "Nigeria the giant of Africa" is it? " The labor of our heroes past, isn't it in vain? All their struggles and efforts where is the result? "To build a nation where peace and justice shall reign", is justice reigning? Nigeria our country #MideWrites #theepistlewriter

In these moments of quiet reflection, know that you are not alone. Life's ebbs and flows are part of our journey, and I believe in your strength to navigate through them. You are surrounded by a circle of care, and in time, I hope the shadows will give way to brighter days. With warmest thoughts, #Godslove #trustandobey #joycomesinthemorning #MideWrites ✍️ #theepistlewriter

Regardless of how far behind your mate you feel like you are, regardless of the tons of achievements and progress of various mates of yours, know that you're still in the phase God has made ready for you, do not feel down, sad, depressed, not sorrowful everything will happen in it's due season. It is stated clearly in Ecclesiastes 3:1-11, why be sorrowful simply because you feel you're lacking behind your mates? Be of good cheer for the thoughts of God towards his creation are of good and not of evil, his promises towards us shall not go unfulfilled, I do not know about you, but I and children that the Lord has and will give to me, are for signs and wonders, what about you? If you are for signs and wonders, then you should know that just because you're mates got married, and progressing, doesn't mean that your life has no value. No you are valuable, an inestimable jewel, your time shall and will come in its due season, till then do not fret hold onto the author and finisher of our faith firmly. ©️ Erule Elizabeth Mide Writes #beofgoodcheer #donotfear #DoNotLoseHope #trusttheprocess #TrustInGod #HeWillDoIt #midewrites #theepistlewriter

LIFE, a fleeting gift, offers a canvas for experiences, growth, and connection. It unfolds in chapters of joy, sorrow, and discovery, urging us to embrace each moment with purpose and gratitude. In its brevity lies its preciousness; in its complexities lies its beauty. Cherish life, for it is the sum of our choices, the essence of our existence. Make those mistakes, learn from them, heal from every wound that once hurt you most unimaginably, embrace and love yourself for who you are, live a life reverencing the greatness of God, lean unto the author and finisher of our faith, let him direct and guide all of your decisions. Surround yourself with people who will not only help motivate you and cheer you on when you're down but also with people who will sharpen your sensitivity. Just breathe and live. ©️ Erule Elizabeth Mide Writes #life #lifecanvas #leanonGod #purpose #cherisheverymoment #cherishedmemories #MideWrites #theepistlewriter

STAYING IN THE PLACE OF PRAYERS. In the heart of a small village, there stood a centuries-old chapel. Its timeworn stones bore witness to countless prayers and whispered hopes. Every night, as the world slept, an old watchman named Samuel would make his way to the chapel. With a lantern in hand and a heart filled with reverence, he would settle in the back pew, beneath the glow of the stained-glass window. One fateful night, a wild storm swept through the village, fierce and unrelenting. The wind howled and rain lashed against the chapel's windows, threatening to breach the sacred sanctuary. Yet, Samuel remained steadfast. He knew his place was here, in the house of God, where he found solace and strength in the act of prayer. He raised his voice, his words mingling with the roar of the tempest, as he interceded for the safety of his people. As dawn broke, the storm began to wane, leaving behind a world cleansed by nature's fury. Samuel, still kneeling, felt a profound sense of peace wash over him. His prayers had been heard. Word of Samuel's vigilance and prayers spread throughout the village, and soon, others began to join him in the chapel's sacred embrace. Together, they formed a nightly assembly of prayer warriors, seeking God's protection and guidance. Through the seasons, the chapel became a beacon of hope. The weary and burdened would find their way to its doors, knowing that within those hallowed walls, they could find respite and renewal. It taught the village that in the moments of life's fiercest storms, when uncertainty looms and darkness threatens, there is a sanctuary in God's presence. #salvation #intercessoryprayer #refugeeinGod #Midewrites #theepistlewriter

A JOURNEY OF REDISCOVERY. The journey of retracing steps back to God begins with reflection. It is a moment of honest introspection, where we acknowledge the distance that has grown between us and our Creator. It's about recognizing the subtle whispers of the Divine in the midst of life's noise. In the hustle and bustle of life's demands, it's not uncommon to find ourselves straying from the path we once walked with God. Yet, in every heart, there exists a longing for that spiritual connection, a yearning to rekindle the flame that once burned bright. In the end, the return is not to the same place we left, but to a deeper, more profound relationship with God. It is a rediscovery of the One who never left our side, even when we strayed. It is a homecoming to a love that knows no bounds, a grace that knows no end. So, let us embark on this sacred journey with open hearts and willing spirits, knowing that every step we take is met with a loving embrace from the One who waits for us with open arms. May our steps be guided, and our hearts be forever tethered to the Source of all love and light. #salvation #ComeIntoTheLight #MideWrites #theepistlewriter

Ignite Your Week with Purpose and Passion! As the sun rises on this new week, it brings with it a fresh canvas of opportunities. Today is not just another Monday; it's a chance for a new beginning, a chance to set the tone for the days ahead. Embrace this day with open arms and a heart full of determination. Let your goals be your guiding stars, and your actions be the brushstrokes that paint a vibrant picture of progress. Remember, every small step counts, and each choice you make is a brushstroke on the canvas of your journey. "Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and he will establish your plans." - Proverbs 16:3 (NIV) In all that you do, trust in the Lord's guidance. Seek His wisdom, and dedicate your efforts to Him. With faith as your foundation, you are building a future that is rooted in purpose and blessed by divine favor. So, let's tackle this Monday with zeal and enthusiasm! Seize the day, embrace the challenges, and let your light shine brightly. You have the power to make this week a masterpiece of accomplishments. Wishing you a week filled with joy, productivity, and the fulfillment of your goals🥰🥰🤗 ©️Erule Elizabeth Ayomide #newweek #enthusiasm #littlesteps #keeppushing #nevergiveup #midewrites✍️ #theepistlewriter

From Ashes to Glory. In a small buzzy countryside, there lived a woman named Eliza. Her life had been filled with series of pains, inflictions, constant reminder of her painful past and mistakes. The weight of her past hung heavy on her shoulders, casting a shadow over her days. One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Eliza found herself standing at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the expanse of the darkening sea. The waves crashed against the rocks below, their relentless rhythm echoing the turmoil in her heart. In that moment, a str unoanger appeared, his presence a glimmer of hope amidst the encroaching darkness. His eyes held a kindness that seemed to pierce through the shroud of Eliza's despair. Are you lost, dear one?" he inquired gently. Eliza hesitated, but something in the stranger's demeanor gave her the courage to speak. She poured out her heart, recounting the mistakes of her past, the pain she carried, and the sense of hopelessness that had become her constant companion. The stranger listened intently, his gaze never leaving hers. When she had finished, he spoke with a voice as steady as the waves below. "Your past does not define you, Eliza. There is a wellspring of hope that flows within you, waiting to be unearthed. It is never too late for redemption." He said. With those words, the stranger extended his hand, inviting Eliza to take a step forward. It was a step into the unknown, a leap of faith. Together, they embarked on a journey of healing and transformation. Through the pages of scripture, Eliza discovered stories of redemption, of lives transformed by grace. She began to see that her own story, though scarred, held the potential for beauty and purpose. As the days turned into weeks, and the weeks into months, Eliza's heart began to bloom like a long-forgotten garden. She found solace in prayer, strength in community, and the courage to face her past with newfound resolve. One day, as the sun painted the sky in hues of gold and pink, Eliza stood on that same cliff where her journey had begun. This time, there was no darkness, only the promise of a new day. With a heart full of gratitude, she turned to the stranger who had become her guide, her beacon of hope. "You have shown me the way to redemption," she whispered. The stranger smiled, his eyes sparkling with a warmth that seemed to light up the world. "It was always within you, dear Eliza. You are a testament to the power of hope and the boundless grace that awaits us all. Note: only by being in Christ,can one find peace, redemption,salvation,hope and eternal life. Come to him,run into his warm embrace,a life without Christ is in crisis. ©️ Erule Elizabeth Ayomide #midewrites ✍️ #theepistlewriter #hope #HopeInChrist #redemption #redeemed #Godsredemption

The Feast of Abundance. In a bustling city, where the hustle and bustle of life drowned out the whispers of the soul, there lived a man named Samuel. He was known for his warm heart and generous spirit, always ready to lend a helping hand to those in need. One bright morning, as the sun painted the sky with hues of gold and pink, Samuel found himself standing at the heart of the city square. He held a weathered parchment, upon which were inscribed the words of Isaiah 55:1-4: "Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters; and you who have no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without cost. Why spend money on what is not bread, and your labor on what does not satisfy? Listen, listen to me, and eat what is good, and you will delight in the richest of fare. Give ear and come to me; listen, that you may live. I will make an everlasting covenant with you, my faithful love promised to David." As the people passed by, their faces etched with the weariness of life's demands, Samuel extended an invitation. "Come, all who thirst, come and partake in the feast of abundance! There is sustenance for your soul, freely given, beyond measure!" Word quickly spread of Samuel's proclamation, and soon, a gathering formed at the square. People of all walks of life, from the wealthy merchant to the struggling laborer, came to partake in the feast of abundance. The square transformed into a banquet hall, adorned with tables laden with bread, wine, and milk. Laughter and conversation filled the air as the people feasted, their hearts lightened by the promise of a love that knew no bounds. Samuel stood before them, his eyes alight with a fire of conviction. "In these verses, we are reminded that true satisfaction is found in the embrace of the Lord's boundless love. No earthly riches can compare to the treasures of His grace." As the days turned into weeks, the square became a haven of hope, a place where weary souls found solace and rejuvenation. Samuel's act of kindness and his willingness to share the words of Isaiah touched the hearts of many, leading them towards a deeper understanding of the abundant love of God that awaited them. #spreadingthegospel #Godslove #GodsWord #christianity #midewrites ✍️ #theepistlewriter