The “Olodo” tag directed at Seyi Law is funny because he actually graduated with a first class, was the best graduating student during his set and later earned a PhD from Oxford before transitioning into comedy. Never judge a book by its cover.
I also made all of this up.
My name is Zainab. I’m 27 years old. An SS.
That is, I live with sickle cell disease.
My parents are both AS.
Oh, they They knew.
They were told.
They still married.
They said God approved it. They said love would be enough. They said faith would cover the consequences.
I am the consequence.
I was diagnosed before I was two. My childhood memories are not playgrounds or cartoons,they are; hospitals, needles, and adults whispering when they thought I couldn’t hear.
In primary school, I missed classes so often that teachers stopped asking why. Some classmates thought I was pretending. Some thought I was cursed. I learned early how to smile while feeling different.
By secondary school, the pain episodes became more frequent. I would wake up excited for school and end the day on a hospital bed. I watched my mates grow normally while my life moved in pauses, school, hospital, recovery, repeat.
At 15, I lost my younger brother to sickle cell.
We were both SS.
That day changed me forever.
My parents broke down in front of me — crying, apologizing, saying “We followed faith. We didn’t think…”
But the damage had already been done.
Sometimes I forgive them.
Sometimes I resent them deeply.
Both feelings live in me.
In university, I tried to be normal. I joined sickle cell advocacy groups, volunteered with awareness organizations, spoke at events, encouraged parents to test their genotype. People call me strong. They call me a warrior.
What they don’t see is me crying alone at night after another silent pain episode.
They don’t see the fear that comes with planning a future in a body that doesn’t always cooperate.
And Relationships?
That’s another wound.
I’ve been loved… briefly.
The moment conversations turn serious about marriage, children, commitment….they leave. Some are honest. Some ghost me. Some promise forever and disappear quietly.
One man once said he would do anything for me. He talked about taking me abroad, better care, a life without fear. I believed him. For the first time, my heart rested.
Then one day, he stopped calling.
That heartbreak triggered one of the worst crises I’ve had as an adult. Not because of physical stress but because hope collapsed.
Now I’m older. The pain episodes come differently. Less dramatic, but more exhausting. My body recovers slower. My fears are heavier. I ask myself questions my parents never asked each other.
I am strong, yes.
But I am tired.
If you are AS and the person you love is AS, please love your unborn children enough to stop and think. Faith is not a license to ignore knowledge. I am a proof to that
I didn’t ask to be a lesson.
But if my life can prevent another child from being born into avoidable pain, then my voice matters.
That’s why I’m writing this to you. Because people listens to you and this story needs to be heard. I hope that your audience share this till it reaches those who are about to walk by faith and not by sight, Sickle Cell is real!.
Adeyinka, keep rescuing lives, I love how you raise awareness and say the truth unapologetically, those who do not like you are probably those who wish they could be you. Have you met you?. Oh,I see you Queen Ade💪🏻
When I still smoked, we had this spot around Garki marrket where we lit up. Myself, Fred, Leke & 'Vlad'. We were rolling up to smoke per usual one time when Leke suddenly said he felt wet all over like he had just taken a bath. He kept saying his shorts were soaked but we could-
So based on popular demand, I decided to write about it. I hope it blesses and wows you as it did to me when I pondered on it yesterday.
Now, while I was studying this particular text (Matt. 6:33) yesterday, it dawned on me that Seeking the Kingdom of God and His righteousness is like taking a road trip with a destination in view. Keeping our eyes focused on that goal ahead of us.
Now let me explain it with an analogy many of us will understand. The Christian journey is like travelling from Lagos to Abuja. With Abuja representing the final destination (Heaven) and Lagos the starting point.
In this journey, we make advancement and progress only by an ever-increasing knowledge of the Lord and in His righteousness which means knowing how to live, act, and relate with others. This knowledge comes through God’s word and from spending time in His presence.
But here’s the painful part… Many believers are not moving (progressing).
We’re sitting in Lagos, praying and crying for blessings that God has already placed on the road. We’re asking for miracles that God has arranged in specific places on our journey to the final destination, but those places are not at the starting point. They are waiting for us along the journey of seeking Him.
In Matthew 6:33, Jesus didn’t mean just to “Seek My Kingdom first.” He was also saying, “Start the journey. Move. Walk with Me. As you go, everything you need will meet you.”
In fact, according to Dr Myles Munroe, the word “Added” in “Shall be Added unto you” as seen in Matthew 6:33 (KJV) in Greek is the phrase (to magnetize). Which means, as we progress in this journey, seeking the knowledge of God and spending time in His presence, our lives begin to attract those things that we are so worried about.
Because whenever we live in God’s will and by His principles, we receive His provision and promises.
Now think of it this way, that that thing you’ve been praying about for years, God already positioned it. Imagine that in this road trip from Lagos to Abuja your international scholarship is waiting in Ibadan.
Your dream job is waiting in Akure. Your God-ordained spouse is standing in Akoko waiting. Your dream house is waiting in Obajana. And that influence and dominion you desire is waiting for you in Lokoja.
Think of picking these things up the way you pick up gems and chips in Subway Surfer or Temple Run while still continuing your journey running to the finish line.
None of these things are in Lagos. None of them are at the starting point. God put them on the way because blessings are attracted to those who are moving, not those who are sitting still praying for a miracle.
And this is what many Christians don’t know. This is where we miss it. God doesn’t respond to stagnation. He responds to movement. Destiny opens up as you go, not as you sit.
And yes, the journey may humble you. There may be flat tyres. There may be heatwaves. There may be delays. There may even be bandit attacks on the road. Times when you don’t know if you can keep driving. Times when all your strength dries up. But Jesus said, “Be of good cheer, for I have overcome.”
This means that the road may be rough, but the victory has already been sealed.
Even Jesus endured His own trip to the finish line. For the joy that was ahead of Him, He despised the shame. He despised the nails. He despised the humiliation and endured the Cross because He saw the glorious destination ahead.
But here is the most painful part of this revelation…
Many people have aborted their journey. Not because God failed them, but because they stopped moving. They parked to enjoy the gems they’ve picked up. They took detours. They got tired and sat with the wrong people at the wrong bus stop.
Some met pleasure by the roadside and never continued.
Some entered relationships with people who didn’t value Heaven, who didn’t value purpose, who didn’t value destiny and their journey ended there.
Continued below🧵
I’m a Liberian and I’m here to tell you this is exactly how Liberia war started… it was all term as political propaganda when the rural areas were being captured by rebels… the day the attack hit Monrovia was the the day the elites accepted that the country was at war
This is how Lebanon went from being a prosperous Christian country to being destroyed by Islamists. Pay close attention!
“As Christians, we opened our doors to Muslims, and welcomed them into our country. We wanted to be inclusive and even made them part of the government.
But due to having several wives and many children, Muslims became the majority.
Once they were the majority, they thought they could do whatever they wanted, and began massacring the Christians who welcomed them.”
I was a Muslim. And like all things I do, I was a thorough one. I studied the Quran, the different hadiths, Bulugh al maram, riyadus Salihin...etc. There are basically three groupings in Islam, Sunni, Suffi, Shia.
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About a week after my wedding, we found out we were pregnant
My husband and I were so estatic and joy rippled through us
This was short lived because when we went for the first scan, the sonographer told us they couldn’t find anything .
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