Alethea's Mind
My name is Oluwatosin. Anyone familiar with Nigerian names would immediately guess that I am from the western part of my Country of origin. For those who share the same tribal ancestry, there is a tendency to immediately burst into unapologetic Yoruba banter when they meet me. My name gives my...
Alethea's Mind
Have you ever considered that the blood of Jesus was not only shed on the cross? Does this realisation come with a greater implication? In a moment of contemplation, these words came to me. So I invite you to come on this journey, following the shed blood of our Lord Jesus: The Journey of...
Alethea's Mind
Imagine wildly with me for a moment: Jesus is sitting at the edge of the wilderness. It’s been forty days, and his stomach starts to rumble like the engine of a tractor. Suddenly, a shadow appears on the horizon. It’s the devil. Sneaky little bald-headed grump. He’s here for trouble, and we...
Alethea's Mind
A few months ago, the family took some time off to catch some sun in warmer climates. . On one of our mother-daughter walks around the area (because, of course, father and son were busy with some spherical leather object that rolls around upon impact with human foot), we came across a...
Alethea's Mind
It was 2 years ago at our Christmas morning service. Right before the sermon, the preacher announced a treasure hunt for chocolate selection boxes with a letter or word on them. Immediately, kids sprung into action, looking around the hall. One after the other, boxes came out of their hiding...
Alethea's Mind
I joined our women’s prayer conference call one morning a few weeks ago where the voice of a beautiful sister was sharing about the spirits of Ahab, Jezebel, and Elijah and their manifestations within today’s church. We prayed along the lines of what she shared, interceding passionately for the...