Broken Vessel





Pieces strewn all over the floor 

Once whole, 

but now looking nothing like what was 

One could only imagine a picture of course 

‘Cos In a moment it seemed like the world had just hit a pause 

No, scratch that. 

*screech sound*




Incomparable to nothing 

Never worked up

never really used 

Not even to be subject to abuse 

Acquired at great cost

‘Cos only the potter knew what it cost  

Like the vessel of honor 

Not relegated to the corner 

Set aside to be adored 

Consecrated for more than just aesthetics

Looking back this was me 

Because life could only make me mean 

Sucking up to false identity based on what I’d done and where I’d been

Seeking wholeness in things, in people and in all that didn’t matter 

Even while in pieces, I knew better

None of that ever really did matter

In brokenness…

My life, my perspectives changed forever 

Not a question of who I was before 

Nor who they had known me to be

I now know who and whose I am 

Looking ahead to who I am becoming

Seeing the free gift I have in Christ

I leverage on his grace holding fast 

To fulfill purpose and not be an outcast 

Back to my pieces 

Laying about like glorious ruins 


Put back together, 

Like clay in the hands of the potter 

Fitted, transformed into wholeness 

Well, you may see the scars 

But they are visible only for a reason;

Because my story would be incomplete without them

Broken a thousand times and over 

Each time and again to be refined 

Just to be made suitable for purpose 

Thank you Brokenness 

You happened so that I could find myself “


-Aniekan – 

Writer’s blog:


Love So Amazing…

From time, we’ve had this seasonal attraction.

Most of it came from me.

I only cared when I needed Him.

He would always give me listening ears even when I knew I had abandoned Him.

He never gave up on me and honestly I don’t understand but I constantly did.

I used Him every time for only my pleasures and right after I would leave without a word.

For years I totally neglected Him and purposely chose to run the opposite direction even when I knew I had no hiding place.

I could never bring myself to speak of Him so proudly.

I was always so ashamed of being with Him.


He never gave up on me.

He promises never to and once I realized I was running for no reason, I began to understand that I needed to be committed to this Love.

I also needed to put in work.

He never left and He never will

I needed to love Him too.

Just like all relationships, it gets rocky.

We always find a way.

He’s the best lover.

I would talk to Him most times and wonder why I shied away for so long.

He’s just PERFECT.





It’s Probably the Way It’s Meant to be

I woke up this morning to an amazing tweet that inspired this post (Yes! Inspiration for me comes from anything and everything. Your smile can literally inspire me. It lies in the way you interpret things basically). I read the tweet and immediately related to it.

“Being 19, 20, 21 crazy man.. Too young to have it all together but ya feel like you’re too old to not. Constantly praying for a guidance” – @thebrowndolll

I’m a 20 year old and a few years ago, I was not comfortable enough to say my age because I felt I was too young. I graduated in December, 2013 and turned 20 after my NYSC Service year. I can say it’s tough now. I’m at this point in my life where, like the tweet said, I am too young to have it all together but too old not to. At this point, it is too late for me to hold on and wait! Like wait for what? I’m here thinking of the next step and everything around me is shouting ‘CHILL!’. It can be frustrating and I cannot think of a day that passes that I do not pray to God for guidance.

My deal with Him is this – I did not push myself. All my life I literally went with the flow. I didn’t try extra hard so I can’t really say I was pushed or forced, I just pray and it happens. God has literally been spoon feeding me with life. Now, I’m a spoilt baby and He chooses to hold off? I have heard different things from “Oh maybe He’s trying to tell you something” to “It will come in due time, be patient” to “You’re still young jor, where are you rushing to?”. I don’t have a problem with these actually. People have their own perspectives in life.

In this year of pretty much having nothing to do, I have learnt a lot about myself. I’m not your living it up kind of person but I love a good time. I like the idea of having fun but I am one of the laziest people to. I want to travel and this is not just everybody is doing it, it’s because I really want to see the different cultures the world has to offer. I have a lot of crazy things I want. I love being alone. I have very few friends and I like my small circle (I believe they were hand picked for me by God 😄). In this year, I have also discovered that life is not black and white and sometimes you just love that grey area and it’s okay. It’s very easy for people to give you opinions about yourself using their own life paths and if you’re like me, it’s very hard to comprehend those.

My point is, at this age and if you ever feel in this position, just LIVE. Wake up and thank God that you are alive every morning, make the right decisions and make sure they don’t mar the future. Be happy. Don’t be afraid to discover yourself. It’s what life is about if you ask me – You learn things about yourself everyday and you constantly change. It will not always be rosy but just savor the happy times and work towards making the bad ones better. Trust me sulking is not going to help. Been there, done that.