By Blessing Offiong. Listen up! You are not missing out on anything. You just returned from work. Your bones ache and everything screams REST.  As if controlled by a force, your right arm snake out to touch the silver screen beside your pillow.  Bling! A notification. It's Sandy again. The hot, business minded chick you feel a combo of envy and admiration for. She just nailed a 30 million dollar deal, and she's only 22. Your disloyal mind turns back to the meagre salary you are scrapping for.  Slowly, resentment builds. As envy grows, you become dissatisfied with your lot. Beware!! FOMO is speaking. ................................................................. FOMO is a social phenomenon that has exploded overtime.  Once or twice, the excruciating desire for more creeps up on you. This is understandable, because God created you to desire growth and multiply. But where did FOMO come from?  FOMO stems from feelings of unhappiness and discontent.  Unfortu...

Listen to 'To You' by Maverick City . She had held her palms in fists for a long time, afraid to let go of whatever had entered in.  Sharp edges of broken pieces had injured their previous openness. For her, trust was no more in the dictionary, not to talk of her diary. She stopped relating with such words. Not her. Never would she trust anymore. A little down the lane, her fists couldn't receive. Nothing would come out. Nothing would go in. She was helpless and shut-in.  Just like everyone else who would find themselves here, she met Him.  He was bloody and beautiful.  "Welcome to the way of the cross. I came here before you so you wouldn't bare these pains again. Come near", He said. Like a damsel under an influence, her senses opened. Her heart broke. Her tears rushed. Yet, her fists tightened. His eyes, those beautiful but pain-filled eyes, they stared at her with full accurate compassion. They burned with passion for her return to HIM. HE had suffered for...