F for Father

Whoop! Whoop!

It’s that time of the year again, where men are celebrated for their great acts of fatherhood, where some women feel slighted and wish themselves a Happy Fathers’ Day too or like one of  ‘awa’ celebrities did recently, dress up like the father gan. 

It’s that time of the year where I remember that there are children that haven’t grown up with fathers, dead or just missing-in-action. Hmmm, true..missing in the action of watching your children grow.

So, this year is still that year and it’s still that time of the year.

This year, celebrate that father that you have, your super dad who gives his all to make sure that you have. 

Forgive that father you don’t have or wasn’t there. Believe me , if he knew better or could control it, he wouldn’t have left. So it’s ignorance on his part for not recognizing the treasure he had for a child.

Celebrate the father you’ll be, because you know that you’ll do better.

Pray for the father your children will have. He’ll be aligned with God’s will for your family and he’ll be a real head of the family.

Like literally, pray for your man( that you’ll have), the man you want to become  .

Open your mouth and say something you want to see.

When I think of the responsibilities that the man has to carry on his shoulders, it gives me one more reason to be happy and comfortable in my womanhood. 


And it’s a Happy Fathers’ Day from me to you or your father!

P.S : Shoutout to the women doing both jobs!!!!! Y’all are strong women! And to the men doing both jobs too. 

Reespect, respect, Maximum respect!!
I know it’s been a while I updated. I still love you too. ❤

1st Quarter

It has been a ride… 

Welcome to the 2nd quarter. 

Here are things I’ve picked up so far…

1. Falling in love with the ‘wrong’ person hurts. Learnt I could be really jealousy and bitter against another person. Learnt to identify the emotion I’m going through at the moment and try to deal with it appropriately(emotional intelligence) … I learnt that hurt hurts. I’m learning to ‘unlike’ again. 

And I’m learning to forgive… 

The only one who can satisfy the heart truly is the One who made it
2. God is forever with me. I might not ‘feel’ it but I’m thankful we don’t walk by our feelings if not it’s straight to the Lagoon. 

My Christian journey is that of faith. This life that I live now, I live by faith through Christ that loves me and gave Himself for me. 
3. It isn’t my works. I’ve been saved already. I should stop unconsciously relying on my works thinking that’s what saved me. 
4. I should rejoice more in the finished works of Christ. 
5. I learnt to give more. To stop holding on to material things. Learning to start doing things out of love. Freely have I received, freely I should give… 
6. I’m learning to be happy being a woman. An unashamed one, one proud of who she is knowing she’s the apple of His eyes. 
7. Resting in my Father’s love. It’s overwhelming and I think atimes(most times), who am I that you are this mindful even to the minute detail. 
I can’t wait for the plans Daddy has for me for this next season. Hopefully, I’ll post more often. ✌✌✌

Meaty, Beefy, Snakey

Hey People!

*dusts cobwebs* how are y’all doing? It’s been a while….a long while.

I’ve missed this space. Things are happening in this baby girl’s life though.


I was listening to my roommates talk about the different meats they’ve eaten. Here are some of the different ‘eran’ stories I could garner from the conversation.

Snail Meat: It has prestige. Given to important people at parties. After washing it, it is fried, divided into two and then the ‘ata’(pepper) is put in the middle. It is crispy and at the same time soft. It has its own unique taste. Peppered  snails is bae.


Snake meat : Roasted snake meat at Ado-Ekiti. It’s divided into head, middle and tail and sold that way. It tastes almost like fish. The inside is white. The skin is tough, maybe because it was roasted.


Goat meat aka Ogunfe : The male goat is always very tender. The smell. Ohmigosh. Boil it well and just fisi nu omi obe( add it to stew) to eat with amala. (Hot-hot). And then there’s always the peppered goat-meat (asun) which tastes equally very tantalizing.


Rabbit: This tastes very much like Chicken. I can remember a time I bought food from one of the fast-food restaurants and my grandma tasted the ‘chicken’ and immediately confirmed it to be rabbit.

Then there’s the usual cow meat, assorted, offals, and the ones whose names I know not.

Which other meat have you eaten? Share your ‘eran’ story in the comment section

**Eran – meat

Amala – yam/plantain flour meal

All images from Google.

P.S : I want to go the beach. and eat pizza.

P.S Hopefully by the end of this month, I’ll put up a post on things I’ve learnt in the first quarter of the year.. *fingers crossed*

Random : I smell Indomie Chicken Peppersoup as I edit this. It’s 2:36am.

Happy Birthday 👸

​Happy Birthday to me! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🙌🙌🙌

So I’m a year older today, +1, more years added! 

It’s my birthday! 

For years, I’ve dreaded my birthday. You know, Christmas, New Year and then Boom! It’s Sarah’s birthday. 

Everyone is still trying to settle in from the spendings over the holiday and get accustomed to the new year and its demands. 

Mehn, have I had some really weird birthdays!. We thank the Lord for His faithfulness! 

Well, well, well, this year seemed absolutely different right from the very beginning. 

Started off with #21Verses which made me think on the years gone by (I feel old already). 

So, I’ll put up my gift list /wants list /some needs in there too list /I can make a list cuz it’s my birthday list

1. A Braid wig. I’m tired of sitting down to make hair. 

2. Black and/or nude sandals heels. 

3. Love. I have Love. More love I mean… Sarah, you know you have more love. Hi, please skip this number. 

3. 5.0 GPA 

4. An already done project… It’s tiring and fun researching. 

5. Unlimited Internet 

6. Food. Good food. Snack food. Chewy food. Fun food. Fine food. Food. 

7. Constant light in my hostel. More like a revamp + new personality for my hostel. Live up to your name – Honours Hall. 

8. A new wardrobe. Iznor too much to ask. 

9. My Almighty Formula Hoodie.  I know you’re reading this. 

10. And best of all, more knowledge of the Father. 
Cheers to 21 years of being awezome! 🍷🍷

Cheers to the years ahead! 🍷🍷🍷

Cheers to awezome friends, T & C 😘😘😘


#Transformation Thursday


#LongPostAlert or not so long…


We are still in January so it’s not late to still say it. So once again, Happy New Year! Hope the year is going fine.

Instead of a Throwback Thursday today, welcome to a Transformation Thursday. I’ll be featuring someone very close to my heart, an extremely good and close friend with a wonderful heart. The words in italics are mine. Meet Taiwo O. Enjoy her story in her own words.

My Makeover related Testimony

“I had an encounter with God (which started in makeover 2014)*that’s around the same time we met too* and got born again about 30 months ago. When I made the decision, I totally forgot about my folks who are kinda devout Muslims. I told them about my new lifestyle (Christianity)… My mum said it was impossible to practice such while I’m at home. My dad on the other hand threatened to disown me and he gave me 3 months to think about the whole thing as he believed I was still in the confusion stage and could still change my mind.

Through these months, I only went to church while school was in session. During the holidays, I went nowhere.

I finished from school last year October and then I began to ask God if that was going to be the end of my church going/gathering with the brethren, because it definitely couldn’t be the end of my Christian life.

I trusted that God who called me out of darkness and started a good work in me was faithful! I prayed that God would turn the heart of my father to please me.

First Sunday in November, I summoned the courage to ask my dad if I could go to church, he shunned me and literally sent me away.

The next Sunday, I went to ask again and he said “ok bye bye” (I didn’t even think it was going to be that easy).

He allowed me go to church subsequent Sundays. This Sunday, he said we needed to discuss this church going thingy… scared as I was, I met him yesterday, he asked a few questions and in the end he gave me his blessings… He said “whatever religion you’ve chosen… God guide you, bless you and strengthen you!” *Halleluyah!*

The same person who threatened to disown me a few months ago.

This can only be God!

He is indeed a good God!


P.S: I trust God for the salvation of my folks… My mum and dad who pray five times daily also read the bible EVERY morning!

Yesterday, my dad even said “if you invite me to your church I’ll come but that doesn’t stop me from being a Muslim”

I smell salvation.

– Taiwo O. ”

I smell it too, my darling. Having a relationship with Jesus Christ is just the bestest! Think about it if you are not already in one. #JesusTransforms

Bestest Decision
Taiwo and I at Makeover 2015 and 2016

This is just awesome! God, who started this good work, is surely able to bring it to completion.

On my Instagram page (_misssara_), I started this series #21Verses, sharing verses over the past years that have helped me and kept me strong. *thinking* I’m meant to do like #365Verses or something. Lol. #11daystogo.


West African Faith Believers Convention (#WAFBEC) is coming up from Jan27th to Feb 4th. Hosted by Pastor ‘Poju Oyemade. Venue is The Covenant Place, Covenant Christian Centre, Iganmu.

Heather Lindsey is coming to Nigeria! Guiding Light Assembly, Parkview Ikoyi. Feb 4th and 5th.

My final year project is going fine, Thank God. My supervisor is one of the bestest in town. #NotLucky #Favoured.

I’ve used a lot of hashtags in one post. Or it seems like it. Thank you for reading to the end. * Big grin *

Few Hours to go

2016 is almost over and it’s been one wonderful year. Thankful for growth and all the beautiful things. Thankful for the ugly and the good too! 

I saw this post and it reflects (no pun intended) my thoughts succinctly. 

Please read and enjoy! 

Reflections. – http://wp.me/p68RAC-1G

Have a good year! 

It’s not about you! 

​Yup! Your existence is not just about you. If you refuse to work on yourself and strive to be a better person, you put a whole lot of others at a disadvantage. 

When you continue to hold on to that past hurt, you refuse to be of help others. 

Yes,it happened years ago, it happened last week, over the weekend, whenever. Stop holding on to the hurt. 

You don’t have a right to tell me that!you don’t know what I passed through! 

Yes, I truly don’t have the right to tell you that I know how you feel or know what you’ve passed through. I’ve had my own fair share of hurt too,but I can encourage you that you can rise above the hurt. 
Let us give thanks to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the merciful Father, the God from whom all help comes! He helps us in all our troubles, so that we are able to help others who have all kinds of troubles, using the same help that we ourselves have received from God.

2 Co 1:3‭-‬4 GNT

See! There’s a God from who all help comes from. And He’s there to help you so that we are able to help others who have all kinds of trouble. And we can only effectively and efficiently help others because we have received such help from God. 
Still feeling hurt? Go to the God from who all help comes from,that you may get comfort and ‘closure’. 
Have your emotions in control and sorted out so you’ll be able to fully maximize those potentials inside of you. 
Remember, you are extremely special! 

This is one Christmas season where it doesn’t feel Christmassy doesn’t mean the Reason for the Season changes.. – Jesus. 

Merry Christmas 😘😘😘