Ebube's World

What do you see,  When you look at me?   A strong, independent woman,   Or   A weak, kindhearted woman?   I'm but a little girl,   Scared of the vast world I’m in,   Afraid I could be stepped on at any time.   So, I went behind the veil   And created a great mask—   A beautiful facade.   So when the world looks,   They see her.   She smiles and laughs, even when angry.   Her humor, but a dry myth.   She glares at the world,   And they can't ask her to shut it,   Because if she shuts,   The world experiences an eclipse.   What if you don’t meet the facade?   What if she doesn't teach you to create one?   What if she makes you one?   Would she be the monster, or the mother?   The world you will meet   Isn't ruled by angels.   I've been in it, and I...

Does she excite you—   So much that you lose your cool? Beware, she may be the one. With eyes that burn like flames,   That seem to call you in,   Like silent storms pulling you close,   With whispered promises within. As though planning to trap you,   Dark pools hiding danger’s gleam.   If you blink, you're gone;   If you don't—still trapped within the dream. With a voice alluring, enchanting, captivating,   Her smile makes even the strongest knees bend.   Innocent, gentle, yet confident—   She knows you can’t ignore. She stares right into your eyes and smiles;   Even if you escape her eyes, not the smile.   And if you escape both, then comes the voice—   A voice that hides blades beneath its charm.   It sounds like the voice of angels,   But demons lurk beneath. With confidence, she walks toward you.   Each step, a promise of e...

IB Quake said,   “ This is a testament that God is good .” When the waves rage harder,   He speaks: “Peace, be still.” MOBA is a story —   A story of God coming through   Even when all hope seems lost.   Of trying everything in your strength,   And just when you're at the edge, wondering, “What else can I do?” He shows up. It’s the story of knocking on countless doors,   Hearing nothing,   Then sinking to your knees, head bowed:   “God, I’m tired.” And He answers:   “How are you, child?” Then the door opens—   A long-awaited answer to prayer. A story of His never-ending love,   His endless favour,   His goodness,   His mercy—   A testament to His covenant-keeping nature. Truly, this is proof:   He is always doing good.   MOBA is a story. © Ebube

 Faith Over Fear (2 Timothy 1:7) Before I rise from my bed, She’s standing right beside me. I open my eyes to her stare— She’s Fear. I jolt quickly. She smiles. “What will happen today? What if it doesn’t go as planned? What will you do?”  She asks them all at once. “I don’t know,” I reply weakly. She smiles brightly. “Why trouble Her?” Faith says. She hasn’t even said "good morning" to her Maker. Faith taps Fear. “I’ll take over from here,” Faith tells Fear, Then sits beside me. “Why not say ‘hi’ to the Master And tell Him the report you received from Fear, Seeing you have no answer of your own? For He said, "Worry not about anything, because He cares for you." He’ll take care of it. Let’s go about your day. I’m with you.” — Faith Over Fear ©EBUBE

 I sat to see a movie with Him— a very long movie. “Let's move to the interesting part,” I said. No comment, but it was fast-forwarded. “What happened here?” I asked. “It was explained in a previous scene,” He told me. And we went back and saw: through quiet days, long silences, ordinary mornings with no music. Back to the scenes I called boring— the waiting, the learning, the becoming. And I understood— the sweet scenes don’t stand alone. They are built on hours no one claps for. Most times you want the miracle but skip the process. Yet the parts you rush through are the very ones teaching you how to stand when the spotlight comes. Every scene matters, and the movie only makes sense when you watch it all the way through. ©Ebube