They tell you it is lonely at the top. They say it with a sigh, a shrug, as if loneliness ...
Truth Without Makeup: If We Could No Longer Lie
I read somewhere a quote that says, “If all humans suddenly lost the ability to lie, wha...
The Nigerian town that never was
There are towns that bear scars of evil, and there are others that suffer for crimes they ...
When Failure Sounds Noble
In a rare moment of candour, the Registrar of Nigeria’s Joint Admissions and Matriculati...
The Language of the Face: A Portrait Speaks
Some images don’t just sit on your screen—they sit with you, like a conversation you d...
Catholic Mission in a Digital Culture
In an age of constant scrolling and flickering screens, one question quietly demands our a...
State of the Union
In a world where promises break like brittle glass and love is confused with fleeting feel...
Using Fibonacci sequence in choosing font size in your designs
Design isn’t just about colors and shapes. It’s about balance. It’s about orde...
The First Place Isn’t On Earth
The Lord loves a cheerful giver. The world loves a winner. From stages to screens, th...
Money and Mission:A Call to Discernment
He came quietly. No fanfare, no palace, no royal entourage. Christ entered the world in a ...
