The day the devil forgot his armour he met a warrior, She was clothed in righteousness and cleansed by the blood of the lamb She bore the whole armour, helmet, sword, breastplate, belt, sandals The demon appeared on a train, eyes pierced and transfixed on her He tried to overthrow her stand He presented his cards ofContinue reading “Light…”

The drunk evangelist…

On the central line on the way home from Westfield shopping centre I encountered a man clutching a can of Stella Artois preaching about Jesus. It wasn’t how he had almost stumbled and lost his balance on the way to his seat which was next to mine (ironically I was praying he wouldn’t sit there). ItContinue reading “The drunk evangelist…”


Today marks 4 years after i graduated and a couple of months ago ‘Beneath the Canvas’ became 5….what is it about milestones that make us reflect on our successes, failures, good moments and bad? I will tell you one thing, life would be boring if we didn’t have them. This blog started out simply becauseContinue reading “Milestones…”

Without him i found Him….

A bit of a throwback thursday from an unpublished post written 4.5 years ago…read on.. It’s funny how you think that no one will ever understand what you have been through until one day a friend hears your story and says “heard it all before”. All this time you thought that your problem was unfix-able,Continue reading “Without him i found Him….”

Safety in the zone…..

We all have that place that we can all escape to. Where everything makes sense and you’re always right even when you know you’re wrong. A perfect home for a person who is contempt with what they have and would not change it. We house all our secrets, thoughts, personalities……The safe place that is calledContinue reading “Safety in the zone…..”

The littlest things…..

Let me just be real for a minute. Not everything is great but I am thankful for the short times I have to breathe. Being an assistant is never easy; you are just high demand all the time so blood pressure is just elevated a little bit. I still have days when I go homeContinue reading “The littlest things…..”

the story of love…..

the story of love begins with the Truth, all knowing and all powerful One who gives life to all, He gives and you get given a fullness that overtakes everything, all pain, all struggles and all hurt, the love you knew cannot compare to the uncompromising love, from dirt you may have been born littleContinue reading “the story of love…..”