Life With Dolapo

  Click to listen  God of Creation ❤️ In the beginning God made man in His image Not in the fashion of a physical similitude Rather in the very likeness of His authority- His authority over the known and unknown universe   And Man by design became His ambassadors by appointment To the earth, on the earth. Their function to Represent and protect the interest of their Maker.   His interest, He made known Even before the first man was made. As He commanded light To shine out of darkness. The light, the knowledge of Christ, To shine in our hearts  And to prosper to the very ends of the earth. This was and still remains His interest,  His will.    Here’s the conclusion to this beginning,  God made all creation  And all creation was made  To bask and dwell  In the knowledge of their Maker And to make Him known. Ifedolapo 

Click to listen   You Know my Name ❤️ The greatest revelation of my life has been purpose.   Purpose showed me there’s a Creator God Who created ALL things Bright and beautiful All creatures great and small And that includes you and I.   This sovereign God did so according to His plan His intention, His PURPOSE. And as one of His creation, As the created, The very essence of my life is hinged on the discovery Of His PURPOSE, not mine, His PLANS, not mine For the life He has given me.    So living purposefully would mean  Discovering it and Patterning my life to it Just like water fits into a container.   This is yet the greatest revelation of my life.   Ifedolapo

  You're light  You're bright  A constellation of the brightest stars  can never match up to the brilliance that is you  You're the evidence of great things on earth  A beautiful flower always in bloom Planted and always watered by the rivers of water  Your kind is rare  Yet a vital necessity  For a vibrant and beautiful world.  It’s a privilege to know you and call you ours  Look at you at the height of your 10yr old self’s dream  Let this be a testament to the fact that your dreams are always within reach May you rise to the skies  Soar through the galaxies  And May they come to know your name May good fortune be with you forever,  May you get that which is your desire,  May you never see the ground,  And only reach higher and higher Ifedolapo 

  Click to listen  Till that Day ❤️ At the end of Dollz rendition, Fade had tears in her eyes, her vision blurred by the emotional impact of the performance.  The story had touched her deeply, evoking a surge of feelings she couldn’t quite contain.  Unbeknownst to her, Leye had been watching her intently throughout Dollz’s act, his gaze fixated on her face, noting every flicker of emotion.  As soon as he saw her recover from the wave of emotion stirred by Dollz’s storytelling—her shoulders relaxing, her breathing steady—he quickly shifted his gaze away, pretending to look elsewhere, averting suspicion and avoiding being caught staring.  Mayowa had the stage once more. He praised the performance and used it as a teaching curve for creative writing and it’s delivery and after a bit of small talk here and there,  the small group session came to an end, promising another session tomorrow.  But for now , the prospect of lunch was an exciting one! Packi...

I’ve been striving to make a comeback with my writing, but lately, it feels like I’ve lost my touch .  My words no longer sing the way they used to. The thrill of creation has faded, and the satisfaction I once found in finishing a piece seems to have slipped away.  Draft after draft, everything feels insufficient—not enough, not right. Perhaps I haven't yet discovered the story my heart truly wants to tell, or maybe I lack the courage to share it, knowing that writing exposes vulnerability—or the ability to craft lies that feel as real as the truth. Still, I refuse to give up; I'll keep writing, keep searching for that spark and the song my heart sings. P.S: Fade and Lele lovers, part 5 might be coming to you sooner than you think! Ifedolapo ❤️

  After spending all day in the room, it was the perfect time for an evening stroll.  Ibie could imagine the crisp waft of the evening air on her face and the energy in form of warmth that will fill her body from taking a brisk walk .  She wasn’t in the mood for conversation so she picked her AirPods put on her black track wear and her stripy pink and yellow running shoes for a splash of color against the sunset.  As she started her walk, she searched for what to listen to on her Spotify. A prompt from the app popped up to her screen “Join a jam”. Normally she would ignore, but today she was curious -she clicked  This was what was playing.  Is this Love? Someone was playing one of her faves!    Very nice. She scanned the environment to check who could sharing the jam as the name of the owner of the jam gave no clues.  Then she caught glimpse of someone underneath the shade away from the path she marked for her walk. It was him.  Yeah, hi...