Category Archives: Write Ups

It’s a New Year!!!

How excited are you about 2019? How ready are you to soar?

As you set out to have a grand year, my prayer to God for you is that you will never have a better yesterday. Rather, you will have the most ground breaking year ever this 2019.

I will love to say a big big thank you to all who belong to the Apoetsbrain family, the followers, the contributors, for sticking with us thus far.

2019 promises even greater, more creative, and more inspirational material than ever before. Are you ready?

This is our year of joy, favour, and greatness!

Happy New Year from Apoetsbrain!!

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Lyrics of the Month #1

In Over My Head (Crash Over Me) by Bethel Music ©


[Verse 1]
I have come to this place in my life
I’m full but I’ve not satisfied
This longing to have more of You
And I can feel it my heart is convinced
I’m thirsty my soul can’t be quenched.
You already know this but still
Come and do whatever You want to. Continue reading Lyrics of the Month #1

Silly Ant

“The one whose life is centered only around gathering riches and indulging all worldly pleasures is like an ant inside someone’s house who worked all through the day to gather sugar, and ant meat, and when evening came, the home owner swept everything off both ant and ant meat alike. A destruction with no discrimination.”

~ Thoughts by Apoetsbrain ©

Grand Hands

“There comes a time when you realize that your life is no longer in any man’s hands. Not in your parents, or your siblings, or friends, not in yours, but in the hand of God who does as He wills. And then you stop fighting and kicking against the pricks. To gain that smoother Iife of peace, in surrender. Then all you can say is:

“Not my will Lord, but yours be done.”

~Sandra C. Bamisile 😊

A Person of My People

Reflections from Summer 2018. A piece by Sandra C. Bamisile ©


Being Nigerian in Nigeria is something nearly profound. There is a comfort that creeps over my skin. It is almost suffocating how magnificent it feels to be your own person among your own people. It is almost bewildering how ecstatic I am to eat the food of my people by my people, with my people. Continue reading A Person of My People