There’s this wind of sleep that sweeps across my face at around 10-15 mins into the message every Sundays. I often can’t help it. It’s always a battle. Can I have a witness?
So I always arm myself with several weapons of warfare like sweet, chewing gum, Tom Tom, chin chin, groundnut, kuli kuli, ipakere, ẹja díndín(fried fish) etc…
Ṣó lóhùn stupid ni
For I am not ignorant of the devices of the devil.
How was service today jàre?