God Created No Junks!

This is a guest post by my awesome brother. He is calm but so intelligent and funny.  I was thrilled when he agreed to write! He is Temitope Fatunsin. I hope you are inspired by his piece.


The hours had given birth to days,the days had caked into weeks,the weeks had transformed into a month.I felt so blue with loneliness and I pondered on the various people I had met through the years. Sometimes you can be surrounded by people and feel so alone. Diverse and interesting, I classified them into various fruits…


Some people are like the Coconut. They are hard to be understood but soft and sweet within. Patience will lead the way inside such individuals.

Some are like the Banana,they may be unpredictable but with time, you will find them easy to be associated with.Tolerance will win their hearts.

Some are like the Orange.  They can be sour and irritating at times but the juice of delight lies within them. Unfeigned love will draw them out.

Some could be likened to the Cucumber which though not attractive on the outside but inside you would find out they are full of inestimable values. Only persistence will make you see this.


Patience  and understanding is key to unlock the treasures embedded in every person you come across. Prov 16:22 ‘understanding is a wellspring of life unto him that hath it…’

God created no junks.

People are precious. Their diversity adds spice to life. People are in your life in this season for a reason. Try to seek the good in them. Everyone has at least one cell of uniqueness in them that they can share with the world. It’s what makes them special. Help them see it.

Beloved, endeavor to be patient and understand your spouse, children,  colleagues and others that have been placed in your life. Peace and unity cannot be kept by force but by understanding.


Remember that ‘a cheerful heart does good like a medicine’…selah

Eat healthy!!

Any other fruits you can liken people to? Lets hear it!


Some days, you have a feeling that something special is going to happen to you. Then you go about all day with that feeling of peace and you are expectant of that special thing. You know what? The day turns out to be a usual day but you were happy and fulfilled. Other days you wish you could stay in bed a little longer. Your morning is dull and then out of the blue, something happens.
Today was that type of day. I was getting ready for a 2 weeks Creative Writers meet in Melbourne, Australia. It’s a long trip but it’s so worth it. Writers from at least fifteen different countries would be there, and Australia feels like getting away from the rest of the world. So it’s cool. I’ve been on this trip a couple of times and I hoped to reconnect with a few friends. I was excited but the morning was damp and dull.

vuelves-nostalgia-a182637201I am a writer and that may sound lame but it’s what I do. Trust me, when I first started my career, my Mom would cringe every time she had to tell what her son did. Now, I guess they have gotten used to it. After writing for numerous papers and winning national awards and international recognition, I guess they are the picture of the typical proud African parent.
“Tope! I’m set.” I called to my younger brother.
“Alright, I’m in the kitchen.” He replied. I pulled my bag into the living room. My Dad was there working on his laptop.
“Mom, I’m leaving.”
My mom stepped out of the kitchen followed by my brother biting into an apple.
“Have a safe trip Timothy.” She said with a smile on her face. “Let us know when you arrive.”
“Be careful o.” My dad said. That’s how Nigerian fathers say ‘goodbye son, I’ll miss you.’
My trip was pleasantly long.
Remember what I said about having a dull day and out of the blue something happens? Ok.

Well, I arrived in Melbourne safely and picked up my bag. I shopped a little and grabbed a snack. I tried calling some of my friends to find out where they were. I would be staying at my teacher’s house. My grade (primary) 5 teacher is an Australian and he returned to Australia while I was in the University in Nigeria. I reconnected with her on social media and I stay with him and his wonderful family when I come for these conferences. 5460605766_b03b119b72_b

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” exclaimed a young lady who bumped into me as I was standing bent over my phone.
I look up to see who in the world this clumsy lady could be. “No problem Are you okay?” I ask politely.

And then I freeze. That out of the blue moment just struck like lightning. I look at the lady and my brain, high IQ and all, makes me recollect how familiar the face is. I am not good with faces but there are some that are just engraved into your memory.

A puzzled look crosses the lady’s face. “Timothy?”
“Yes! Wow!” She extends her hand and I shake it. My mind goes numb and I wonder what on earth is she doing here!

“It’s been such a long time. What are you doing here?” I ask.
She laughs. “I’ve been here for about four months. I’m an accountant.”
“That’s great. I’m here for a Writers conference. “ I replied
“Oh. Wow. Yeah. That’s nice. I’ve read some pieces on your blog.”
“Really? Thanks. Well, It’s so good to see you again. After 15 years.”
“I’m sure it’s a bit more.” She replied. “I’m sorry I almost knocked you over. I’m in a hurry. I need to meet one of our partners.”
“Ok. Fine. No problem. I’m still standing and I’m fine. Good to see you.” I said as I picked the handle of my bag. “Take care of yourself.”
She nodded and hurried off.

I took a deep breath. Dear God, that was not nice. I came here to concentrate on this conference. Now I have to deal with the reminder that my childhood friend is in the same city and I just saw the face that brings back so many memories!

To be continued…