Author: Deep Thoughts

© Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by The LIVING WORD Kunle had become the talk of the town; an award-winning tech innovator, featured on major platforms. Suddenly, everyone wanted to be his “friend.” But deep inside, he often wondered, “If I lost this genius spark tomorrow, would these people still stick around?” Same with Lara, the…

©Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by THE LIVING WORD Abigail was born in a family where women never moved past the village. Her mother died in childbirth, her aunt had six children by four men, and her elder sister’s dreams ended at the village tailoring shop. Abigail knew something wasn’t right. She loved to learn, and…

© Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by The LIVING WORD “I can’t even remember the last time I genuinely laughed,” Kelechi said as she folded a pile of clothes beside her. “It’s been survival, not living.” Deji, sitting across from her, gave a small nod. “Me too. Sometimes I wonder if life was meant to be…

©Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by the LIVING WORD A young woman, Tola, sits across a glowing panel of heavenly hosts. A scroll lies open before her, shimmering with divine light. The Lead Host begins: LEAD HOST: Tola, are you ready to walk in the fullness of your calling; destiny, influence, fruitfulness, honor, and impact? TOLA: Yes, Sir. With…

© Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by The LIVING WORD We often struggle to accept the parts of us we consider “flaws,” don’t we? The areas where we feel inadequate or incomplete. I remember when Sarah confided in me about a feeling that had been haunting her for years. “I’m not good enough,” she said with…

©Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by The LIVING WORD “Shalewa, this isn’t just about comfort… it’s about eternity,” I said, gripping her hand. She laughed, half-heartedly. “Ireti, you don’t understand. Do you know how long it took me to get here? A luxury apartment in Lekki, international trips, contracts on speed dial… You want me to…

©Opeyemi Akintunde As Inspired by THE LIVING WORD “Sapa no be anybody mate, but I dey chop steady, thank you, Jesus.” Funny how this has become a chant of gratitude in our day. But beneath the laugh is a truth: many around you are struggling in silence. That neighbor who always wears the same faded…