ON LIFE AND A PAINTING!!!!!

Hey guys,

Happy beautiful Sunday.


I'm super glad I got the opportunity to put up this post cause in all honesty, I thought I had lost this space when I realised I needed to renew my domain name (which has now expired), and I had lost my registration details. Thank God for web gurus. I wouldn't have been here if not for their help. I'm presently working on renewing it and I hope I can get back on my website before the end of the month. Anyways, how was your weekend? I hope you had a blessed Sunday too.

So I bumped into one of my primary school teachers last week Sunday at church, and she paid me a compliment regarding my make up, then further made a comment about my outfit. She said to me "hmm Soph! Soph!, you haven't changed, your still colourful as ever.

It reminded me of the days when I used to love drawing and colouring. It was so serious that, not only did I love drawing and colouring on books, tables and chairs, I also loved drawing and colouring on my skin. One would wonder why I don't have a tattoo by now..lol. 

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Anyways, one of those days when we had a test, we were all asked to come up with something really nice and the best works would be placed up on the school board for teachers and parents to see. (Nigerian pupils can relate). Trust me with the crayons and colour pencils plus my competitive self then. I figured everyone was trying to paint a flower pot so my aim was to paint the best pot and even throw in some pretty looking flowers, making sure that what ever I came up with, made a whole lot sense.

Being that parents and teachers were going to see it, I wanted it to be perfect. However, I mistakenly sighted makinde's work and saw that all he had done was cause a huge riot between all the colours on his cardboard. I was sad for him. It was as tho, he just wanted to make a mess of his sheet. But after all was done, 3 works were selected as the best and makinde's was one.

Each of them held their works up before the class, and when asked to explain them, they all had something to say. Makinde's explanation was differnt and one that came with a major life lesson. :- I thought of how I wanted my life to be and I put it on my cardboard sheet. Huh!!! What does that even mean? My 7 year old self would have giggled. But thinking about it after many years, it so made a lot of sense.

Each one of us is given a blank canvass when we are born. But not everyone knows what to paint or wants to paint their own canvass. Everyone wants a life that's trending like every other person's, waiting for others to splash them with their color, forgetting that we all have pretty vibrant colours ourselves. Some of us use other people's canvases as our platform and even go as far as competing with them rather than come up with our own masterpiece.

Never forget that the greatest artists are those who always follow their hearts and create a colourful masterpiece:-Something different and unique, to be remembered and treasured through out the journey of life.

People will never remember that you drew outside the lines or you painted your horse black instead of brown. They will only remember the complete picture and only you can stain your canvass with the colours you choose.

Be vivid in your life.