Toronto, Canada: It was a beautiful Sunday morning. I had headed to the beautiful and warm Nigerian church I was attending at the time to sing, dance and listen to the word of God. Overall, I was looking forward to fellowshipping with others.
As I stepped out of my car heading to the church entrance, a well-dressed woman approached me.
“Good morning, sir”. She said, with a beautiful smile.
“Good morning my sister”. I responded and was about to take the next steps towards the church entrance.