Jennifer inspires

Written by Jennifer Azubuike Martha scanned the room again from her seating position on the ground, as if seeing it for the

Written by Jennifer Azubuike Kai slipped his backpack onto his arm and looked at his wife again. She was still in the

Written by Jennifer Azubuike Due to the sensitivity of this content, I would like to begin by sharing a personal testimony. Several

Written by Jennifer Azubuike Madma spun in circles while awaiting final instructions. The sight of farmers with their herd downhill enraged him.

Written by Jennifer Azubuike “I don’t know how to pull this off in two weeks,” I vented to Hazle, seated across from

Written by Jennifer Azubuike Esther’s eyebrows burrowed into a frown as she reread the passage. “Consider it pure joy, my brothers and

Written by Jennifer Azubuike Imagine you are a believer in God who always prays. They say prayer is a two-way street, but

Written by Jennifer Azubuike Many years ago, a funeral procession from the village of Nain was heading towards a cemetery outside the

Written by Jennifer Azubuike Half an hour before midnight on the night of her weekly prayer. Nozi was seated on her bedroom

Written by Jennifer Azubuike   At the close of work one day, I jumped into my car happy to head home. The