Bread. As in sustenance. Like strength and energy to keep on. Yah. I want it, please.
Give me this day my daily bread, I asked.
Package is on the way. Please, wait.
What are you waiting for? What does your heart feel like right now?
reboot statement
what's that???
How much more?
More than enough
God. Shouts.
Have you ever heard the voice of God? I remember the first time I asked God for direction. I had heard that He always responded – something about a still small voice or a stirring in your spirit. I was sceptical. I needed direction, urgently, and the last thing I wanted was to have my…
New Year?
The fact that I am typing these words means I didn’t get what I asked for. Unfortunately. Or fortunately…
I can’t do this
I can't do this That's the last thing I tell myself. It is the point where I've practically given up, and there's no point in trying again. I look at my situation and I just can't find the strength to go on. I can't do this Those are the last words that escape my lips…
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Never say Never. Like... for real.
Nyameba 