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Tag: Intentional living

WHO AM I?

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Yippie! Yippie!! I'm here again. Told you no more long breaks. So today, our discourse is on the question WHO AM I? Now, this is not a review of Hillsong's rendition. Let's say this is my medium of welcoming you to AprilšŸ˜† Growing up, I heard a lot of awful words around. Everywhere you turn, someone has a terrible name to call another. Mothers do not spare their children nor their spouses, fathers do not spare their family as well, friends have turned it to the norms, and neighbors do not even care. They will say whatever they want to...

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PRESERVED FOR MOREā€¦..

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Thank you Lord for giving me Jesus Christ. Thank you Lord for preserving all of me. It's a brand new slate and the lyrics above kept ringing In my heart all through the crossover service. I do not even know the song per se. Just that the first line kept reoccurring and verses popped up in me. No one ever invested with the hope of recording losses. It's not done anywhere. This year, the Lord is making you aware that you are being preserved for more. You are not just here to shout Happy New year and eat spicy Jollof....

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CONFESSIONS

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One disservice you can do for yourself is to neglect what you say to yourself. If you feel there's no need for you to make confessions for your life then you need a major mind shift. For years on end, I neglected the mirror. I just didn't feel comfortable looking at me. I mean it was so so weird. Like just abnormal for me to view me. It went on and on and then a season came. I became so interested in me and was wowed by what I found out. I fell in love with me. I became so...

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IS THERE REALLY A WAY AROUND GRIEF?

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This has been the question in the heart of many. Is there really a way around grief? Can grief even be dealt with? How do I get this cloak of grief over and done with? The list is endless. It keeps growing as disaster increases. Life wouldn't wait for you. Growing up, 23rd December has always been such a weighty day for me. I get touchy at every opportunity and can't wait for the whole festive season to be over. At least, I'll have my life back. My busy life, that made no room for intrusion. I couldn't have been...

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