Good ladies still exist. The type that has one friend. The type that prefers home than noisy bars. They read books. They dont compete for attention. They're comfortable in their solitude. They're decent and confident. They're not loud... not wannabes and wear no labels.
May God frustrate every invisible force feeding on your progress. May every cycle of almost making it finally break. Even your ancestors will know something changed. Victory belongs to the Lord. AMEN.
God, if money ever makes me speak through my nose, take it. I want to greet everyone by name, not by status. And don’t let success give me selective amnesia. I still want to remember the taste of posho without sauce.
REMINDER:
95% of people associating with you, are doing so because of your current position. When you go, your phone won't ring again except debtors. Tables turn. You’re only keeping that position for someone else. Don't use it to intentionally cause pain to others.
On Easter Sunday,
May your health be restored. May your family be covered. May the thing you've been crying about in private become the testimony you share in public.
May God not just restore what you lost… may He restore what you never had but always needed. Restoration is bigger than repair. He doesn't just fix what broke. He builds what was never built.
Happy Easter to you all.
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According to the mother: This happened today at around 4:00am. My son woke up saying his chest was hurting and that he needed to see a doctor. Normally I try to avoid rushing to the hospital because I know how he can be, but this time I decided to take him anyway.
On the way there he actually fell asleep, and for a moment I even thought of turning back. But something told me to keep going, so I drove straight to casualty at Groote Schuur Hospital.
Nothing could have prepared me for what I was about to witness in the next two hours.
About two hours later, a woman came rushing into casualty screaming in a way that cuts straight through your heart. She was carrying her little daughter, who looked about 7 or 8 years old. The pain in that mother’s cry was something I will never forget.
Doctors rushed to help, and after a few minutes they came back and told the mother that her daughter was gone.
The mother let out the most heartbreaking scream. Everyone in that casualty fell silent.
But then something incredible happened.
Instead of collapsing, the mother suddenly started praying loudly.
“Lord remember me! Lord remember me! It’s me your servant. I have served you faithfully. You are not a man that you should lie!”
At that moment I found myself sitting there crying, and I didn’t even realise when I started praying with her. She began praying in tongues, and I joined in.
About an hour and a half later, the doctors came back again. The mother saw them and immediately asked, “Is she alive?”
And the doctor said something I will never forget:
“Yes… we’re preparing a bed for her in ICU.”
The entire room froze.
The mother screamed again, but this time it was different. She started thanking God, shouting “Jesus, you are faithful!”
What amazed me even more is that she didn’t run to go see her daughter immediately. She stayed there for another hour, still praying and thanking God.
All I can say is this: I recommend Jesus. I truly do.
Because today, with my own eyes, I witnessed something that felt like a miracle — the power of prayer.
There’s probably only a 1% chance that woman will ever read this, but if she does, I want her to know that she changed my life today.
I will never forget this day.
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Guys, don't be casual with God. Stop praying while laying on your bed. If it's coffee, you sit. If it's prayers, you kneel. Posture is part of prayer. You kneel when proposing to a woman... but you lie on your back when speaking to God. Think about that quietly.
Truth: the same uncle who laughed at your “small job” will call you “our son” when the car changes. God doesn’t argue. He upgrades. Quietly. Then suddenly.
I thrive best when the tide is against me. I choose things that shake me. When things get smooth, i get suspicious. My growth usually arrives carrying problems. It's the road i will always choose... the bumpy one.
Let me share the biggest lesson of the decades I've so far lived...
When something drastic happens to you, don't rule out anyone especially those you consider "trusted"... mother, father, sister, brother, best man, pastor, wife... Guys we're dealing with spirits that smile and hug us.
Do not attempt casual conversation with me if you owe me an apology. We can’t joke before you acknowledge the wound. Ugandans love shortcuts to peace. But real peace comes after accountability, not vibes. Why do we romanticize avoidance in friendships?