I'm becoming me. I had lost myself for a while. But I'm becoming me again. I'm becoming a me that cares about me.
Because for a while I didn't. For a while I was stuck chasing the world's desires, and not God's. Chasing and listening to everyone/everything except ME. But me is back. The pure hearted child of God, that is ME, is back. My mind is clear, and I no longer walk by sight. I am so proud of Me.
So I will continue becoming Me no matter what. Even if that means being alone with God until the end of time. Because I promise to myself, I will never not be ME again.
Sleep well tonight knowing that God can multiply your two fish and five loaves, just like He did in the Gospel of Matthew 14:13–21. What looked small in the hands of a child became more than enough for thousands in the hands of Jesus. Nothing you place before God is ever too little for Him to use.
Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.
Psalms 42:11🙏🏿🥶
This verse is a powerful self-encouragement. When your soul feels low, when anxiety or sadness weighs you down, speak to yourself. Ask why you’re downcast, then deliberately shift your hope to God. Your feelings may be real, but they don’t have the final say. God is still your Savior. Choose to praise Him even in the middle of the storm. Hope in Him, not in how you feel, but in who He is.🙏🏿🥶
Joseph did not refuse Potiphar’s wife because he feared losing his position, reputation, or comfort.
He said:
“How then can I do this great wickedness, and sin against God?” — Genesis 39:9
The true reason to overcome sin is not the fear of people, exposure, or consequences.
It is the fear of God.
Many people avoid sin only because someone might find out.
But real transformation happens when your heart desires to honor God even in secret places.
Integrity is who you are when nobody is watching.
A believer must reach a place where they say:
“I cannot do this against my God.”
When your love for God becomes greater than your desire for sin, obedience becomes a lifestyle.
@anishmoonka What if you rotate the sponges by drying them in the sun, and leaving each sponge inactive for several months? That would probably kill all of the bacteria.
But yes, brushes are definitely the best. The circular sponge from IKEA with the dish soap pump reservoir is my fave.
She must be careful. Narcissists don’t take to public humiliation by someone they deem beneath them kindly. This is great, but whether they reconcile or not, she must know that he and Macele are plotting their revenge. The best thing for her to do for herself after this is to establish permanent distance. He WILL harm her further.
we need more holy spirit filled psychologists and sociologists. people who don’t just study behavior and systems, but also understand the role of the spirit in shaping people’s lives.
@Nonny_Mpata Chances are Musa never said to Mbali that he called Mayeni to come to Mzumbe but made it seem like Mayeniis back and wants him to go to her so she can look after him.
So Mbali thought she was coming back and making demands when it suits her.
Musa is the broken telephone
Jah but everything that Macele revealed can never be forgiven. True or not. It was not for her to speak on. I'm still struggling to understand what she was trying to prove. #UthandoNesthembu
A lot of noise and misdirected anger.Basically wanted to assassinate MaK's character,with zero backing from indoda that she based her entire retreat defending and not seeing he's the enemy https://t.co/l2Ms7cerH1 was her scene to show us exactly how daft she is.
I laugh at snake coz she literally said "bengaysukeli imamba emgodini" and today "ngifutheke njenge xoxo". All she does is compare herself to animals,pho uzokwenzan? Nothing.Such a loser and coward ekhipha files zabantu behind their backs.
@zeek50101 Sad part is we might know ka next season cos now she has to watch the show 1st..a coward snake should have addressed this on retreat so that she answers right in her eyes
DARK OCEAN MYSTERIES ‼️
beneath the waves, the ocean isn’t just water. it’s a black, living void older than the sun, a realm that doesn’t obey our laws of physics, biology or sanity...
sunlight dies within the first hundred feet; beyond that, the darkness thickens into a pressure so absolute it could crush steel and mind alike... in the deepest trenches, sound slows to a crawl and light ceases entirely. there, some say, colossal forms drift in the dark, so vast that maps cannot chart them, so alien that if they looked at us, our brains could not survive the encounter.
somewhere in the hadal abyss, researchers have recorded things that pulse with unnatural rhythm, structures that shift as if aware and whispers of movement far too large to be any whale or fish.
entire ecosystems exist in that crushing black and some theorists fear they may not be merely organisms, they could be remnants of life that existed before humanity, beings whose consciousness stretches across the void like a slow, patient tide.
the ocean’s surface is a lie.
waves and foam are the curtain we cling to, hiding the infinite, watching depths beneath and in those depths, time may not flow as we know it. creatures or something like creatures move with patience older than empires and their motives are beyond comprehension.
when you stare at the sea, it stares back but not like a mind you can reason with... it stares like an abyss that remembers everything, waits and hungers.
look away, if you dare but know this:
some part of the ocean always remembers you and what lurks in the deepest dark is patient, eternal and utterly indifferent to the fragile world above.