Mother told me a story; dad was working while laying, I crawled quietly towards him and I wanted to explore my new set of teeth, so I bit him on the ear, and he screamed and beat me out of reflex. He immediately turned to carry me, and he patted me while crying in his arms. 😭
But the tears won't come. I feel attacked in my heart! God help me. My daddy was part of my life in a way that no one ever was. He was the only person I was ever so connected to. He gave me his life, cause he was present at every junction of mine.
It's already a month and a day since I lost my daddy. Words can't express how I feel. It's so weird and mysterious. I feel the pain so deep in my heart, but my calamity is that I'm unable to reach that pain and explore it. I force myself to cry, so that it can flush the pain away
God, Fellowship with brethren, children, me time, missions, travel, food outings, writing, being creative, sewing... minus the first two, in no particular order.
God can not be exhausted. Hence any time we gather before Him, there are untapped possibilities that are available for the take!
In and around Kaduna, Come!
#TheVoiceofGod#AMI
@SpiricocoNg God will help me...
Stop that nasty attitude of trying to get people's pity over your self acclaimed effort to overcome a weakness which you advertently indulge in.
No be me kill Jesus.
My brother it is you woooo
Your life is full of deep treasures all packed up in your experiences, which if shared in book, can extend your living even while you're gone from this world. #writeabook
How you expect others to treat you in any situation, and how you expect them to react to certain conditions, is in most cases reflective of your own tendencies in those situations and conditions.
#jerushazeechat
The sooner you realize that you're not entitled to life (as in existence) as a believer, the sooner you'd stop living below the standards of God in every wise.