Lessons I'm learning on the course of "hearing and obeying". For such a time as this.
Local Vocal: History by Mia Kami
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I want to put this on here so that I remember. Powerful use and choice of lingual in a song suiting for our people/ nation! (and by a twenty one year old!) Coolest.
I've been spending the nights with Nau (my grandmother). Its been comforting and kind of God. She's partially deaf so communicating has been different that we have to be loud enough for her to hear us. So sometimes she cant hear us being around and she gets a shock when she sees us suddenly like we've been there with her for a while. One "Sa!" usually comes flying at us quickly followed with laughter and then all is well in the land! It got me thinking of how important the sense of hearing is that it affects where we look or how we press on to the next thing. Nau doesn't look our direction when she's busy because she cant hear us being there with her and its enlightened me with some truths: 📌Sometimes we're not looking because we're not listening. 📌Sometimes we dont have direction because we're not listening. 📌Sometimes we get a shock when our paths take a sudden turn because we're not listening. 🥺 I've had to learn some of ...
Hi there. Less than 5 days away till 2025 and I want to share my reflections. These were questions prompted for Salt Team and thought it be great to share here. 🌼 What's your biggest reflection from 2024? Going through heartbreak this year, I discovered a new strength I didn't think I had. 10 years ago me would wish I never go through something like this because I didnt think I'd survive it ... i guess because of all the shame and embarrassment attached to it. But here I am. Surviving. A whole miracle! It really made me think, man, I can survive/ do anything! 🌼 What am I taking with me in to 2025? Strength in solitude. 🙏🏽 I really NEEDED to pull back from everything I was used to in terms of comfortable community and just sit in my discomfort and hear from God. Like an El-Bethel moment I set up camp at home in a room like I was in lock down just so I can receive what I was meant to receive from God coming out of that heartbreak. That looked ...
For some reason, I thought I needed to be out of the woods of this process to be able to tell the story. At least a proper one where my emotions are not in the way. The danger of doing it anyway is you feeling the rawness of the rage, the hurt, the heartbreak, the bitterness. But I want to stay alive and telling the story helps me do that. Not for likes and follows and shares, but to simply stay alive. Cue tears. There's this misconception among Christians sometimes that nothing bad happens to us if we believe in Jesus. You know because God is good all the time and Great things He has done. I'm not writing to imply those aren't true. I just want to tell my story. This blog has been about my journey. Testimonies of God's faithfulness in grief, suffering and celebrating life and milestones. And so the journey continues. Here's what I've been dealt with: a relationship that I love(d) where he wanted to marry me ..... and then he didn't, the morning of....
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