It's one thing to say "I know who I am", but a different ball game when you're asked "who are you?" Entry 31.01.24 Early this year, I was at the mall one day, trying to do a survey on a product I needed to procure. I stopped at an aisle scanning the shelf for what I needed, when an elderly man approached me with a tract in his hands. He said: "Jesus loves you," while attempting to hand the tract to me. I immediately responded: "Oh, no thank you, I'm already born again", initially declining his offer of the tract...almost dismissive and trying to continue my scanning. Then, he asked me a very striking question that I wouldn't forget in a hurry: "So, where is your place in the Kingdom? What is your position in the Kingdom?" He struck a chord that sent a piercing through me with that question and got my full attention. For the first time, I observed the smile and undeniable glow on his face that I can only describe as h...
12.02.22 Lately, I've been a bit more occupied than usual, and most of the time it keeps me more out of the house than it does inside. I live all by myself in a house a little bit bigger than my small frame can handle its cleaning at a time, and I usually come back spent-out. So sometimes, I defer cleaning for a later time...then, it piles up! And each time I looked around, it feels a bit overwhelming to handle all at once. I decided to clean-up one time, but just a look at the entire place got me tired already : the floor, the window panes, the laundry, the dusty surfaces...'cos it was the harmattan season, ugh! I was tired already! (lol...don't look at me like that 😄). But then, I started off somewhere; from one spot to the other, and the other, and the other...I dusted, I cleaned I mopped; head over to the next spot, repeat. In few hours I was done, I looked around the whole house, it was prime and proper! Mhen, I was really thankful to God for helping me t...