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For a while I haven’t allowed my fingers to dance around the keyboard. I was breathing just a little. A little was just fine, for now (then), because during the pandemic, many had stopped breathing; and no one knew when their turn to stop breathing would come. I really don’t remember seeing beyond the moment; we at our workplace were among the few that rarely worked from home, and that served somewhat as a destruction from the reality that the world had been brought to its knees. For the past few years, breathing was considered a luxury. To conquer the anxiety of life required a dedication to a lifestyle we called social-distancing; it worked for a season, until I found myself wondering, “I want me back, this isn’t me”.  The volume knob of life had been turned down low. We could now hear people’s fear, doubts and anxieties equally as loud as we heard their dreams-at least for the number whose ambitions were not snuffed out by doubt. The pandemic made way for a lot of doubt. Even the mo

Hey Queen, I will try and compose a beautiful letter to the woman you have been to date.  You have had days where some incidences cut you open to the core, leaving you in unearthly pain. Yet again, you have had days you have been a free soul, dancing through life like every weight was off your shoulders. You are a spoilt creature, but ironically you have built yourself that way. And those that love you, I know love that about you. That you are spoiled to spoil. You give much, because you have and keep building much. You dwell in generosity, even when your cup is dry. I know you want to leave the world a little bit better than you found it. And that is remarkable. You are becoming wiser and a more loving person. You aim for transformation, one that you continue to experience. It is no easy thing, and there are days you will loathe the path of service you have been called to; because greatness costs. It costs a great deal. But the more you engage, it will get easier. Maybe not i

       The end of another 365 is almost here. I picked a few life lessons that remain etched like tattoos both on my mind and in my heart. I picked a few out of the many overwhelming ones I would have shared, and I hope that you can maybe pick and carry one or two (or five or ten) and share them too. 1.       Learn to see people the way God sees them. I have always thought there is a reason why the famous 1 st Corinthians 13:4-8 begins with “Love is patient.” It is the foundation for all else that love is. Patience has fibres of grace, compassion, correction and truth. 2.       Do not just have goals in common, have God in common too. 3.       If you stay long enough with people that are determined to stay the course, they will brain wash you into believing that nothing is impossible. That nothing is difficult. That some things though not pleasing at first, are worth the pursuit, worth the fight and worth the risk. 4.       Grey is made up of red, blue, yellow & white

To exude elegance under pressure is an art that one learns. It does not come easy. It comes with fear, sometimes in overwhelming measure. But I have and I am still learning, that you never really live completely unafraid, you simply learn either how to control it or go about your business in spite of it. I used to think that I needed big platforms with big crowds to use and validate my voice. Looking back I realize that it is not about the numbers or the wide stages. There are people who rarely go to the crowd to get the message. But they are searching, and they are hungry for that personal, relatable interaction. They are willing to be open to one who can reach them where they are at. My most impactful ministry just happens to be to people I barely know, people I will probably never meet, but they will come up to me or write to me, telling me how they admired my dressing and love for God, that they wanted to be like me. They will tell me how they vowed to