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To my older meâThe one I love so dearly. The woman who raised me and loved me first.My mother, my friend, my sister. Itâs beautiful how you wear so many hats with such grace,Filling my life with love, joy, and unwavering support.Our memories are treasures I hold close,And I pray for many more to come.…
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You can go up or come down at any time.But itâs humilityâat every level and in every mindsetâthat sustains you and keeps you rising. Today, I received confirmation that my contract wonât be renewed. I had already wrestled with the idea of not returning, but I left room for possibility. On our partner call, my…
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I bend but I do not break.
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đïž Sickness Doesnât Kill. Death Does. My grandpa once said this to my dadâand my dad passed it on to me: âSickness doesnât kill. Death does.â When death comes to your house, it doesnât respect boundaries. And that stings. You begin to wonderâwhy should it be this way?Couldnât there have been a delay? A second…
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Iâve stayed in countries where I couldnât speak the official languageâat least not at the time. And honestly? Itâs uncomfortable. But discomfort has its wisdom. In those moments, I had to trust the process. I sat in cafĂ©s and meeting rooms where conversations swirled around me in languages I couldnât follow. Sometimes my friends would…
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What makes a triangle stand is its base. Itâs one of the simplest shapes, yet undeniably strongâbecause its stability depends on the foundation beneath it. Remove that base, and the entire form collapses. No balance. No presence. No strength. This principle doesnât just apply in math class. It is a mirror to life, leadership, and…
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We often think anger, impatience, or irritation are just reactionsâbut what if they’re signals? What if they’re spiritual alarms, alerting us that something unseen is trying to unravel what God has stitched together? Darling, the call is clear: Donât fight peopleâfight in the spirit. Weâre not just reacting, weâre resisting. Protect your peace, your family,…
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Recently, I stumbled upon pages of my journals that I had written many years agoâpages filled with poetry, quotes, reflections, and personal experiences. As I flipped through them, a wave of nostalgia washed over me. It was almost as if I had rediscovered parts of myself that had been quietly waiting for me to return.…
Thoughts are sparked by my life experiences and learnings from others, but importantly the inspiration from GOD.
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