Once upon a time, I was mad at God. A lot was happening at that period, I felt like all my problems were drowning me and God just stood there looking at me. He couldn’t even help me. I wasn’t asking for too much. What I asked for was a “need” and not even a “want”, yet no answer, nothing. I was so angry, I almost did not care anymore. I lost interest in reading my b
Every morning on my way to work, I see how some people drive on the streets and most times I’m like, if I drive, I will just be slowing down anyhow and I might just cause an accident. Even before I reached the age of driving, I’ve always been scared of driving. It’s amazing how people could manoeuvre through tight corners
Yesterday, I woke up with a heavy heart. I was thinking about a lot of things, including past mistakes and decisions I have to make. I felt like running away from all that bothered me but that of course wasn’t possible. All these were in my mind, even up until noon and sometimes I almost felt like crying (you know those times when you want to cry but you tell yourself, no, you can’t cry naw). All I could ask God was to help me, give me peace, that’s all I was saying.
“I’m suffering”
“I don’t think God has a plan for me”
“Why is my situation contrary to the dreams God has given me concerning my life?”
“I have waited for so long, yet God has not given me what I want”
I’m sure most people have wondered why their lives are not going the way it is intended to go (me too). There are 2 answers to this. One could be that
Hello everyone, hope your week is going fine. Just the other day, I was thinking about how songs can be helpful in one way or the other. I listen to music a lot and almost every song I have listened to, has a memory or an event surrounding it. Some are good, some are not so good. In all, good music can be comforting and helpful too.
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