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Wow, Old things have passed away.

 Not many people know me, most times, people never truly do.

At this moment in time, a lot of things exist happening simultaneously around the world. Some good some bad. These things eventually come to you in the form of people and events, you 'taste' the world. You witness its beauty and ugliness.

Each new experience forms your person.

You learn you unlearn, you relearn. I'm going to be 24 years in two days. This feels like such a huge number. Do I feel my age? Nope. 

Since my mum passed 8 years ago, I had felt stuck in time. Never really growing up mentally because there were no longer parental markers to highlight my growth.

You were on your own. 

I noticed I still craved things, juvenile things as I aged, and I wanted them with the fervency I would have had, when I was younger.

I talked to my brother about this and he was able to help me get out of that state.

Now I'm not afraid to grow up. It's a blessing to be able to grow up. God made you, He knew what would happen, that I wouldn't grow up with my parents, that was why He became my strength.

He replaced my parents and raised me Himself. Talk about having the Creator raise you Himself.

What have I achieved? First, I'm saved by Christ. That is still my biggest achievement.

The second is that He's using me to save others.

Even as I experienced the good and the bad of this world, and my person formed, I didn't lose myself, who I was at my core. 

I now understand the world better but I found that nothing could make me waver. 

No one will be able to change my mind about what I believed in. It took a lot of falling and rising but my mindset is cemented in God's word.

If the world decides to be turbulent, I'll be the unmoving rock that breaks the head of the tide.

One thing is for certain, I shall fulfil my destiny whether the devil likes it or not. He cannot stop me. He knows. But he's trying to delay me, devil you can't.

He threw things at me thinking I would fall, but it only kept strengthening my resolve each day, I will become a force to be reckoned with, the darkness' worst nightmare.

I shall inherit this world because the meek shall inherit the world.


I am LIGHT, UNDER GOD. AND THIS WORLD SHALL KNOW HIM.

The fear has passed away.

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