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After graduating with my bachelor’s degree, I decided to join graduate school. As I looked for a job, I figured I might as well advance my education. It was convenient, classes were in the evenings, the school wasn’t far from home, and I lived with my parents at the time. A few months later, I
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April was a hard month. I struggled deeply with waiting on God. It wasn’t the kind of waiting where you sit quietly and patiently, but the kind that feels like you’re sinking while begging for something to hold onto. I slipped often. I fell back into sin, blamed God, got angry with Him, avoided reading
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We often think of the waiting season as a time of stagnation, a limbo where we sit idly by and hope for a promise to be fulfilled. Maybe it’s a job, a relationship, or a breakthrough in our lives that we feel is just around the corner. But what if this waiting season is more
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I grew up going to church thanks to my mum’s strong influence. She made sure we were always there, and although I knew about God, I didn’t have a personal relationship with Him. Church was something I did because I was told to, not because I truly sought Him out for myself. Looking back, I
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I began my 31st year on my period — cramps, bloating, and all. And honestly? It felt kind of poetic. Because lately, I’ve been thinking about all the things I want to shed in my life. Ideas that no longer serve me. Bad habits that pull me further away from God. Eating patterns that harm
...THROUGH MY EYES ✨ 