The writings on my wall

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By Charity Kuria 

Like it or not God is very much alive despite aims to diminish his mighty existence by the evil one. He will always fail you know!

He works in mysterious ways and all you have to do is just call upon him on your knees and with an honest and clean heart. You achieve the above through thorough repentance, begging for cleansing of the mind, body and soul.

We all want to be successful and happy. Don't we? The question then begs, Who is in your boat?
Who are the people you walk with? What are their values and objectives? Are they the same as yours? The wise men say that the books you read and your kind of company determines who you become.

Question 2. Who do you call in times of turbulence?
Now this is when you know your true friends and the off loaders who will run in the opposite direction when things go south for you. But I've good news for you because God almighty will still pick your call even if you only reach out to him when hopelessly in trouble and lonely. Isorait!

Question 3. Where is your faith?
Now, this one here is self explanatory! Because I define faith as the substance of our hopes and the non-seen evidence.

Question 4. Why are you so afraid?
You know that whatever you want in this life is always on the other side of fear. Right? So take the bull by it's horns and deal with your fears. Overcome them and voila! You will have achieved what you've always wanted. Just push a little bit harder than the last time. I pen off make your choice!

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