You never left and He never left you.
Today , I said I was going to read the book of Philemon but didn’t remember till I opened the blinds and shut the door ready to go for work. Why did I do that again? I barely spent time with my maker and I’m wondering why I’m not singing in tongues or memorizing the word. I fe el the overwhelming guilt from switching from W hats A pp to blogs, to Instagram and then T i k-T ok. I will do it later tonight ; I say . I will spend time with my maker . Still, I’m back in bed after a long day and all I want to do is to catch up with YouTube - of course after I have returned all the calls of my loved ones. I don’t even have time for H im I think to myself, but then, in a moment, and as a still small voice, I hear the word so loudly “ You never left, and H e never left you ”. You see, H e was there when you woke up feeling astray. When things were not adding up and you were wondering when the next cheque will come. When you realised once again that there’s no one to make break