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Sometimes, all you need is to talk out loud. Other times, what you need is to listen to others talk aloud.

This, right here, is me sifting through my thoughts and experiences, and letting the Holy Spirit talk aloud through me.

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  • Playing Hooky

    I’m in my brother’s house, jet-lag (or in this case, bike-lag). I just want to zone out, so I pick up my novels and…away, I went. Until the Holy Spirit comes, insistent in his…

  • Where have you been?

    Activities, unfurling with each second, each minute and each hour. Coming at you from left and right, not letting up for you to draw a breath. Classes, exams, church services, maintaining friendships, meetings, eating,…

  • Holiday Traditions

    After over six months of being away from home, I finally came home on the 23rd of December (and I will make a mad dash back to school immediately after new year). When I…

  • It’s The Most Beautiful Time Of The Year…

    So I created a Christmas themed book — name a book — challenge early this month for my other blog, and day 10 was to name a book that reminds you of a favorite…

  • Dear old friend,

    So sweet Holy Spirit has been harping at me to blog for the past two weeks — for those wondering the secret to my consistency, you have your answer. It’s the shout of the…

  • Here I Go Again

    My friend suddenly got sick yesterday. Really sick. And as out of the blues as out of the blues could ever be. Earlier that day, we encountered a young boy who was begging for…

  • Friends; The Desserts In The Buffet Of Life

    I read the above quote in one of my now favorite novels. And I gatta say, it hit home. Yesterday, I woke up feeling lightheaded and sour. Really sour—not physical ache, I mean more…

  • Legacy : Faith Of Our Fathers

    Growing up, one goal beat deep in my heart. And that was to so make it in life, have plenty money so that my children can never lack for anything good. Growing up in…

  • The Aftermath

    It’s been eight months. Eight months of living my life without waking absurdly early to attend classes. Eight months since the ASUU strike put a pause on the academics of people. You must have…

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