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Sometimes people will use information against you but this is me. I choose to be me always!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1312561284516691861/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Tisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13049764607472498499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJBeA0M09M4/SK1Pd-S5XDI/AAAAAAAAAAk/qflOXNNYKn4/S220/tessa.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ICanWriteUninhibited" /><feedburner:info uri="icanwriteuninhibited" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EFSX06eSp7ImA9WhRaEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1312561284516691861.post-6161937319655484603</id><published>2012-02-13T20:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T20:00:18.311+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-13T20:00:18.311+01:00</app:edited><title>I love you for real!</title><content type="html">I would never have known anything about love&lt;br /&gt;
Had i not met Him&lt;br /&gt;
Of course i had met other 'hims'&lt;br /&gt;
they always had their expectations&lt;br /&gt;
but from Him i had acceptance&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If i can't shout about redemption&lt;br /&gt;
adoption&lt;br /&gt;
son-ship&lt;br /&gt;
inheritance&lt;br /&gt;
i can shout about His presence&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He is a&lt;b&gt; supernatural &lt;/b&gt;God o&lt;br /&gt;
me i no fit shout&lt;br /&gt;
My Abba&lt;br /&gt;
I love you&lt;br /&gt;
Had i never found You&lt;br /&gt;
My life would have been empty&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Everyone has their definitions of love&lt;br /&gt;
Me, i believe you are love&lt;br /&gt;
All the attributes of love can only be done&lt;br /&gt;
when i put you first&lt;br /&gt;
If not face it"s impossible, loving others the way you do&lt;br /&gt;
that is&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But then that is what is special about love&lt;br /&gt;
its supernatural&lt;br /&gt;
i think imma let it all go&lt;br /&gt;
tired of living as less than i could be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Love is in me&lt;br /&gt;
thus i love like You&lt;br /&gt;
I'll love like You&lt;br /&gt;
and when i fall short of Your standards&lt;br /&gt;
I'll depend on your grace to try it again&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
cos like it or not&lt;br /&gt;
there is no going back&lt;br /&gt;
I'm following Christ&lt;br /&gt;
I'm following You&lt;br /&gt;
so i want to love like You do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Happy Valentines day&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As some brother used to always say&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"&lt;i&gt;I love you with the love of God&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-6161937319655484603?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
God, you are it&lt;br /&gt;
I am letting it all out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-1446519663546249565?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I wait on God&lt;br /&gt;
I hate being followed&lt;br /&gt;
I am not God, just a servant of the most high&lt;br /&gt;
I am God; but not God in His supremacy&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I still take my calls from God&lt;br /&gt;
even though i am being blocked&lt;br /&gt;
God is at work in me in spite of the adversity&lt;br /&gt;
and controversies and heresies and jealousies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I just want to be above it all&lt;br /&gt;
It's just delay&lt;br /&gt;
I want to be&amp;nbsp;absolutely&amp;nbsp;Kingdom minded&lt;br /&gt;
That is the only way God can use me in any way&lt;br /&gt;
I just want it all fast, fast so i can get on with my life&lt;br /&gt;
Because i don't think this is the life God has for me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So much struggles and a true believer doesn't struggle&lt;br /&gt;
or wrought his miracles with his will power&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Lord i submit to you&lt;br /&gt;
in words and actions and purpose...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You are working good for me and mine&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you Jesus&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;No matter what it looks like, compare the picture in your mind, to what you are currently seeing, and know that it gets better. You can transition from "now" to better, through prayer, preparation, perseverance, and positive written reminders, hence "Write&amp;nbsp;the vision,&amp;nbsp;and make it plain on tablets, so they that see it, can run with it," Habakkuk 2:2. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myfaithfiles.com/blogs/keep-your-vision.html" target="_blank"&gt;Prophetess Teracarissa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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but i just need to offload some...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My environment tried to take me and shape me and make me&lt;br /&gt;
and many times i thot and felt that it had succeeded&lt;br /&gt;
I thought she had died, the one who lived to hope&lt;br /&gt;
But i discover today that she is not dead, i found out that&lt;br /&gt;
she's alive and stronger today than before she went into the fire&lt;br /&gt;
She certainly has stronger principles and a greater understanding of people&lt;br /&gt;
stronger values and a deep sense of what love really is&lt;br /&gt;
She understands God more and His plans and purposes&lt;br /&gt;
She loves better today than yesterday, she has a greater sense of right &amp;amp; wrong&lt;br /&gt;
and in spite of the darkness in the world; so dark you really have no idea&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Through it all,&lt;br /&gt;
She has chosen to shine, come rain or sunshine&lt;br /&gt;
she is going to shine not like the stars but like the sun&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Scriptures say that 'as He is in heaven, so are we on earth'&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The new chic is convinced beyond the whims and caprices of man,&lt;br /&gt;
God does rule, He works everything according to the counsel of His will&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Aside:&lt;br /&gt;
I thank God i did not let the 'cynic' grow inside me. God loves me so much&lt;br /&gt;
he kept my heart strong enough and soft enough for growth.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I refuse to operate in the natural when there is a supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
cont'd tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-2436436430972163438?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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1. Name two [romantic suspense] authors who inspire you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francine Rivers:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;She is awesome and also Christian so you don't have to worry that it is directing your heart towards loving a rake. I have read all her books excepting the most recent "&lt;i&gt;Her Daughter's Dream&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;He helps me understand romance from a guy's point of view, most times they only do it just to please women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Faith starts with knowing God loves you.&lt;/div&gt;
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From the time i was a little child i used to sing this song:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;He loves me, i cannot say why) 2ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;On&amp;nbsp;Calvary's&amp;nbsp;tree, he suffered for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Until i had a reason to doubt His love i wasn't so sure, i never did talk about many of the fellowships i went to who preached condemnation and every time after they had preached i would say, Jesus definitely doesn't love me, i am no longer perfect. Even in my beloved fellowship at times when my 'gist' would get around, some of the pastors would preach condemnation but my head pastor stuck to the truth in spite of how he might have wanted to join the crowd and i got my teenage bible where i was like the Berean (always cross checking), soon i was a bible&amp;nbsp;scholar&amp;nbsp;knowing what God was saying to me. So He loves me and i could never doubt it.&lt;/div&gt;
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Scripture says 'Believe and you will see'&lt;/div&gt;
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Don't trust in what your eyes can see, trust in what God reveals to you in your spirit as you spend time with him enough to hear. I have had the opportunity to believe before i see several times but my real name means favor and so i just happen to believe that God always reserves the best for me. He is a perfect God and His mercy is towards me always. He fixes that matches i fight so i am constantly sure of victory even though i am not physically super strong but the Holy Ghost is constantly waiting to help me, my hero, my super man.&lt;/div&gt;
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I love to worship. When i worship, i seem so invincible, at that very moment i believe that i can do anything and i am not afraid of nothing, His presence makes me strong. I know how to surrender and give Him everything. I have been criticized for&amp;nbsp;worshiping&amp;nbsp;severally, told i wasn't good enough or perfect enough to worship but no one can stop me from doing something from which i get strength.&lt;/div&gt;
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The God who loves me, His word is infallible, i believe it! Yep i said it. I believe the word of God. I am grateful for His love. His word is my energizer and quickener, i love God. Yes, it is because He loved me first but heck i didn't even know love before i met Him.&lt;/div&gt;
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Another lesson is that all things are created by thought.&lt;/div&gt;
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I choose to discipline my thoughts and cast down every wrong thinking pattern by the help of His word, my latest goal is to renew my mind. I have been praying, thank God for grace. I feel like i have been in a desert and just come out to an oasis (The spirit of God &amp;amp; the word of God)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-2711366187603792284?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;@washingtonpost: VIDEO: Moammar Gaddafi 
shown reportedly killed in Sirte R&lt;a href="http://wapo.st/oh54d0" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;http://wapo.st/oh54d0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;
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&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://funke-thoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Olufunke&lt;/a&gt; is back and she wrote something on how she is thankful and then listed so many things i don't identify with so much. Not so much that it isn't true, it is just difficult for me to rejoice because things are not going so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;
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&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I am thankful because His love for me is unending. I am thankful because He has good plans for me even though i may not see them yet but they are true. I am thankful that He has a good life planned for me, that He takes care of my family that He knows tomorrow and that i am connected to Him *I think this is a great way to be thankful*. I am sorry about all the people that did not make it but i will not be one of them, i am a conqueror because He lives in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unrepentant&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Showing no regret for one's wrongdoings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The lady from yesterday, yeah, i am sure you guessed that she is unrepentant, people are saying i should have pushed her back. Instead she told me she wasn't my mate; yes, she isn't, she's my colleague whether she likes it or not and she has no right to be rude to me, and i will teach her so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am writing the imagery of what is going on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my chest is constricted, i can't breathe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel like a vise is tightening my neck,constricting me, my essence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As i walk, i see &lt;strike&gt;all eyes &lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;no many eyes full of hatred&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;open hatred, deep hatred&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I go somewhere to a room and i am pushed, twice!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;disdained openly, disrespected and embarassed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The environment is so threatening&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wonder how i got here and why&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;everything&lt;strike&gt; is so tough&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;seems so tough&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The words on the inside of the walls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;speak of hope, restoration, but barely outside the walls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;all i hear is mocking laughter, the struggle for survival&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the harsh terrain of the world system, shocking contradictions&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I feel calm on the inside&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;everyday the waves of hostility&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;try their darndest to shatter my fortress of calm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and i am tempted to break my fortress&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and walk in the flesh and in what i see with my human eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;judgment, their own personal opinions of how everything MUST go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But i refuse to be bogged down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I refuse to come down to the fleshly, earthly, sensual, carnal, slave to my senses level&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am a slave to righteousness, dead!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am dead to the emotions, whims and caprices of man, even mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My face is set in one direction only&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am unmoved by the very loud voices of unspoken words&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;God is working, i am convinced He's bringing me GOOD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even when mouths are forced to remain closed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;the eyes still speak but i look beyond them to the&amp;nbsp;countenance of my God, He is the creator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;skilled in creating GOOD circumstances as i keep SPEAKING what He has said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As He is, so am i in this world and so in spite of what i see, i speak forth into the spiritual realm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a new beginning for me and my family, we are expectant not just of new lives; we are expectant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;that towards us as we believe, God is bringing us GOODNESS beyond our imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Even as i am aware that my name is in the mouth of many and thus in their homes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;been smeared and another attempt to take me down, i smile into the eyes of the enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(Yes i am not unaware of the devices of the enemy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I smile and say into the eyes of the enemy "In case you forgot, i told you i am a winner, more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;than a conqueror, an overcomer in this life"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lol, a loud conquering laughter, Yes i can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You're gonna have to do more than that to take me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and even then you won't succeed. I am marching forward, I can't be defeated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;have you forgotten that He lives in me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I haven't! The One who raised Jesus from the dead, He lives in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you think He's just lying fallow, He's working in me, He's working in my family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He's doing the unimaginable, the incredible, He's energizing me and my&amp;nbsp;family&amp;nbsp;daily&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He's doing wonders in me and in my family and i will yet see the marvels of God all the days of my life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I and my family will live a long and satisfying life (God's mind, man just learns from experience)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So i'm ditching my own mind and using the mind of Christ.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Later!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;NB It's awesome to be a Christian, I am grateful to be connected to Christ. My imagination cannot be reined in, it runs, flies and soars free. I love this, it's not motivation, no not at all! It's divine inspiration, it's because He lives in me. He's not fallow or barren; He's alive and working in me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;State of mind: I wanna dance, let go, run free!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-3537549654767609394?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Obnoxious:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Annoyance is an unpleasant mental state that is characterized by such effects as irritation and distraction from one's conscious thinking. It can lead to emotions such as frustration and anger. The property of being easily annoyed is called petulance, and something which annoys is called a nuisance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--q-9NG2ZbUI/TphzzruuqQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5H1yWvNPNlc/s1600/fight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--q-9NG2ZbUI/TphzzruuqQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/5H1yWvNPNlc/s320/fight.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This might have been me if i responded to her provocation...God forbid!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I have made a decision to speak to this lady today because she was obnoxious and totally nasty and i will not take it lying down, i am going to talk to her now. She assaulted me physically in a room full of people and there is no excuse for such behavior especially when i was not begging her for anything. I hate this stupid system, i wonder how she sleeps at night or if she sleeps at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If i wanted to be understanding i would say that she is a deeply disturbed woman with so many problems she cannot afford to display courtesy to anyone but i am not in the mood fro being nice. She is very nasty and should just prune out that bad character trait or remain a babe forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She's gone home but i am sending a text to her tonight, she is going to have to change her&amp;nbsp;behavior; no one rough handles me and gets away with it. It is certainly not Christ-character in anyway whatsoever and i am not looking the other way. I know she might never change but my growing up life taught me to never let anyone get away with assaulting me physically and she is going to hear it. I am just not going to be a &lt;i&gt;'hood rat'&lt;/i&gt; or an '&lt;i&gt;isaleko&lt;/i&gt;' &amp;nbsp;gal and fight with her in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pDDxaG0savw/TphzvhgaJNI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8xuiPznHSMo/s1600/fight+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pDDxaG0savw/TphzvhgaJNI/AAAAAAAAAGs/8xuiPznHSMo/s320/fight+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If she was looking this cool, i may have even obliged her and it might have been a cat fight&lt;br /&gt;
but i daresay she is not a worthy adversary... (I just ignored her and walked out and to think that she thinks&lt;br /&gt;
she is better than me because she is rude, nasty and is not concerned about giving people their money's worth but &lt;br /&gt;
honest, i am just so pissed that she is Christian and she saw nothing wrong with harassing me physically, i am going&lt;br /&gt;
to talk with her tonight!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some people don't realize that Christians don't abuse other people physically, they don't talk nasty either but most people don't care about keeping God's word they think they are in a country club where everything goes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-7194701141236351929?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know the answer, i don't care, i just i think! need to vent.&lt;br /&gt;
I feel contaminated, kidding! I know who i am, feelings are not reality.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Today i heard this silly rationalization and i had to comment, funny enough she did not get the answer right but i have been warned to stop correcting people, especially when they don't want to know the truth, i held my peace because many times people just want to sound knowledgeable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When self meets God's will and self prevails, then self has got to be strong enough. I don't want to ever be strong enough for myself. I would lose my way if i had to walk blind. I broke through yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
#Just wondering&lt;br /&gt;
It is used on twitter to describe a statement but here i intend to process and describe what i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It is strange to me, i don't know if it is strange to others but i am talking about me at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Question: How do you spend 24 hours a day (including sleeping time) expecting evil news, and then out of the blue you expect the goodness of God?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
News gong! (just imagine it)&lt;br /&gt;
You cannot meditate on evil or wrong or bad things 24 hours a day and produce good, only a good heart produces good and that is determined by the content of that heart.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Bear in mind, you can say all the good things and yet have your heart full of all the wrong things (It is not only a word thing, it is also a heart thing).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It is unhealthy spiritually &amp;nbsp;for a believer to live that way, key word being BELIEVER.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't do anything in half measures. When i decided to follow Jesus, i promised i would do it all the way or I'd walk away #ToBeAFakeBelieverIsUnacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If i say i am a believer then it means that i believe God's word and all my actions follow through; so i am expecting good every single day.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Feel free to live every single day of your life observing 'lying vanities' i choose not to. That said, Go to hell!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I don't care what you believe, i don't care if you believe or not, all that i care about is that i believe and that God honors my belief in Him and in His goodness. I don't care about anything but that i believe cause that means that i am a believer not a pretender.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If i find out even for one minute that i am pretending, i'll walk away before living a lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-8321154443251197944?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hmmm!&lt;br /&gt;
I need to meditate&lt;br /&gt;
I never rush anything&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
By the way, God is still involved!&lt;br /&gt;
With me&lt;br /&gt;
and vice versa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-1178131949979158371?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0" style="color: #5c1101; margin-top: 10px;"&gt;
&lt;h3 style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;
Talking with God again&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Getting intimate&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I realize i went away&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
or went my own way&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
However much i tried to hold on&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
But He never let go&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
God is faithful&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Now i have a lot of bad habits&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
to prune (more like uproot)&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
and i am working on them&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I developed some really great stuff&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I need to fine tune&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Usually i knew that the devil&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
was my adversary and enemy&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Now i am learning i have other enemies&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
like malice, unforgiveness&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
anger, judgmental attitudes&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
and that they are my enemies&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
because they stand in my way&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
stopping me from being open with God&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I have won the battle o&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
worked on all these things&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
i mean&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I don't want any little foxes&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
spoiling my vine,&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
nothing is worth all that&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Relationship with God comes first...&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I need to guard the anointing of God's spirit on my life&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Guard my heart, fight for my faith, His grace is sufficient&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I won't settle for being a robot&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I want a vital relationship with God&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
constant communication&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
cos only then can anything else make sense!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Peace!&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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Her name is 'T' and it's so awesome this her day&lt;br /&gt;
Many people may not be happy with her&lt;br /&gt;
But in her ears angels are singing, (she told me so)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Because many people said she's not live to see this day&lt;br /&gt;
But when God says yes, he means yes, even when other people say no&lt;br /&gt;
Yes i said it!&lt;br /&gt;
You can take it to the bank&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She said God promised her stuff, he walked between the animals for Abraham'&lt;br /&gt;
Well he did something similar for her and she says,&lt;br /&gt;
He told her that anything he told her, she could take it to the bank&lt;br /&gt;
She is one of the reasons my faith is so strong&lt;br /&gt;
She is somehow like my twin sister, and i love her.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So God said,&lt;br /&gt;
and she is still waiting&lt;br /&gt;
still under His care&lt;br /&gt;
Still waiting at His feet&lt;br /&gt;
I spoke to her this morning and she says&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, she has received gifts&lt;br /&gt;
But her best gift that she would have wanted this year&lt;br /&gt;
She received in&amp;nbsp;September&amp;nbsp;2001;&lt;br /&gt;
The &amp;nbsp;best ever, the Holy Ghost&lt;br /&gt;
and that He may not be of much value to others&lt;br /&gt;
but when she got born again, God told her that is what&lt;br /&gt;
She would need most...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So she could never do with any other thing&lt;br /&gt;
anything else, for her or anyone else is just&lt;br /&gt;
'jara'&lt;br /&gt;
Happy Birthday my friend 'T', i love you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tisha's naija Glossary&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;'jara' - an addition to something already complete; if added or not, it would not be missed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-8026346297955530875?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The blog is me, and i don't want to close it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am re-fired!&lt;br /&gt;
I am not sure if i have much to write&lt;br /&gt;
But i am sure of this one thing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God is good and still loves me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Of course, I am walking in His purpose for me&lt;br /&gt;
It is clearer now than two years ago and three&lt;br /&gt;
Difference is that i am less naive&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I think i understand when Paul said&lt;br /&gt;
"We are not aware of the devices of the enemy"&lt;br /&gt;
There has been awesome growth&lt;br /&gt;
But there is room for more&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My heart is good with God and with man&lt;br /&gt;
I'm under his divine influence&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The scripture i am using now, the one i used three years ago&lt;br /&gt;
because i've been fluctuating in the fruits of the spirit&lt;br /&gt;
and i am known by my fruits so...&lt;br /&gt;
I need to use up my resources to build up the fruit of the spirit&lt;br /&gt;
and fellowship with God and walk as wise men.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am in the school of the spirit, Holy Spirit, help me walk the path.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2 Pet 1:5&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;And beside this, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue; and to virtue knowledge; and to knowledge temperance; and to temperance patience; and to patience godliness; and to godliness brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness charity&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-4300897796135287073?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Still writing uninhibited...&lt;br /&gt;
Just moving blogs.&lt;br /&gt;
New blog&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;"They are so cunning..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;
I grow weary of praying for them (all of them, else i could not stay around them). I pray for myself now, i pray that my faith would not fail me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They very nearly drew me into the pit of unbelief (I became thinking in like manner subtly). With all i have been through, i trust you now more than ever before because through every fire, you have shown yourself strong and able to defend me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's spiritual warfare, the fact that everyone actively fought me and did their best daily to discourage me, myself included (It actually built me up and made me stronger) shows that God has a plan for my life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My mind has been busy (it's not easy to be intelligent, it gets in the way, &amp;nbsp;usually) creating alternatives like what i would do (It reminds me of the jungle in my mind before i got healed the first time). I pray my spirit is alert and conscious enough to key into your plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I have been praying steadily, as the burden come but not much at work, there's too much tension!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I remember the campmeeting i first got healed, right before any minister spoke, i would rebel in my mind, i'd be begging them not to say anything, because i did not want to hope, i could not bear to hope. i literally had a mind battle each time, i did not want to hope because i had failed so many times before and tried till i was weary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
God graced me and gave me the faith and the courage i needed. Today i receive and take advantage of the favour He graced me with (because He doesn't take back His gifts) to take all that He has for me and my family and for everyone else that has need, in Jesus name, Amen!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am a supernatural being and i reign and rule with Christ Jesus. God is sovereign and He can make me what he wants me to be with/without the help of man.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
On point&lt;br /&gt;
This is my prayer&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;This is my heart this season: Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Thank you Father!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-8922312199260457160?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am strange like that&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It takes a while for insults self to sink in&lt;br /&gt;
Or warnings&lt;br /&gt;
Or instructions&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But when they do sink in&lt;br /&gt;
I never forget&lt;br /&gt;
It &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;sinks in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I am sold out to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;
Not partially&lt;br /&gt;
totally&lt;br /&gt;
Not something i do on/off&lt;br /&gt;
convenient or for gain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is &lt;i&gt;me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Not changing for anyone&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is my call&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
To stand up and be counted&lt;br /&gt;
to be the&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt; light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in my environment...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Peace!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
By the way, i just logged on to say i am so calm&lt;br /&gt;
i amaze mysel&lt;br /&gt;
Tis not natural&lt;br /&gt;
This can only be God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-2176108056350160989?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;been pondering some stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wondering about my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wondering if i have not been thinking too small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;compared to the plans God had in store for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gisting with my sis this morning&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and she told me about this woman&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;who was raped and killed by her driver and her cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and called herself a Christian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was slipping off into my nonchalant mood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when i suddenly got mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two folks planned such rubbish about you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and you are in the dark about it and you call yourself&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a CHRISTIAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It annoyed me plenty, why don't you just tag&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yourself a bench warmer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then i recalled what it meant to be Christian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;It means to be conscious of the spiritual more than the physical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It means to dominate your environment so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you can decide what happens on it and what doesn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know many folks won't understand this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But &lt;a href="http://kathrynkuhlman.com/"&gt;Kathryn Kulman&lt;/a&gt; in the 1940's used to dominate territories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She used to decide that such and such, stealing, anger, fear and sickness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;could not operate around her in a 10 ft radius, two blocks, ten blocks and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then a 5o mile radius, that is what it means to take charge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How can people with such criminal minds be planning such against you and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you don't know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't tell me you are not a witch or a mind reader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is why he gives visions, word of knowledge, wisdom,&amp;nbsp;discernment&amp;nbsp;of spirits etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is so you can dominate your world and operate as more than a man&lt;br /&gt;
How can this woman possibly say she did not sense anything&lt;br /&gt;
and then say she has an intimate relationship with the Most high&lt;br /&gt;
That he calls her by name, that she is submitted and obedient to His will,&lt;br /&gt;
God never leaves His children bereft, he is always speaking.&lt;br /&gt;
he has spoken to me so many times concerning members of my family, i am&lt;br /&gt;
glad i don't play church, that i am not the senior partner in our relationship&lt;br /&gt;
But that He is. Glad His plans are always good, i don't know what i would do&lt;br /&gt;
without Him, He just works perfectly, i love the way He loves me (selfish as that sounds)&lt;br /&gt;
God's love is unending, i won't stop dreaming!&lt;br /&gt;
I am under His divine influence daily because i am born of God&lt;br /&gt;
and His divine protection/hedge is roundabout my loved ones daily in their offices, businesses&lt;br /&gt;
homes, anywhere they go, God is caring for them. He is my stand-by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If some idiot curses you and you are cursing them back, you are not prepared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to walk in the kingdom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After seeing it, you must walk in it by obeying God's word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;LOVE is key&lt;/span&gt;, but love is not stupidity; neither is it humiliation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That woman just pissed me off because her lack of operating spiritual gifts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cost her her life, she did not need to go to heaven early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;JUST WONDERING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God and I are not are close as we used to be, the intimacy level is not as good as it used to be. I feel like He's there for me but i am living life not exactly on his plane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So i decided to start a journal between God and me, where i would just write to Him about my day and my Christian growth and my life and just to know His mind for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My pastor used to give this scripture a lord "Draw near to me and i will draw near to you". I think i even heard it a couple of times before i got saved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #274e13;"&gt;Tip for the day&lt;/span&gt;: If you are reading scripture you want to drive into your spirit, speak in tongues while reading it, peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Feels like old times, my writing doesn't have to make sense and be all so proper all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-6827241868023590913?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I do not know how I stumbled upon it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I am yet to discover what it was&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Was it those eyes?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;intriguing darks swimming in ocean whites?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;or was it the goofy lopsided smile,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;revealing perfectly shaped whites?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Perhaps it was the way those neat khaki pants,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Groped and majestically carved your rear&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;And made me look away in fear of evil thoughts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Could it be the way you made black look so sleek?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Or was it your laughter, short and precise?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;No. maybe it was your voice, almost flawless, melodious. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Surely it must have been your skin,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Smooth, even, chocolate,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Neither light nor dark&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Or maybe it was your aura, sweet, perceptive, open.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Could be your sense of humor!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;the way you weaved your stories.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;What was it now?&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It could not have been your annoying questions,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you have this or that? Can you drive?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Why is your bra this color? Do you drink?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I think it was your hands, soft, gentle in a weird way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It was the way you could be cocky and still unsure.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It was how you knew almost everything about everything&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It was how hard you worked and how lazy you are&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It was how you combined aloofness with friendship&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It was gullibility and intelligence mixed&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It was youth and maturity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It was how you are unafraid of yourself,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;That scared me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It is definitely your scent, exotic and rare.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;And your stare,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;That sketched, even etched you right there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;(Lol, I liked it and I thought I’d share)&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Today (on that day) I miss my friends, not that I would have the time to spend with them even if they were here (one of the disadvantages of being grown up). What I miss is the times we had together just hanging out, I cherish those times. I miss those times!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;This poem describes almost every friend I have had from kindergarten till now, it even describes me too. I have been blessed with great people as friends and I love and appreciate them and I thank God for putting them in my life. Today I appreciate two of my friends who are having their birthday today, happy birthday babes, I love you too much!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.15pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Simple&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.15pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I liked it and so I stole the idea from 'Beautiful'&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.15pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.15pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;1. Do you have any pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; NO! I love puppies though!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.15pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2. Name 3 things that are physically close to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Phone, Journal, Bible&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;3. What's the weather like right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Hot and sticky...mschew!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;4. Do you drive? If so have you crashed?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I know how, I have never crashed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;5. What time did you wake up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 4.00 am, I am an early riser&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
6. When was the last time you showered?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I live in this stupid village/town (only in their minds) and I fetch water in a bucket to take my bath and so i don't shower.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12.15pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;7. What was the last movie you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Uhmm, nothing really noteworthy&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
8. What does your last text message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Fun chat Loyalty Reward! Be the top chatter o today and get N750 airtime. To ind people around your area text&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Like i would i don't believe in gambling and I won't be giving MTN any free money, they should work for it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
9. What's your ringtone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Don Moen's song&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;10. Have you ever been to a different country?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;As an adult, Ghana&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;11. Do you like sushi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Nope, I hate raw fish...duh!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;12. Where do you buy your groceries?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A mall in my area&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;13. Have you ever taken medication to help you fall asleep faster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Never, I watch TV when i am awake at midnight and sleep by 3am&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;14. How many siblings do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 6, I won't be more specific, if you read my posts, you will find out anyways&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;15. Do you have a desktop computer or a laptop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;None of the above&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;16. How old will you be turning on your next birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; Mind your business blogam, you can guess if you are too curious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
17. Do you wear contacts or glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; None of the above&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;18. Do you color your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Nope, my hair is fragile so i use colored extensions&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
19. Tell me something you are planning to do today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Planning to do my J.O.B as a publicist&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;20. When was the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It has been a while!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
21. What is your perfect pizza topping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Whatever tastes nice and sweet!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;22. Which do you prefer-hamburgers or cheeseburgers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Pizza but i can manage ham burgers&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
23. Have you ever had an all-nighter?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
24. What is your eye color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Brown&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76923c; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"&gt;25. Can you taste the difference between Pepsi and Coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #eaf1dd; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themetint: 51;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Like Day is not Night and like Light is not Darkness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I think I enjoyed this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Do it if you want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-5108617974679925508?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Like one who loves to hear the sound of their voice so they keep speaking, I like to see the words I write and read them over and over again. But since I don’t seem sincere on computer any longer, I write from my pillow with a pen and paper and transfer to the computer later…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Today I will be writing on 7 quirky things about me, I wish I could summarize but you would not get the picture and so I write.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I did not get saved like the regular folks, it was different and I actually had to trust Jesus with my life. I have had this habit from when I was a kid. If you don’t look in my eyes, I literally cannot speak to you. I do it with everyone but most especially the people I let close to me; my siblings used to ‘tire’ of it all the time but they understand me. Why you may ask?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have this instinct, when I am talking with you and looking in your eyes, I can see espionage, honesty, disloyalty, loyalty, honor, cut-throatiness (rat race), love, unsure attitude, openness, insecurity, hatred, anger, admiration, malice, beef, kindness, jealousy, truth, lies, dishonor, whatever your emotions at any particular time, I can see in your eyes even if your face betrays no emotion, the eyes never lie, not to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Its crazy abi, so long as you made eye contact with me, I would continually be speaking with you but if you could not make eye contact I would discontinue my friendship/closeness with you and move you to the level of acquaintances. I’d withdraw emotionally but remain professional and relate on an intellectual level. This amazes the ones closest to me, that I could remain polite no matter who you were or what you did but not pretend to have close relations with you.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I refuse to pretend at any level. I am a terrible pretender. I give honor to whom honor is due but I take no bulls**t from anyone. If you were sincere with me and suddenly started bulls**ting me, I would turn too but still maintain a courteous mien. My mom always used to say ‘There is a reason why human beings are not animals’. It is wrong to be practicing jungle strategies and still maintaining a semblance of humanity. We must distinguish ourselves by who we are!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I love the simple life. Becoming a Christ follower, I came to understand that I must own the full personality &amp;amp; be committed to growing everyday and bearing fruit, not necessarily souls but love, kindness, joy, peace, gentleness (I know how much I confessed that scripture in Philippians ‘Let your gentleness be known to all men’ NIV), longsuffering, goodness, faithfulness, self control, meekness, temperance. (Gal 5:22). As you cultivate these gifts, they draw men to Christ. POWER has a place but the power of God is enhanced as you manifest the fruit of the spirit in your daily walk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I am no faker. Everyone says actions speak louder than words. I have never been a talker (If you are my friend you will probably laugh in derision). Truth is ‘I can be mute’ if I don’t trust you but if I even trust you a little, I start talking non stop about anything and everything and most likely out of the blue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-align: justify; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;7.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I talked about my instinct se. I am stronger in observation techniques, lol. When I am not talking, I am looking or hearing. I look a lot and I can tell who people are through their eyes; I can tell if they are joyful or in pain, excited or confused but more than that, I can tell If they are AFRAID.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-add-space: auto; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Fear repels me. If I talk to you and I sense fear, if I can talk with you, I would but if I can’t, I would avoid you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Fear causes the word of God to lose its impact to your spirit. If you speak the word of God without conviction, fear is the culprit. If you speak the word of God and it does not stir hope and bring peace to its hearers, it is because you don’t quite believe what you are saying.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Fear is an alien to the believer in the resurrected Christ, it is a gift from the enemy and has no place in you, it should not find a home in your heart, refuse to accommodate it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;2 Tim 1:7 God has not given me a spirit of fear but of LOVE, POWER and a sound mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;When I speak God’s word to myself, it does something on my inside that I can’t explain or understand, it is like spiritual power is pumping into my spirit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Finally, I see fear or courage in the eyes or in the inflection of your voice. There is nothing like the word of God spoken with confidence and trust. Over the years, I have come to understand that I can trust what God says, he is more real than a human being sitting next to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;This is why I pray, talk, sing, laugh and play with confidence. I am conscious of the loving God living in me and directing my path. This is why I impart those around me with what I believe. I ask myself this question all the time, it helps me know me. What do you believe?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-left: .25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Humanst521 BT&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-9188308899475765461?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I never ever play games, I know who my daddy is, he don’t serve my Father and I learnt from him that when you play games, the devil is pleased with you, he will beat you black and blue like you are in a boxing ring. In the spiritual realm, there are rules or principles and if you are not obeying them, you will be powerless. You need to decide what is more important, the world system or the Kingdom!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I bless for my gathering in college, there is this song we used to sing:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;“Unto me is given to KNOW the keys of the kingdom of the Lord” &lt;/span&gt;(repeated a gazillion times; we used to sing it for hours and I never got tired)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Today I’m talking about the devil, the enemy, the one who has existed for centuries, &lt;s&gt;his power&lt;/s&gt; or rather his lack of power, his boundaries and the way to deal with him. I want to keep it simple; so &lt;s&gt;I speak,&lt;/s&gt; no write of Abraham, he was counted righteous but he died and went to hell, rather a compartment in hell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;My mind goes to all them righteous by faith Isaac, Jacob, Job, Rahab, David, Isaiah, Deborah, Gideon, Moses, Caleb, Joshua, and all who had pleased God for they qualified for the hall of faith in Hebrews 11.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;They died and went to hell to wait for the promise.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;He (Jesus) arrived and lived and died on the cross as God planned, for he came to the world for the sole reason of dying for the sins of the world and atoning so that God would have justice against sin.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;And when he died, I believe the devil must have been pleased (the way we feel sometimes when someone we perceive to be our enemy has ill luck, it almost feels like revenge, I say it’s not godly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Max Lucado says the angels must have paused before allowing him to die because ‘What If God died and got trapped in hell’ (because Jesus was God in a human form)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;The enemy was smart but not smart enough! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;There was one hitch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;The wages of sin is death! Right Yes!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;But Christ had lived on the earth without sin and so legally the enemy could not hold him bound.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Since he had no sin, the devil, utilizing the weapon of death had no legal right to hold Christ in the grave.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;And so he rose again&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Galatians tell us that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;we are Christ’s &lt;/span&gt;(Gal 3:29)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;And in a covenant there is an exchange of characteristics, we inherit what is Christ and he takes what is ours.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;And if we be Christ then death, sin, sickness, defeat, failure, depression, anger, malice, bitterness, unforgiveness and every other negative emotion; they have no legal right to remain in me/ the believer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;If you are a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;NEW CREATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you know that if you have Christ, if you have confessed Him as Lord, you are a new creation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Has it sunk into your heart?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;The enemy, the devil has no legal right over you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Nothing that is his is binding on you&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It is at this point a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;religionist &lt;/i&gt;will talk about sin and preach for hours about sin and hell and whatnot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;1 John 1:9 settles sin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t care I you have to ask for forgiveness a billion times&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;You will just need to believe that where sin abounds, grace abounds much more&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I am not &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;God’s accountant&lt;/i&gt;; I don’t hold a hammer over your head to accuse you of using too much ‘&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;grace&lt;/i&gt;’.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;(because without grace, you will lack the courage to walk in dominion)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you know who you are?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;You are Christ’s&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;You have been bought with a price and so you don’t belong to the devil any longer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;He has no legal right to hold you bound in sin, sickness, death, anger, whatever!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;The wages of sin is death, yes!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Breaking News: You couldn’t pay it and you still can’t but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;JESUS CHRIST paid it ALL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;And anytime I watch a Christ movie and I see the stripes on Jesus’ back&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I make up my mind that “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I will never be sick another day, or broke or walk in anger, unbelief and a host o other things as they come to mind&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you hear me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;The debt has been PAID.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;He (the devil) does not have a legal right over the believer (NEW CREATION)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Christ has paid it all so you better reap the benefits.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Finally,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you think Jesus huffed and puffed and when he had huffed and puffed enough, he rose up from the dead?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;No way!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It was like it was with Lazarus; he just knew what to do &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;He knew God was TRUSTWORTHY&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;He knew he would rise again, the same way he knew water would change to wine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I love the way Jesus walked with God&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;He applied the ‘&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Kingdom Principle’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; without effort&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;What am I saying? It is not about your effort or hard work &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;This is exactly the way I want to walk&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;My college pastor says: “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Whatever you are looking for is inside you&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;And I believe this is inside me too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Not inside my body silly!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Inside my spirit&lt;/span&gt;, that’s the real me anyways&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I can remember learning by rote: “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;I am a spirit that has a soul and lives in a body&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I can remember my ‘P’ saying you need to teach your spirit because it rules.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Teach your spirit the word of God&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I remember, “&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Them who are led by the spirit of God are the sons of God&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I said it so much; I don’t have to declare it any longer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I believe it so much I can recite it in my sleep&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I know I am led by the spirit of God and I love the Holy Ghost; he’s so so awesome.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I laugh when I see people trying to operate kingdom principles with common sense, ‘KORO MIND’&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Who do you think you are playing with?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Your human wisdom, the devil has seen a million times with other humans smarter than you over the centuries so you can imagine how amused he is when you try a card he’s seen one too many times.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;The wisdom of God on the other hand, when you apply it, he’s confused because he never knows what God is up to!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Like who heard of a Father sending his son to die on a cross?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;It is totally gross and it sure doesn’t make sense.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;But that is the wisdom of God&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;The foolish things confound the wise…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;That’s it I think, the post is already too long&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I’ll be back soon anyways&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Gal 5:22&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;But the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Gathering fruits and yes they are in my spirit too no matter how everything seems. I plan to be walking in the spirit and putting my flesh under because I got to be walking in dominion everyday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;No one knows like my spirit how much power is about to be released and there will be no drama either, it will be like a normal day, every other day but there will be nothing ordinary about it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;(Lol! I bet the day Christ died, to an average person, the day must have dawned like every other day but nothing about that day was ordinary)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;I am not called to an ordinary life but to a super-abundant, supernatural, extraordinary life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Eternal Life: Rejuvenating, self-sustaining life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;God is the source&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Have you ever imagined his source? He’s self existing. Don’t care anyways, just happy he is my source.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;Wrote 4 pages in my journal but typed it is three pages.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;This is way crazy but thanks anyways. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;THANK YOU SPIRIT OF GOD&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Humanst521 BT', sans-serif;"&gt;If you think I am crazy, I don’t mind. I know who I am!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lesson learnt: All in all, God is still good and yes i have learnt to walk in love even while dealing with varying humans, it has not been easy but it has been worth it. Growing is not so easy, you need to be pruned from time to time (By God, so no one will make you a robot), you need to be teachable and humble.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lesson i need to learn:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Walking in dominion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Reigning in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Walking in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strike&gt;So help me God!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Instead, i thank you God because i know your help is available to me...&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace!&lt;br /&gt;
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I will be going for a camp retreat and i pray i have the best time. I believe that the spirit of God will select the best things for me and i thank God because i am divinely positioned to receive all of God's goodness for me and for my family and for my friends too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-4432420417308973966?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I still thank God everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Even with all the stress that came along with the blessing, i don't want to go back to before He touched me, i may have reached for Him but He touched me with His love and grace and goodness and i don't want to forget how good He is no matter how cloudy things get and when the cares of the world want to take over, i'll still remember His goodness and kindness and say God i love you, i am grateful for your love and your presence and your&amp;nbsp;guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Okay i had this discharge on/off for years and i was scared to check it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;until it became so bad that i used to smell literally stink like gutter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I never was able to perceive oxygen (like i can now , smiles).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I went for a program and a minister gave a word of Knowledge, now i had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;heard many different word of knowledge, at this time that related to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;directly but it was always usually during my period and so by the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;my period was over i would have lost courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I don't know what was different this time, the man of God just said by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;words,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you were bleeding and now you have a discharge that is smelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e2800; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4e2800; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;just lift your hands and i will curse that infirmity from its roots&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I was surrounded by many people i knew and since its very embarassing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;i was stubborn and did not. but when he prayed i whispered amen and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;when he finished praying, i was terrified, i used to wear pantliners everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;but i refused to wear that night, i had the discharge but after like 2 days or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;it disappeared. i spent the next two months checking myself but it was gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;i don't know why it went but all i did was act in faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I kept repeating these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;to myself "you are not healed because there is a presence of absence of symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;you are healed because the stripes of Jesus made you so".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;i forget, like 6 months before i had taken antibiotics and it went away and came back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;or i even had more difficult days then i made a decision that even if it killed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;i would not take any drugs again and God honored my faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Now, i have faith to believe for bigger things because i know God loves me. because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;its embarrassing, i have not yet given the testimony in my home church but everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;can see that there is something different around me. you can't know how it feels to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;a discharge for years that makes it uncomfortable for you to be you or to even do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;anything and then to suddenly have it go away because you prayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;something i know i did for sure, i focused on the word of God and kept away from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;doubters and people who could not believe it. i meditated on the word and told me the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;truth of the word of God each time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The anointing breaks the yoke. . the discharge dried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;up until it was no longer there. God is great and He keeps His word, just believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;On my phone, i wrote this note that no matter what, i will never forget that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;i was the girl that stank till he intervened and now i smell oxygen, no smells&amp;nbsp;any more&amp;nbsp;(its simply supernatural)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;, he says, He will arise and favour me, there's nothing impossible for me because He lives in me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;I remain teachable cause this pleases Him. Shalom!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-8584462915568550778?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
This is what i live for&lt;br /&gt;
I want to be a light when it looks like all that is&lt;br /&gt;
is darkness&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I want to be the light&lt;br /&gt;
when circumstances shout&lt;br /&gt;
the loudest&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I want to be the light when all hope seems&amp;nbsp;lost&lt;br /&gt;
i have been anointed to be a light&lt;br /&gt;
So its inside me, not outside me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
All i need do is keep learning&lt;br /&gt;
Its all in me&lt;br /&gt;
Everything to live the abundant life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Its all in me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;All it takes to live a godly life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Or the abundant life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am created to bring glory to His name...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I am never disadvantaged&lt;br /&gt;
I have the advantage, i can be the best everyday&lt;br /&gt;
Because i have the advantage, i have the blessing!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
NB. Life still has meaning for me,&lt;br /&gt;
cos all i am doing is worth it in Christ...&lt;br /&gt;
Expecting the best, expecting forever&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Expecting God...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1312561284516691861-3231197371858621350?l=diaryofanigeriangal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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