Laz writes

You know what faith entails, faith also entails stopping praying for it and starting to execute with what you have. Faith also entails stepping out even when the path is not clear. When doubt is trying to win, but because you don't walk in the flesh you don't let it win. Stepping out nevertheless because you're a carrier of God. Starting with what you have and believing God for a miracle and a multiplication. You can't dwell in the ordinary and normalcy and expect extra ordinary. Comfort zone is the enemy of progress because therein there's no progress.

The mighty men of David
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I was reading the Bible then I came across this story talking about the 3 mighty men of David in 2Samm 23. What caught my eyes is these two men, Eliezer son of Dodo and Shammah. In their CV I know they would quote this, that at a time Eliezer and his fellow soldiers went to battle against the Philistines and everyone ran away, bro was left alone and he fought and killed them single handedly until the sword became one with his hand. He was weary but he couldn't stop. Same way as Shammah, everyone ran away but He stood his ground. Their stories are two separate occasions, but same outcome. God stood with them when everyone ran away.

As long as you're running the right course and you're sure of God's approval, stand your ground, you can't die there. Stop complaining about every other person who ran away. We couldn't know about Shammah standing alone to protect a lentil piece of land if his partners didn't leave him. May be we could not have heard about Eliezer if the other soldiers had not ran away. God is looking for a ready vessel. It doesn't matter who you're, or where you come from, the courage to stand your ground is what matters. He will receive the glory and you will be established. Stop complaining , stop excuses. You, yes you🫵, you're the man for the job.

*Whispers from Mwinyi Ali Café*

Part 11

~~ Lessons and Resolutions ~~

Days turned into weeks, and the ache in Liam’s heart gradually began to transform; not into joy, but into something deeper: understanding. First he began by forgiving Zuri and then understanding her choice because he knew, he had to.

He sat quietly at his table one evening, the same spot where he used to write love notes, poetry, and school assignments. This time, he opened a fresh document and titled it *“What Love Taught Me”*. He decided to write; not to forget Zuri, but to understand the journey they had walked together.

Six months of prayer, love, joy, struggle, confusion, and later heartbreak could not be buried in silence. Writing became his balm. With every word, he emptied pain and poured healing. He reflected on what he had learnt: patience, surrender, letting go, and holding onto God when everything else fails.

He wrote about love, not just the romantic kind; but love that chooses to forgive, love that matures through loss, and love that doesn't end when a chapter does.

By the time he typed the final sentence, Liam wasn’t the same. He wasn’t fully healed, but he was no longer broken. His heart still remembered, but now it also hoped that one day, probably one day he'd find a person that understood him and loved him the way God had willed. A person he'd walk into destiny with. A person who would be ready to help him fight the battles of Elohim willingly, one who would embrace the process and the project.

He hoped that when finally another Zuri comes would stay forever. But until then, he vowed to work on every loophole that send her away and build himself for what he prayed for. He summoned all his nerves to work. For the years he had to, he didn't know but he'd have to, even if it was 3,5,10.. he was ready for the price.

With a silent prayer, he closed his laptop, stood up, and whispered to the night,
"Some stories don’t end in together, but they still end in growth."

***** The End ******