My Real Fear
Wow!!!
This is a part of me I really don’t like sharing, most
people even say nobody cares so why share!!
Let me help somebody out there solve an issue with my story.
Trust me my real fear was not failure, poverty or the normal
stories we hear everywhere,
My real fear is the word “LOVE”,
growing up I never really had a close friend you want to know why that’s a
story for another day. Hmmmmm even till now I don’t have that close friend but
trust me the scar is still there, the pain is gone tho.
Growing up left me so many scars
that am yet to recover from, each day reminds me of a story but its well. I don’t
want to share sad stories here moving on; Love never meant anything to me until
now hollup guys I’m not saying I’ve fallen in love oooo. Forget 1 Corinthians 13
because that’s the first passage people read when we talk about Love.
My Fear led me to knowing why that
can be my fear and I discovered somethings that I would be sharing now:
1. Unforgiveness
- Why do I have to carry much load and not forgive those who hurt me? But
wait!! The Scar, The Scar reminds me so much of the pain and it gives me a
strong reason to hate and chase anything called Love.
“You can have the scar, you don’t have to feel the pain”-Pastor Sam Adeyemi
But trust me I am
paying dearly for my decisions, I forgot that I was just punishing myself.
Why am I carrying the load my heavenly Father has already carried?
Why am I fighting the battle that my Father already fought?
The healing
process was crazy for me; it was like I was possessed with an evil spirit, I fought
it like it was World war II trust me it wasn’t easy oooooo. I have to let go…..
Let me breathe…
To be continued next week

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