Welcome back to The 29th Series! Be sure to catch up on previous episodes ✨
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There I was
There I was, on my knees
soaked in tears, lost in pain.
There I was, so ashamed,
so afraid and filled with guilt.
Then He came, and He touched me,
He said, “don’t cry anymore.”
He came, He touched me
And He said, “don’t cry anymore, cause you’ve been saved.
You’re brand new, your past is gone forever.
Because you’ve been saved.”
I write because I’m happy.
I write because I’m free.
His eyes are on the sparrow,
and I know He watches over me.🕊
Today being Thursday calls for a Throwback. A throwback to when this series began. Don’t you think?
I don’t even remember how the morning started on that day, 29th May, 2020. But what I remember was there was a usual program something on this WhatsApp group I was on. Where a message was shared and then I normally just read and pray the prayers underneath if there were any.
So that day I didn’t follow up with the message when it was currently going on because I was busy with something if I recall well. So when I was done I decided to read the message since I couldn’t follow up when it was still ongoing.
I honestly don’t remember the topic or even what the message was about. The only text I remember reading was the one that said if you’re not yet born again and you want to give your life to Him message me or… privately. (That wasn’t how it was written exactly but it was sha like an altar call or rather text lol.)
And then I was like let me do it. I don’t even know why I decided to but I sha said let me text the man.
I felt like it was a personal something and I needed my privacy, so I went into my bathroom and started texting the man that preached that day. I suddenly felt so emotional, crying as I sent him a text. Don’t even remember exactly what I said, just bits of it.
And so he replied, asked if he could call me. I agreed sha even though I don’t like calls that much lol. I left my bathroom and went to my brother’s empty room cause he was busy watching tv in the parlor.
The next minutes were a bit blurry. I remember talking to him for a while, still sniffing in my catarrh. And then when the actual event started, the tears took on a whole level. Like my shirt was literally soaked, I had to change later on.
I don’t even know why I started crying, why I was still crying and why I couldn’t stop crying. And then trying to hold in my tears so I could speak clearly, I said the confession after him, with all my heart, meaning every word.
I felt relieved. I felt free. I felt peace. Like lemme just die now and go to heaven to meet Him😂. If staying on earth here I’m feeling this level of peace with Him, let me just go and join Him immediately ni, no need to waste time lol.
And so that was how He came and touched me and after a while later the tears eventually stopped. But hey, they were no longer tears of pain or regret or whatever it was earlier. They were of relief, freedom and peace really. I’m sure if I could sell every drop of tear that was shed that night, I’d be a millionaire by now.
And so, There I was, before He came.
Where were you before He came?
HAPPY FIVE-MONTH ANNIVERSARY TO US✨🥺🕊
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