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After a long day of listening to banter from an angry friend about her failed marriage, I needed some color, something to brighten the damp mood.

Walking through the streets and markets in search for materials for the next project, I came across these colorful cows. Are they? I do not know, but I guess they are cows.

Their brilliance paled all the gloom in and around me. Oh what splash of color this was! It was the remedy I had been looking for.

Looking at them for what seemed like eternity, I forgot why I had come to this market. The words inscribed in English explained what I needed to feel within me.

It was a great scene to close the day with.




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Every Tuesday, Jacqueline invites us to share our inspirational thoughts though her thinking corner. It may be late this time, but better late than never.

  • Learn to be thankful for what lies in your reach for many can barely access them. Except to dream about them.
  • Life is likened to a bed of roses. With that sweet fragrance lies a few horns here and there. You must contend with these if your bed is to keep smelling great. How well you fare determines the life you will live.
  • Gratitude is medicine to my soul. An ungrateful soul is a bitter one.


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The pain was intense,
The shame was beyond fathoming,
She had given her all but got nothing in return,
except for a broken heart and shattered dreams.

She had become dysfunctional.
Even though her children needed her,
Her emotions were scattered
So could not offer them anything
for you can’t give what you do not have.
Her work was also suffering immensely.

Looking back,
She wondered why she had given the reins of her life to a human,
To man to take wherever they pleased.
She had taken her eyes off the one being that loved her truly
With the thought that she had it all under control.

There was no concealing the pain,
Nothing would cover up the hurt,
Not even the damage.

Retracing her footsteps,
To where it all begun,
She fell at His feet,
Giving Him her pain and rejection,
For the mercy and joy He had to offer.

No longer did she feel empty,
manipulated or misunderstood,
He had filled the void in her heart.
She did not have to conceal anything,
For with Him, she had nothing to hide.

That is the assurance I find,
In serving the King of kings
The only being I know that is risen from the dead.
He lives and completes whoever comes to Him.

Posted for Daily Post – Conceal


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Jittery would be an under statement, this guy was literally flipping over at every second. He paced the floor, checked his watch, and looked through the window.

“What is going on here,” I asked myself.

Then she arrived. A tall, beautiful girl in her mid twenties.

He seemed to jump up at the sight of her. With half a smile, half relief all over his face, he opened the door for her.

I sat and waited for the story to unfold, something to give me a clear explanation for this edge.

Then the introductions started,

“Mum, this is my friend Melody.”

“Melody, this is my mother.”

“Pleased to meet you, Melody.”

“Hello ma’am.”

“Take a seat my dear, I guess we can now sit down for lunch.”

The meal passed on with a pregnant silence. Stolen glances told me that my son was fighting with his emotions and words. I was waiting for this beautiful day to unfold.

Putting away the dishes, Melody offered to help but I brushed her off, telling her to relax.

Moving back to the living room, Renee gets a little deeper into the introductions. I finally meet my soon-to-be daughter-in-law. What a great way to crown the day.

At last, I had a great answer for all the edginess.

Posted for Daily Post – Edge


From conception, you have been given a mantle or the responsibility to nurture a soul. The things that you do during that pregnancy shall definitely affect him or her. Upon delivery, that little one shall watch everyone of your steps. In so doing, they will form their character.

What footsteps are you leaving for your little miracle? You have the choice to poison them with your bitterness or look out for them and shield them from your frustrations.

You may expose them to all the nasty actions that you are involved in or allow them to grow into their own person as you shed a bright and pure light for them.

The choice is entirely in your hands. I hope you do right by them.

Posted for Daily Post – Footsteps