and turned my back on God. On the other side of things, there have been times where all I did in the midst of a storm was cling onto Him. When the going gets tough, where do you fall?
and turned my back on God. On the other side of things, there have been times where all I did in the midst of a storm was cling onto Him. When the going gets tough, where do you fall?
nostalgia is everywhere. I would be lying if I said that in the recent months I’ve been suddenly compelled to comb through old yearbooks, photo albums, and even look up childhood friends. It is incredibly easy to get caught up in nostalgia, but snapping out of that yearning mentality is the opposite of that. Reminding yourself that you’re ultimately wasting the time you have in this moment, by focusing on your past, is easier said than done.
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Everyone knows I have a full head of curls that I sometimes have a love and hate relationship with. I find it very hard to maintain so I tend to wear a lot of wigs to cover up my natural hair. So recently I decided to suck up my pride and figure out a way to manage my hair. I started researching curly hair products and came across the company Deva Curl and instantly fall in love and decided to try out there products and see how their products would work for my hair and let me tell you their products are god sent. below you will find out about the products that they sent me.
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A man of few words he let his actions speak, he saw her in ways others could only fathom and he gave light to her greatness. But she begged for those words, just 3 simple words was all she needed to hear to confirm what she
already knew. Yet he dared not address them, you see those words have shifted his world too many times. The quiet submission of those words relinquished him to be easily broken at her whim. When he held her in his eyes she felt every syllable but heard not. She could see the passion barreling from his pupils, yet the silence that echoed seemed to be uncomfortable for her assurance of his heart. She needed those words from a man whose voice had grown meek, but his gestures quite opposite. To him talk was cheap and life had shown him that what you do and don’t do reflects the heart. But for her his actions began to play second fiddle to the desires of her inner ear that needed to hear him confirm what he has shown, confirm what she had seen and felt. He was a man yet he began to lose value over 3 simple words that held great power and also great pain as he had learned in past passions of purpose. He loved her but he knew uttering those words meant losing himself again after he worked so hard to find who he was. The ball seemed to be in his court, and despite his Jordan-esqe effort the game seemed to be on the line and he had one last shot. What would you choose if in his shoes? He gave her the world what more did he have to prove? It seemed these 3 words held him captive yet again and diminished his efforts, the only way he could win is if he was willing to lose.
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