Early in life as I tried to find my way, I decided to apply for a job as a bank teller. I’m not quite sure what possessed me to think that I would do well as a bank teller. You see, when I was in 5th grade, I had to take extra math classes over the summer break to pass into 6th grade. Nevertheless, I bravely took the plunge and passed the entrance exam and became an official bank teller.
It’s now my turn to serve the world around me with that same unchanging love, even if to them I’m mnyamuhanga.
I’ve been spending the past few weeks revising our book, “No Retreat-No Regrets.” It was first published in 2010, but
It seems that this life that we have chosen, that many have chosen before us, never comes with any “fine print” to read. There is no full disclosure, no rigid job description, nor is there any guarantee of what this world would consider to be success.
I suppose I can do this.
My thoughts exactly when I first tried to make mayonnaise.
Psalm 119:2 LB “Happy are all who search for God and always do His will.”
In the Kingdom of God, the way to success leads us in directions that often run crossgrain to what society popularizes.
The meaning of the hashtag finally had dawned on the horizon of my understanding. The humble hashtag, when followed by a word or several words connected without spaces, is meant to connect people to the subject at hand and communicate a short truth such as #thestruggleisreal.
The Honor of Dishonor — Read on shoutout.wix.com/so/4MFkfgRC
We are required to put a little “sweat equity” into this walk of faith. Sometimes this journey is harrowing, fraught with impossibilities – but that’s where God comes in.