As I came back from school on that faithful afternoon, I was so tired, hungry and weak. I sat beside my late grandma as she slept on her bed, and I told her grandma, E bin pa mi, she looked @ me and smiled, she then pointed to the kulikuli on the cupboard. As I drank my garri & Kulikuli with joy, I told her I will need to restafter the meal. My grandma sat on her bed and taught me a great lesson about life. She said, no matter how hard, difficult or terrible the challenges U face in life, dont ever think of Rest., a true soldier doesnt have rest in his/her dictionary She concluded and said, Death is the best form of Rest and dont think of Rest till the battle is over. Sincerely, the last 4months have been hard, difficult and perhaps terrible. Now, Im really thinking of Rest. Lord, if it were to be possible, let this cup pass over me, nevertheless not as I will, but thy will be done. Hopefully, I will survive and have a great testimony.
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 12:54:01 +0000
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