The voice in me

Do everything without complaining or arguing.  Philippians 2:14.

I pray that God gives me the grace to hold myself together. The patience to endure what life offers and love that overcomes all.

Where ever I find myself, home, work, church, social gatherings,  may I choose to live peacefully with all man. Nomatter how hard it is.

Been one of those trying moments, but I tell myself ‘kulungile baba ‘. Trying hard not to find reasons.  But it’s really hard. Holding back the tears but the knife has already struck my heart. I can’t pretend not to feel the pain, but my lips ought to remain clean. But my heart is screaming, the rage is brewing from within,  suppressed by the spirit man trying to obey God.

Oh how I wish I could just speak and not be worried about any repercussions. A space to say what I feel and not be told it’s being faithless.  To let my heart rest of this internal turmoil

But it’s fine,  the narrow road is what we chose and this is what we will face.