Year 25 already?

My biggest plan for twenty five was that I’ll have written a memoir by now. But here I am, just a girl who God has helped, a girl whose plans God has discarded for his.

I’m forever indebted to God, each time I look at my life in the past one year, I know God is still the one with the best plans.

I moved from someone without clarity, to God making me see that he has ordered my steps. Every decision I’ve made, by him, I’ve been able to say it adds up.

I want to scream, half the time, at the top of my voice. I want to say LOOK AT WHAT HE HAS DONE WITH MY LIFE.

When I got on a call that reminded me of my conversations of doubts, anxiety, a sprinkle of spirituality etc. I loved that the caller ended with, “year 24 proved you’re better, you’ve grown and it’s beautiful to see you grow.”

It’s greater that God has allowed me to. No glory belongs to me. Nothing I will do can repay the testimony of God’s goodness in my life.

How he proves to me that what he has entrusted in my hands, I had gone through experiences that have built my capacity. (I write this in remembrance of the word I was given at RBC 2022)

At the point, life was slow. I thought I knew what was best for me. But nobody can really know, we just really try, but God knows what is best. Everytime, I want to make a plan now, I’ve seen that making it with God is better than leaning on your own understanding.

God is good and that is my testimony for 24.

It’s time to do Year 25 with God again.