I lived beyond the naked scars of yesterday's brutality, surviving the horrors of the shadows
of death. I was bowed down in afflictions, today I have been reborn with an expensive touch of God's overwhelming grace.
Some of my mates did not live to tell their stories, am so fortunate to tell the world about my rise from zero to hero. I had fainted so many times in despair, yet I stood up so tall, trampling upon the sands of greatness. Through the filth of failure, God pulled me up and skillfully decorated my life with honor.
The meadows of my heart are now clothed with happiness, all because God stilled the roaring of the storms of life. These are the echoes of a joyful heart.
FROM: BULUTUTU OZUAH
Well written by the great Bulututu Ozuah.
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Thanks so much my friend.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful story!!!
ReplyDeleteFrom: Martha Whitaker
Thanks my dear
ReplyDeleteYou are a good writer Mr Bulututu Ozuah
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Oprah, thanks so much.
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