A boundary 

I crossed it

It's my mistake

I should have known better

Expected less

Trusted myself more

But how do I do that

The one before my eyes

Has collapsed my falls

I am vulnerable to you

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

How I wonder what you are

Up above the world so high 

Like a diamond in the sky.

Not my work just a poem I love as a kid.

Many people who are yet to surrender their lives to Christ think that they are enjoying life as they live in sin. For example, they think sleeping around is fun until they contract an incurable disease. A lot of them also think that it is okay to make money through any means, whether good or bad, until the wealth or possession they amass leads to their utter destruction. Being in Christ and living according to His word helps believers to live a lifestyle that protects them from many troubles. Those who are in Christ have access to information that will always give them hope and keep them safe.
 
Many unbelievers look like they are doing well judging by their lifestyle and appearance; however, in reality, they are suffering. Some of them cannot even sleep soundly because of the evil things they have done. Being in Christ gives you peace and removes fears about the future from your heart. A life without Christ is a life with no hope. Apostle Paul said in Ephesians 2:12:

That at that time ye were without Christ, being aliens from the commonwealth of Israel, and strangers from the covenants of promise, having no hope, and without God in the world:
 
It is because of Christ that believers are assured that no matter what challenges come their way, they will emerge victorious. Jesus said in John 16:33 that in this world, we will have tribulations, but we must be of good cheer because He has already overcome the world for us. Our hope is grounded in God’s promises and not just wishful thinking. When you read God’s promises in the Scriptures, they will stir up hope in you. For example, in Hebrews 13:5, He promised to never leave you nor forsake you. This means that no matter what you are going through, God is right there beside you. In Romans 8:28, He said that all things will work together for your good if you love Him and are called according to His purpose. Therefore, if you are a lover of Christ and are walking in His purpose for your life, no matter the challenges you might be facing, you will laugh last.
 
Beloved, I want you to rest assured that God is thinking about you, and His thoughts towards you are of peace, and not of evil, to bring you to an expected end (Jeremiah 29: 11). 
 

Some time your best friend may turn to be your enemy,so be careful 

Insatiable

You had the moon in your palms, yet you counted the stars, 

You had the ocean but you wanted the rivers. 

In your desperation and in your greed to convert what would never be yours, you let your insatiable desire consume you, too blinded by the irresistible allure of the unattainable to see what was slowly withering before your eyes. 

For you lost the moon while counting the stars and in chasing the rivers, you forgot your way to the ocean.....

A Bed Made Too Neatly

The sheets tucked tight

Norners sharp as silence

No warmth left behind

No body sinking the mattress

Only order

where there should have been rest

Do you want it?

I want it too

A substance of great want

Who can do without it?

Fate determines it

It's inevitable

But rather scarce

The wise pull through

Like an Eagle pick up 

Its prey

Live by it

And work towards it

It's worth dying for

There is great light

At the end of the tunnel.

Now I could relax 

Or so I thought

So much didn't make sense

Where was this place

And how did I end up here

Then

Something stood out

In the corner of my eye

A glimmer

I hope for salvation rose

A Voice Behind the Door

Unfulfilled desires 

Given a physical form 

They speak to me 

Begging to be let out 

But I refuse 

They would wreak havoc 

That's what they are designed for 

Desire can be freedom 

They can also be suffering

We don't belong here

It's bitter 

And it's painful

But it's true

No matter how deep the connections 

You're needed somewhere else 

Let go of this place

You're undervalued 

Go to where you're wanted

Where you are praised 

Mainly for being you

Day 2 in the year 2026.Lets be ambitious and focus on achieving greater things this year.

1. Firstly make sure that you are not financially Embarrassed....stay away from gambling.

A romance born from a life-saving moment between two people from vastly different worlds. 

--- please like and comment, it will encourage me to be fast to finish up the story 😀 

End With One Bullet

In a world overflowing with noise, explanations, and endless conclusions, there is quiet power in knowing when to stop. Sometimes, the most impactful message is not wrapped in paragraphs or softened with repetition; it is delivered with clarity, restraint, and intention.

To end with one bullet is to trust the reader. It is the art of saying enough, then stepping back. It signals confidence: confidence that the message has been made, confidence that the final point does not need decoration, and confidence that simplicity can speak louder than excess.

An ending like this does something remarkable. It slows the reader down. While many conclusions blur into summaries, a single bullet stands alone, clean, deliberate, impossible to ignore. It becomes the final echo, the thought that lingers after the words are gone.

This approach reflects a deeper life lesson. We often overexplain ourselves, overjustify our choices, and overstay situations that have already taught us what we needed to learn. But wisdom knows when to pause. Strength knows when to stop. Clarity knows that one well-placed truth is enough.

Ending with one bullet is not about less effort; it is about refined intention. It asks: What is the one thing that truly matters? When you identify it, everything else becomes optional.

And so, after all that has been said, all that has been felt, and all that has been considered, the message resolves into a single, unmistakable point:

Say what matters, then stop.

They were warm once

CHAPTER ONE- THE EDGE OF THE WASTELAND

It's the year 2035, the sun above the wasteland doesn't shine, it burns. Heat sits on my skin like a second layer, thick and angry. I've been scavenging this place for years, long enough that time feels like dust, long enough that I stopped counting, I don't feel much anymore. Just the emptiness pushing me forward. I dig through shattered metal and half buried ruins, searching for anything valuable; scrap, tech, anything rare enough to trade for another week of survival. 

Then I see it, a small golden cube, half covered in ash; smooth, perfect, untouched by decay. It doesn't belong here, nothing this beautiful survives in the Wasteland. I reach for it, the moment my fingers touch its surface, the ground shivers. A deep vibration rolls through the earth, it's not an explosion or machinery. A tremor? A warning? Behind me, someone yells, “Kai! Look at the horizon!” I turn, Divinium storm is forming, a wall of white-blue twisted into a violent spiral, spinning so fast the air screams. Storms like this don't appear here, not this close to the boundary, not without reason. I don't have time to think, I shove the golden cube into my bag and sprint towards the crawler, Dane’s already at the driver's seat, slamming the engine awake, “Move” he shouts. We tear across the sand as the storm chases us, swallowing the sky, it's faster than any storm I've seen, too fast, It's almost like it knows where we're going. 

Then something breaks through the swirling Divinium. A shape? A body? A monster? It hits the ground on all fours, claws carving into the earth, it's skin flickers like glittering light, a beast wolf made of storm and muscle. “Shit!” Dane fires, the others fire, the bullets pass through like the creature isn't fully here. I dig through my bag desperate for ammo, and my hand brushes the golden cube. A thought hits me. ‘Is it after this?’ The moment I touch the cube again. A pulse hits my chest from the inside, like something ancient just woke up in my bones, the air around us thunders, not a normal quake, not even a Divinium shockwave, it thumbs, like a heartbeat, the storm stops, the monsters freezes, flickers, and vanishes like a dying light. Silence falls so heavy it feels unreal, and then I see it, not in front of me, not outside, somewhere else. A heart, massive, floating in the darkness, not beating, suspended in some void I don't understand, then, BOOM, it beats once. I gasp and snap back to my body trembling. Whatever that was… it's only the beginning of something dangerous.

My wings, torn by my own hands lie before me while my back bleeds. 

And once more, I delude myself that this prison is my sanctuary, nursing these wounds that were not carved by others but by my own relentless hands yet scream for mercy as if the world owes me healing

 The Scar

The first snow of December came quietly to the town of Dunsworth. The flakes drifted lazily from the dark sky, settling on rooftops and fences until everything looked clean and peaceful, almost like the world had been reset. But that peace was a lie. Beneath the blanket of white, something was waiting.
In a small wooden house at the far end of Oakridge Street, ten-year-old Mara Ellison sat by her bedroom window. She loved the snow, how it sparkled under the moonlight, how it made the night look like a fairytale. Her mother had told her to go to bed hours ago, reminding her that Santa would only come if she slept early. But Mara couldn’t sleep. She kept hearing something outside.

Stuck on replay 

Running through the scenarios

Over and over

Remember you moment after moment

There was spark 

But you let it fizzle out 

Now there's nothing left

Except me in this moment

Hello everyone 👋 I am Bright and I am new here let engage with each other 

A hard reset

Disconnecting from everyone 

And everything 

Building walls around me

They protected me from the cold

But blocked out the sun

Left in isolation 

My greatest fear became reality 

I froze to death

What to do

There's nothing left

Absolutely nothing to do

All that's left

Remain home 

And hide under the covers

Everything else is just stress

What more can I do

What more is there

It's all mundane 

So close yet so far 

Isolation within a community 

A gap that can't be closed 

Each worried about themselves 

Forgetting those around them 

We have never been so close 

And we have never been this distance 

The irony what brought us together 

Pulled us apart

They are days we wish to forget

Moments that never existed

Our worst nightmares brought to reality

We are only human

We are at their mercy

So we must live with the despair

In moments that feel like eternity

It's an illusion

It's just a second

We can survive that

Shoes by the Window

I had long forgotten you 

You only existed in my memory 

My dear old friend 

Who abandoned my less for more 

I do hope it was worth it 

I am here on my lonesome 

Still picking up the broken pieces

TAINTED BLOODLINE 

CHAPTER SIX

On the other side of the city, in the most upscale neighborhood, an Omega walked in proudly into his luxurious home, exuding confidence.

“Grandma! I’m home!” Aurora called as she stepped in, her voice echoing through the grand halls.

“In here, Aurora!” Her Omega grandma’s warm voice responded from the large lounge, where walls were lined with bookshelves filled to brim.

Aurora wasted no time, rushing inside and wrapping her arms around the elderly woman. Her grandma let out a soft chuckle, her hands rubbing soothing circles on her back.

“Oh goddess, why is my darling so happy today?” she asked, kissing Aurora’s forehead.

“Guess who got the Russian project deal?” Aurora announced, standing tall with a proud smile.

Her grandma smiled widely. “Of course, my granddaughter would! Who else?”

“It’s me! I got the deal!” Aurora beamed, her smile bright.

Her grandma’s face softened with price. “I’m so proud of you, my girl. You are the best. Keep it up – and never bow to anyone. Not to any Alpha.

Aurora nodded firmly.

Speaking of Alphas… She crossed her arms and sighed dramatically. “Guess what your grandson did?”

Her grandma’s brows furrowed. “What did Rowan do this time?”

“He hired another Alpha!!” Aurora stated, her tone laced with disapproval.

The older Omega’s face turned cold. “He did not.”

“Oh he did,” Aurora confirmed, shaking her head.

Her grandma let out an exasperated sigh. “I’ll talk with him.”

“You better,” Aurora huffed, plopping onto the couch.

Just then, a deep voice called out from the entrance.

Rowan’s presence filled the house as he stepped inside.

From the kitchen, Renee, Rowan’s mate, hurried towards him, greeting him with a warm kiss.

Rowan smiled down at his lovely wife, affection clear in his eyes.

“Rowan!” Their grandma’s voice rang from the lounge.

Rowan glanced at Renee, who only smirked. “Your cousin has complaints about you hiring an Alpha.”

Rowan chuckled softly and shook his head. “Of course, he did.”

“I’ll be there, mama,” he called out before making his way into the lounge.

Renee sighed, watching him go. “This is nothing new in this house,” she muttered to herself before returning to the kitchen.

*****

Rowan sighed as he stepped into the lounge, immediately spotting Aurora standing behind their grandma with a smug smirk.

“I heard you hired an Alpha again,” she older omega said, her tone calm yet firm. Her sharp eyes bore into Rowan, demanding an explanation.

Rowan ran a hand through his hair, already exhausted from the inevitable argument. “Mama, he was the most qualified candidate. I can’t just reject someone based on –”

“Based on them being an Alpha?” his grandma interrupted, voice laced with disapproval. “That’s exactly why you should have rejected him.”

Aurora hummed, agreeing. “Seriously cousin. We’ve been over this whole thing. Why allow an Alpha into our company?”

Rowan exhaled sharply, trying to keep calm. “Because competence matters more than rank. If we refuse to work with Alphas at all, we are limiting ourselves.”

The older omega clicked her tongue, not impressed. “I raised you way better than this Rowan. We don’t need them and besides this family has survived and thrived without their kind.”

Rowan clenched his fists. “And yet, I’m standing here with you.”

A tense silence fell over the room.Aurora frowning but didn’t utter a word.

Grandma sighed, rubbing her temple. “You’re different.”

“No, I’m not,” Rowan said, voice calm but firm. “I’m an Alpha, just like the ones I hired. The only reason you accept me is because you had no choice.”

His grandma’s gaze darkened. “Don’t test my patience Rowan.”

Rowan shook his head. “I’m not even trying to. I just want you see reasons with me. Not every Alpha is a monster as you claim.”

Aurora scoffed. “Most of them are.”

Rowan turned to her. “Really? Where did you learn that, Aurora? Do you have an experience with one or you were just told?”

Aurora stiffened but didn’t answer. There was nothing to answer.

The older omega leaned back on her chair, unimpressed. “You are getting ahead of yourself, Rowan and being too blind.”

The tension in the room was enough to cut with a knife.

Aurora proud smirk was gone, and Grandma’s expression remained unreadable.

Rowan sighed. “Look, I won’t apologize for hiring the best for the job. But I will be the first to let him go, if he proves to be a problem. I promise.”

The older omega hummed then with a wave of her hand she said, “Fine Rowan, do whatever you want but don’t come back to me when it backfires.”

Rowan nodded and turned to leave.

As he passed Aurora, he muttered, “You don’t always have to be on her side, you know.”

Aurora scoffed. “And you don’t always have to play hero all the time.”

Rowan didn’t reply or look back as he walked away.

This wasn’t over.

*****

The tension at the dining table was thick, almost suffocating. Rowan sat stiffly, barely touching his food, while Aurora stole occasional glances at their grandma, who remained eerily silent. The weight of their earlier argument still lingered in the air, making the atmosphere uncomfortably heavy.

Renee, ever the peacemaker, finally sighed, setting down her cutlery. “Can we please eat like a family?” I’m so tired of these Omega-Alpha fights.” Her voice was exasperated but gentle. 

“We’re werewolves- we should be supporting each other, not tearing each other down.”

When no one responded, Renee sighed again. “Fine. No dessert for anyone today.” She turned to the butler and gestured for the tray of cakes and pastries be taken away.

Their reaction was immediate.

“NO!”

Three voices shouted in unison, breaking the silence in protest.

Aurora’s eyes widened as he pouted dramatically. “Sis. I love your desserts!”

Renee crossed his arms, unimpressed. “And what do we say when we make mistakes?”

The three of them-Rowan, Aurora, and their grandma- exchanged reluctant glances before muttering under their breathes, “I’m sorry.”

Renee raised an eyebrows. “Louder.”

They sighed in defeat and spoke in unison, “I’m sorry.”

She waved the butler back in, allowing the dessert to be served.

“Now, stop being grumpy and eat, “Renee warned, her tone leaving no room for argument.

They all obediently nodded, finally picking up their cutlery.

As the tension eased and conversation resumed, Renee couldn’t help but smile.

****

After dinner, Aurora settled next to her grandma on the large bed, the warmth of their familiar routine bringing him comfort. Her thoughts lingered on the Alpha Rowan had hired earlier that day.

“Grandma?” she called softly.

“Yes, Aurora?” her grandma responded, her voice gentle as she ran a hand through Aurora’s soft hair.

Aurora hesitated for a moment before speaking. “The Alpha that was hired today… he’s a bit… different.”

Her grandma frowned. “Different in what way?”

Aurora sat up slightly, resting her chin on his knee. “Well…he joined for errands job, which is usually done by Omegas. He never makes eye contact with me, and when I ask him a few questions, he…shivers.”

“Shivers?” her grandma repeated, confused.

“Yes! I swear, I saw it.” Aurora furrowed her brows, recalling the moment. “It was slight, but I know what I saw.”

Her grandma’s expression darkened slightly. “Are you sure he’s an Alpha? What kind of Alpha shivers before an Omega?”

“I don’t know… but he’s definitely an Alpha. A true-blood one at that,” Aurora admitted.

Her grandma scoffed. “There’s no way a true-blood would shiver. In fact, his inner wolf won’t allow such to happen.”

Aurora shrugged. “That’s what I saw.”

Her grandma exhaled sharply. “I think he’s acting, trying to appear weak to keep his job. They can’t be trusted, no matter what.”

She gave Aurora a pointed look. “Keep an eye on him. If he’s pretending, we’ll know soon enough.”

Aurora nodded, her grandma’s words reinforcing her own suspicions. The Alpha was too good to be true. No Alpha was ever this meek-especially not a true-blood one.

“Okay, grandma,” she agreed. “I’ll watch him closely.”

Her grandma patted her head before placing a small kiss on her forehead.

Aurora slid off the bed, stretching lazily. “Goodnight, grandma.”

As Aurora walked to her room, a sly smile tugged at her lips.

I’ll test you, Alpha. Let’s see how long you can keep up that innocent act of yours.

With that thought in mind, she slept off.

SCHOOL TODAY: SERIES 1: SEAT OF GLORY.

At this point,I look straight ahead of me with feigned interest in an object that really doesn't exist on the board. Lola touched me again and this time more of a rough touch. I responded with a funny and quizzical look that speaks more volumes of the sentence in my head " yes,how can I help you?" She fumbled with her hand and bears a confused or more frustrated look on her face as she tries to explain what we both know,that I know. Inside of me,I feel already avenged as the look on her confused face gave me the picture of a desperate person. "I have been talking to you all this while,shift! we want to sit" Lola finally pushed out her thoughts. Ooh you mean you want to sit here too? I asked like I am ignorant of her standing self and her flimsy purse.

" It's like something is wrong with you,shift jare, Prof. Mrs is already on her way here" Lola bursted out seriously. You won't be sitting here today because my three other seatmates are on their way too and the seat is fully booked for them. I calmly explained as I am enjoying the turn of events. The look on Lola's face changed to intense fury , fury of not having what she wanted, fury of not knowing how to respond to my unexpected calmness and my answer to her request. She calculated the amount of space on the long chair as her eyes moved about the area. At the same time, she wants to quickly get herself a seat as the class is already crowded and everyone is settled, awaiting the lecturer. As she insists on the seat I was sitting on, the other 'cool spots' are being occupied as students troop in and now the only seats available are at the back part of the class.

"So you mean this whole space is for three people that are not yet in class when we are already here,since" Lola finally spilled it out. Yes, the seat is for my friends and it doesn't matter who has been waiting for a while, they have booked the seat since I am here, I responded sharply. In disgust, Lola hissed and moved to find another seat at the far end of the class as the lecturer's presence became more close. Lola could not defend herself to take the seat because she had earlier done something awful to me in a recent class regards this seat issue.

On that Monday,we had a lecture slated for 8:00 am and failure to be in the class by exactly 8:00am means no entry. A minute lateness is an offence to Prof. Aromiwe. Although, I slept early on Sunday night, menstrual cramps denied me a good sleep and I woke up almost very late for the class. I had a quick body care and raced to the class. I got to class at exactly 8:00 am when the door to the lecture room was just about to be shut; I narrowly escaped. At a quick look, I sighted a 'cool spot' where I can easily access the lecturer with just three people on a long chair. I hurriedly joined the seat with two other ladies as the long chair can accommodate 7-8 people, conveniently. The lecturer is already in class and failure to smartly manage oneself means an automatic tour of no return to the outside class.

Already occupying this chair is Lola and her two friends and we other three motioned to sit while Lola charged at us irritated "we are already complete in this seat, the last person is almost here". Each one of us three surprisingly said "Argh" to express our shock as it is a critical moment when even our 'arch enemy' should be patient and nice enough to accommodate us at least,for the moment, or Prof. Aromiwe will not hesitate to throw us out. I made that pleading eyes and rubbed my palms as a signal of 'please' let us sit just this once to Lola and her friends. In response, Lola put her purse on the space meant for other students to sit; to further inform us that we are not allowed on that seat. It is a general knowledge in English class that nobody is allowed in Prof. Aromiwe's class by anything past 8'o clock in the morning so why is Lola expecting her 'never coming seat mate'.

Prof Aromiwe saw us three stuck there and he had the idea that we are noise makers or class disturbers, he asked us to go to the far end of the lecture hall and face the wall. For the entire duration of the class,we stood facing the wall, opposite the class.

The perfect chance to teach Lola the lesson she needs came and I seized it perfectly. As the lecturer strolled in to the class, I beckoned on new entries into the class to come have their golden opportunity of the cool spot,in the fore front of the class where they can access the class, actively. As they sat in total appreciation, I glanced through the class to the end of the hall where Lola and her friend are barely sitting with no table,I mouthed the word 'sorry oh' which means more of 'that serves you right for being wicked'.

It's a common trope

Almost comical

But it's makes you wonder

If what they say is true

Is there really beauty in darkness

And if there was

Should we seek it out

Or leave it be

It was quite bold

There were cracks

But that's all they were

So I didn't notice

They grew

Day after day

Inch by inch

Until I could no longer ignore it

Would I break it down

Or block it out

Doubting God mean you are about to loose a miracle.

Never doubt God, the God of all flesh, because there is absolutely nothing impossible for him.

Another evolution 

We are physical 

Moving to the meta physical 

Our growth

It's beautiful and scary

I wonder where it will lead

SEE POSSIBILITIES, NOT PROBLEMS: THE MINDSET THAT TRANSFORMS EVERYTHING

Life is full of unexpected turns—some pleasant, some painful, some confusing. Yet the difference between people who rise and those who remain stuck is not the number of problems they face but the perspective they choose.

Two people can encounter the same setback:
one sees a roadblock, the other sees a roadmap.
One sees failure, the other sees a lesson.
One gives up, the other gets creative.

To see possibilities, not problems, is to train your mind to look beyond the surface, to recognize that every challenge carries a seed of opportunity hidden within it.

THE PROBLEM IS NOT THE PROBLEM — YOUR VIEW IS

Every situation has two sides:
the side that threatens you and the side that teaches or elevates you.

Where you focus determines what you experience.

Look at the famous parable of the farmer whose horse ran away. His neighbors cried, “What a terrible problem!” But the farmer simply said, “Maybe.” The horse returned with three stallions. They said, “How blessed you are!” Again, he replied, “Maybe.” When his son broke his leg, it was a problem. When the army skipped the son because of that same broken leg, it became a blessing.

Perspective changes everything.
What you call a problem today may become the protection or promotion you needed.

THE POWER OF POSSIBILITY THINKING

Possibility thinkers ask different questions:

• What is this challenge trying to show me?

• What new path is being opened?

• How can I grow or innovate here?

This shift in thinking is what turns ordinary people into resilient, forward-moving achievers.

Consider Thomas Edison. When he attempted to invent the electric bulb, he “failed” over 10,000 times. But when asked about those failures, he said:

“I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.”

That statement reflects a mind trained to see possibilities in every disappointment.

REAL STORIES THAT PROVE IT

1. The Coffee Shop Miracle — When a Closed Door Leads to a Better One

A young woman saved for years to open her dream coffee shop. After finally securing a space, the landlord canceled at the last minute. Heartbroken, she almost gave up.

But a small voice in her heart said, Try again.

Weeks later, she found a corner space near a busy tech hub. The rent was higher, but the traffic was far better. Within a year, her shop became a community favorite.

She later said:

“Losing the first space felt like a disaster, but it turned out to be God’s way of upgrading me.”

What looked like a problem was actually a setup for success.

2. Jack Ma — When Rejection Becomes Redirection

Before founding Alibaba, Jack Ma faced more rejections than most people could endure. Harvard rejected him 10 times. He applied for a job at KFC along with 24 others; 23 were hired—he was the only one rejected.

Instead of drowning in discouragement, he said:

“Every rejection gives me motivation.”

Those “problems” pushed him into purpose.
Today, he is one of the world’s most influential entrepreneurs.

3. The Missed Flight That Saved a Life

A businessman once missed a flight due to traffic. He was furious—he had a major meeting and felt everything was ruined.

Two hours later, the plane he was supposed to board crashed.

In tears, he said:

“What I thought was a problem was actually protection.”

Sometimes, the delay you complain about is the delay that saves you.

WHEN YOU SHIFT YOUR VIEW, YOU SHIFT YOUR LIFE

Problems are not walls; they are signals.
Signals to adjust.
Signals to innovate.
Signals to grow.

Problems push you to become more creative, more resilient, and more adaptable.
They stretch your mind, expand your capacity, and strengthen your spirit.

Faith plays a huge role here.
Faith says:

• There is more to this situation than I can see.

• God has a plan even in the confusion.

• This challenge will not break me; it will build me.

The Bible says:

“With God, nothing shall be impossible.” — Luke 1:37

Possibility thinking is rooted in that truth.

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR MIND TO SEE POSSIBILITIES

Here are simple but powerful steps:

1. Pause Before Reacting

Your first reaction is often fear. But the truth comes in the pause.

2. Change Your Inner Conversation

Instead of “Why me?” ask “What next?”

3. Focus on What You Can Control

Possibility thinkers act where they can and surrender what they can’t.

4. Break Problems Into Smaller Solutions

Every mountain is climbed one step at a time.

5. Surround Yourself With Growth-Minded People

Your environment shapes your vision.

QUOTES TO REINFORCE THIS MINDSET

Use these as affirmations:

• “Inside every difficulty lies opportunity.” — Albert Einstein

• “A problem is a chance for you to do your best.” — Duke Ellington

• “When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.” — Wayne Dyer

• “Smooth seas do not make skillful sailors.” — African Proverb

• “Challenges are gifts that force us to grow.” — Oprah Winfrey

FINAL THOUGHT: POSSIBILITY IS A CHOICE

Every day, life will present you with challenges, delays, disappointments, or unexpected turns.
But you alone decide whether these moments will weaken you or shape you.

You can see:

• Problems that frustrate you
  or

• Possibilities that elevate you

The moment you choose possibility, everything changes:
your attitude, your creativity, your strength, your future.

Because the truth is simple and powerful:

The problem is not the end — it is the beginning of something greater.
If only you choose to see it.

The birth of pride

Raised by ego

The focus on achievement 

Not on achieving

Eventually it fades away

Everything does

Nothing lasts forever

Live every moment 

Like it's your last

It might as well be

 INTRODUCTION

Life is filled with challenges, trials, and weaknesses that often overwhelm us. Yet, as believers, we are not left without help. The Throne of Grace is God’s provision for His children, a place where mercy and power flow freely. Hebrews 4:16 declares: “Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.”

This throne is not distant or unreachable, it is available through Christ, our High Priest.

WHAT IS THE THRONE OF GRACE?

The Throne of Grace is a spiritual reality where God dispenses His mercy and help to those who seek Him. It is not a physical seat but a place of divine authority and compassion. At this throne:

Sins are forgiven.

Weaknesses are strengthened.

Prayers are answered.

BENEFITS OF THE THRONE OF GRACE

1. Mercy and Forgiveness

No matter how deep our sin, God’s mercy is greater. At the throne, we find cleansing and restoration.

2. Strength for Daily Living

Grace empowers us to overcome temptations, trials, and burdens that would otherwise defeat us.

3. Wisdom and Direction

God grants divine wisdom and guidance to those who seek Him sincerely. James 1:5 says, “If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you.”

4. Peace and Assurance

The throne provides comfort in times of anxiety. Philippians 4:7 promises, “The peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”

HOW TO APPROACH THE THRONE OF GRACE?

Through Prayer – Sincere, humble prayer brings us into God’s presence.

Through Faith – We must believe that Christ’s sacrifice gives us access to God.

Through Obedience – A life aligned with God’s Word ensures that we remain close to His throne.

Through Worship – Worship opens our hearts to receive from Him.

THE THRONE OF GRACE IN DAILY LIFE

The throne is not just for emergencies. It is where we receive strength for everyday struggles, whether spiritual battles, family needs, or emotional burdens. God invites us to approach boldly, not timidly, because we are His children.

CONCLUSION

The Throne of Grace is a daily invitation from God to receive mercy, help, and strength. Without it, life becomes unbearable, but with it, we walk in constant victory. Never hesitate to draw near, for God’s throne is always open to His children.

We all have our own pace

It's easy to get faked out

To get worried

We look around

And what do we see

Everyone else

Ahead of us

Marely an illusion 

We have our own pace

It'll come

In its own time

We just have to wait