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He Loves
Throughout the thirteen months of unusual, extraordinary, eventful journey from the antenatal pouch called womb, He was there with me because He loves
When hope was dwindling and conflicting prophesies about her unborn child were cacophonous in the ears of my mother, he was ever present and reassuring because He loves.
When the innocent toddler was engulfed in the conflagration that would have been considered too harsh for roasting a bull, and I was considered morbid in my state of helplessness and innocence, he sent his angels to nurse and nurture me back to life, simply because He loves
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