The love of my life

Is Christ

Jesus Christ

In my daily encounters of meeting strangers, today a Sunday, December the 6th in 2015 stood out the most for me.

I met a very interesting lady, well almost all my encounters are all very unique and special to my heart, each in their own ways. Most of the time, it is never a coincidence that i meet a fellow stranger and we talk about our lives.. Most important of all, God is always at the center of my life when i meet such people- and they bring joy and answers to my life

Answers..that i was always seeking out from Jesus.

HE knows…and He sends people into my life, for a specific reason.

Deep in my heart i want to cry out to thank Jesus..

For His constant protection and answering all the burning questions i have within my heart.

Yes, God always works in mysterious ways. We, as human beings can never make sense of what we know, only our hearts know the answer.

I feel His love, each time He speaks to me in ways that surprises me, in His little ways.

If you asked me, to whom do i give my heart, soul, mind and divinity to, my answer is Jesus.

Jesus has always been my answer to everything…

My past, My present and My future…

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Love one another, as i have loved you

Nothing can separate us from God’s Love- (Romans 8:31-39)






Part 1- Making a difference

Making a difference
in this life of ours

“Be not afraid,” was what Jesus says very often. To live in fear is a horrible feeling, and I know how it feels like. Fear, is also the opposite of Love.

“Make the most of what you have, with what little you have. Everyday is a new day, live life to the fullest, ” were the words I once told myself. Growing up during my teenage years were the most challenging. I experienced heartaches, disappointments, and the most painful of all – the betrayal of a human heart. I learnt that to protect myself, I need not be true to the other.

Because I was hurt, I decided to take life easily, to seek freedom, and to do the things that I wanted. Because being good and obedient doesn’t take me to places, and so I rebelled. Doing things to spite another, out of hate, out of love. I didn’t even know what love means anymore. So I went from people to people, and places to places, searching for this ‘antidote’ to fill the void within.

Thank God I’m a fighter, and didn’t give up easily. And so my journey continued in searching, and seeking…till this restless heart could take it no longer.

Stay tuned forĀ Part 2: Following the call

Love, Amelia
Aspiring Writer & Artist

First published on 9th November 2015