DON’T MAKE THE MISTAKE I MADE BY THINKING PEOPLE THINK THE WAY YOU THINK.

I was a giving messiah: A father christmas, giving until I have nothing left. It was a feeling deep within to do that and I hoped for nothing in return. I wanted to see people happy and healthy through the personal trait of generosity that I aquired on a very young age, and because of the place of poverty I grew up within.

Yet one day things happened and I lost everything and no one was around! Like ‘Job’ I had to shave my head and say naked I came and naked thither I will return. I bleeded to people whom didn’t cut me.

I ended up asking money from people whom I even hardly known. The painful sores thought it not robbery to make a permanent vacation on the skin that was once praised supernaturally.

A laughing stock of all the nation I became. Misery behold and incline to my daughter. The process of learning the hard way that in this world you’re alone. If you have never been mocked by those you once shared bread with, nothing will you know about people.

Bare in mind I do not say do not give but be alert! In this life we die for our gifts and talents, some of the things that we give or gave hand to hand are they that destroyed our destinies. Our own families and familiar friends.

May God hide us from the hands and weapons of the wicked seen and unseen, may the herbs aligned to destroy our futures be dried out in Jesus mighty precious name.