Poverty, a blessing in disguise. 


Sometimes, I wish I was poor or lacked some basic needs. Maybe, not so poor maybe things shouldn’t be so easy to get. Don’t get me wrong here. I am extremely grateful for where the Lord has brought me thus far and I know He is taking me higher. Amen.
I have read books. I have read a book ,in particular, in which the setting was of a poor family. They were all happy and enjoyed their own company. They enjoyed each moment and savoured the goodness it contained. During festive periods like this, they had a chicken lap for Christmas dinner and with the way the writer described their happiness, it was simply glorious. You know when you read those books written by people who have the descriptive power. They paint pictures so vivid as if you were there and partaking in the activity. This book is an example…

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