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Today I felt my weakness so deeply more than ever. I am only just a man, a man full of dreams, I can't seem to find any help to rescue me for   the impossible visited me. My vulnerability overwhelmed me. I looked at the world as it unfolds before me. I can't fully understand all the happenings for my understanding is not yet sufficient but I felt the surge of emptiness of it all within me. I can't help myself because of my unknowing. In an uncanny way, everything has changed revealing only that which my heart cannot describe or decipher. I know the pain of my brokenness. The sound of hopelessness engulfed my being. Where do I begin, how do I start again. Only the spirit knows what the heart desires, and how to nurture and strengthen it. The impossible didn't know that I'm possible. And now the sleeping giant awakens for the problem of the problem is the problem. The whole trouble is now in trouble for the hornet nest is stirred. Inner strength is resurrected and the void and emptiness are finally filled with unimaginable force of will to drive and to do the impossible, making it positively possible. Finally the man of the earth now became the man of God. ©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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Sep 1, 2018
Sep 1, 2018 at 5:51 PM UTC
THE GIANT AWAKES
Today I felt my weakness so deeply more than ever. I am only just a man, a man full of dreams, I can't seem to find any help to rescue me for   the impossible visited me. My vulnerability overwhelmed me. I looked at the world as it unfolds before me. I can't fully understand all the happenings for my understanding is not yet sufficient but I felt the surge of emptiness of it all within me. I can't help myself because of my unknowing. In an uncanny way, everything has changed revealing only that which my heart cannot describe or decipher. I know the pain of my brokenness. The sound of hopelessness engulfed my being. Where do I begin, how do I start again. Only the spirit knows what the heart desires, and how to nurture and strengthen it. The impossible didn't know that I'm possible. And now the sleeping giant awakens for the problem of the problem is the problem. The whole trouble is now in trouble for the hornet nest is stirred. Inner strength is resurrected and the void and emptiness are finally filled with unimaginable force of will to drive and to do the impossible, making it positively possible. Finally the man of the earth now became the man of God. ©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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Sep 1, 2018
Sep 1, 2018 at 5:51 PM UTC
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