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Hi, 


I’ve a few thoughts to share❤️


In the journey of finding, understanding and becoming the full version of self, sometimes you get lost contrary to the very aim of starting the journey. 


Other times you take a PAUSE because the journey in itself is like climbing up a hill with unending stairs. Stairs that distances you from the very top where you want nothing more than to stand tall and proud because you did it, you endured it all. Those times are okay too. It’s absolutely alright to pause, you pause to play not stop. 


Maybe you’ve attained the height for which you once set, that’s wonderful, you deserve your flowers. But my dear, there’s more! More to be seen, done, heard and savored. Like my friend Pelumi says, “The best is yet to come” So, Take your rest and press on!


Don’t know where or what to next, need a sense of direction? fret not, there’s one who who knows the way and points it. You need only just ask Him, you need ask Jesus, that’s what I do.


Yours in progress, 

Ifedolapo 

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  1. Toba IgedeMay 4, 2024 at 7:15 PM

    Thanks, this is inspiring, Jesus knows all

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  2. Just don't knowMay 5, 2024 at 7:44 AM

    A wonderful piece as always great

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  3. AnonymousMay 6, 2024 at 11:38 AM

    ❤️

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  4. Just don't knowMay 19, 2024 at 8:15 PM

    Came here looking for a new piece you wrote, and was a little sad so I re-read this and it was a good read at this point, might say I needed it

    But hoping for a new one this week

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