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 I finally started it. The blog that I have been telling myself about for years now finally exists. 

I hesitated for a long time, because I was afraid. I craved outside validation more than what GOD was telling me. It’s rather silly how in your mind you can be without even realising it, and all the many opportunities that pass you by as you sit in the house that is surrounded by nothing that serves you anymore. I’m speaking to myself too.

I’m excited, I’m nervous, I’m confident more than anything that this is the beginning of something that will be extremely righteous. Not just for me, but for anyone that takes the time to read my words and move into the new house that I am building. 



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