I suddenly remembered,
how hard she cried on my shoulders that my pullover became wet with her tears.
How vulnerable she became after that slain..

And how scary it was, of how vigorous she trembled when she was prayed over by P. Benj, and even before she was being prayed over..

And when the news broke out to us that she was stepping down and moving on; and she was stepping up to replace her, hoping that she was not to be just a shadow of her but being unique in her own self..

And that she was on the verge of committing suicide but held back, and quickly got back up again because she felt the love of God in her..

And that she all along was being the mediator for her divorced parents, that she held on with God's promises in hope for a better future that He already planned for her.

And she, after being repeatedly rejected by her peers, could stand up still knowing that God is her strength and wisdom, and there is no more condemnation.



These were all of great women of God.
:)




Men will always be men; and they can be really scary at times. Really scary..

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