Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

Looking back, it was good that I went through pain, good that storms came my way. They both taught me how to stand. So now, I consider myself fortunate when all sorts of storms come my way. I say a silent prayer in thanks, as they remind me that God is still using all of it, the storms and the pain for my good. So thanking you for hating me. Thank you for hurting me. Thank you for wounding me. Thank you for scaring me. What you think was pain, works for his glory. I find my strength in pain. Find it too during storms. Why you think you are inflicting pain, he is rewriting that pain for my good. Using it to teach me about another side of myself that I never knew existed. See I have been trying to build marketplaces. Trying for 10 years now. These marketplaces though are finally building me. And it’s during storms, during pain they bring, life brings too, even in the midst of building that I remain extremely creative. My strength knows no bounds and I am seeing that that I can do anything. Keep this.