Category: stories
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Keep choosing joy
I am going to choose joy, deliberately choose it ways, delight in its turns, those that lead to distant places, then choose joy again. Our source of joy for today. Meet baby Jet…
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Keep the freedom of dreams!
There is a certain kind of freedom that dwells in people who dream. It’s the kind that knows no limits, fears no limit and is forever prepared to soar past any limit. Today, I learnt to be grateful for this freedom. See where people curse the despair that swells to the brim, those who dream…
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Keep the tears!
Today I cried. I let the tears flow for awhile. No need playing strong. Tears were all we knew. So I sat back in my chair looking out the window. Rain was falling as it should, with drops that mirrored the ones flowing down my eyes. We have been told that the urgency for today…
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Keep the plan for roads that lead to light!
I imagine life is like a road. Some roads will take you down a path of strife. Everything from the beginning through to the middle and even the end would feel unreal. You will keep looking for ways to leave the road, take any turn out of it, only to find yourself walking through a…
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Keep words!
If ever there was a time to be honest, to be truthful about how we feel today? I would begin with words…
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Keep your impact!
Twice today, I found myself speechless. The first was from a woman named poem. A name given to her by her father. She shared how writing as I do here has been inspiring to her in a way that I didn’t even know. I was speechless and grateful that these words give many comfort in…
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Keep telling the truth
If and when you tell the truth, even if it hurts, only the telling matters. These days, I am seeing stories burst out of me that tell the truth from the bottom of my heart. There is no room for small talk, we are easily bored and we hate paying for things unnecessary like another…
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Keep Easter!
The enormity of rain, with all its drops, that thrust from the skies above to the earth below, is that it empties itself out, Iike words written as if from the core of an empty tomb. Only the tomb is not empty and we have memorized how to rise from the dead and these words…
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Keep this vigil
Nothing stops the agony, ends the worry, understands the hurry, that, surpasses the glory, and sustains the story, of the time the son of God, rose from the dead. Nothing
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Keep Good Friday!
Blood and water gushed from sides where man stood as God. If life ends today, I hope our sides are full of water, full of blood, full of things that bend with light.
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 