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MY FOREVER LOVE.πŸ’–πŸ’ž

Let me talk about love today. Should I? The love of my life to be specific? 🎀 testing.πŸ˜‚ 

Love! Upendo ! Obwanchani! Amor! Amour! It's a beautiful thing. πŸ”Š(How I wish there could have been a way to say it loud and happy enough for you all to see, hear, and read my expressions) You see how it makes poets pour out their hearts into words that cools down the soul? The likes of "Roses are red, violets are blue, honey is sweet, and so are you," such a masterpiece. Oh, how sweet they sound. Every one deserves some few genuine lines tbh.πŸ˜‚ Ever thought of how it has made musicians pour their experience into lyrics? The likes of, "Dandelions and Until I Found You." How many people has it made to replay those voice notes, staring at the phone to wait for that one text and call? It has even caused a phone hang up game. 
One- You can now hang up.
Significant other: No, you hang up first...and the game continues.(It's one of the sweetest and fun game I have ever played, don't take it so serious thoughπŸ˜ƒ) How many long paragraphs has it caused people to draft some which they delete from everyone?(This has to stop on a serious note coz why write in the first place 😟)Ever stayed late at night talking about everything and nothing with moments of silence in between? How many people has love turned into night owls? Talk, laugh, talk, laugh....boom! It's 3a.m, and the alarm is in three hours. But does this really stop us? Not really. Isn't this thing powerful? How many films have been created using love that have made us cry, laugh, and appreciate and believe in romance? Films like, "The Notebook." How many silliest jokes have people laughed to in the name of love? How many Playlists of songs have been made and sent to the beloved ones?( And btw, if someone has ever made and sent you a playlist of your favorite songs, just know, that's love there. Or is it not?) Ever thought of how many sacrifices people have made to express and confess their love? Like being rained on, buying gifts, travelling long distances to meet them, (even when they could text.πŸ˜ƒ This is not actually right all the time. There is great power in physical interaction and bonds are strengthened more then. Sweet, sweet when the interactions reflect purity, respect, among others that glorify God leading to a Christ- honoring relationship❤️), setting aside their time to talk and pray for them. You see how it has left many wondering, nitaipata lini? Nazeeka. Mimi sivutii kama wenzangu walio nao? Ama ni ya wachache?( When shall I find love?) If you have never experienced love, you might not relate but I know we all have experienced atleast one form of love. Be it agape✨️, Eros, Philia, Pragma, you must have encountered one at some point. Or am I assuming? Isn't it beautiful to love and be loved right back? Oh, this thing called love!!!

So today, I want to introduce you to the love of my life.

It all started unexpectedly, just like the best love stories. Not while watching sunriseπŸŒ… or sunsetπŸŒ‡, not at all planned  first date or a wedding, but in the ordinary moments of life. It was during deep conversations in my aloneness, in my sacred times of prayer and devotion, in my moments of doubt when I felt a presence that reassured me. All I could hear was, "Usiogope, niko na wewe."(I can't tell how much I needed to hear those words of reassuranceπŸ’ͺ) At first, I didn't realize it. I was busy looking, hoping, reading between the lines, waiting for signs in smiles, words, and actions (which seemed like clues🀣), thinking love was all about long texts and calls, stolen glances in a crowded room, remembering small details, soft whispered promises and words of affirmation, warm hugs, gifts, love letters, name them all. I think I was doing it the wrong way. With each passing day, nothing seemed to add up. I grew tired.  Now one day, I simply listened and watched. And there He was. He gave me the warmest embrace that I have and will ever receive.  Most surprisingly, I realized He has always been there. I asked myself many questions that I could not answer all of them. Good to think of. Is it possible that we are searching so hard for love or waiting to be found, that we miss to recognize the ones who have been with us all through? Waiting to be noticed by us. Can we find love when we are constantly trying to find it in the wrong places? Or at the wrong time? Or with unequally yoked people?

The love of my life? GOD.


Wait, were you expecting a romantic bae story? πŸ€£πŸ˜‚ Pole sana. But for real, hakuna mapenzi tamu kama ya Mungu. This love is patient when I make mistakes. Very kind when I feel unworthy. Present even when I try to run away always reassuring me that He is a present help even in my lowest of moments.(For better for worse till death do us part) Always does everything for good even when I am so selfish and don't reciprocate. Good listener- ready to listen to all my everything anywhere, anytime (Yet I sometimes don't have time for Him😒). His love is beyond space and time and never will it fade with time (when the spark is no longer there, wrinkles all over the face that was once smooth and pretty, no job or any source of income anymore, no attractive body features anymore).

I’ve learned that human love is beautiful, but it is conditional. Try to reflect with me. One day, your crush might stop texting back. True or not true? Your best friend might forget your birthday.(Can you imagine how it will feel. I have been here before and it wasn't the best experience ever. Or is it just me? It's this time you ask yourself questions. How could they forget such an important day if they really care?πŸ˜• If you don't celebrate birthdays, good for you. If it has never happened to you, there's a possibility. Waswahili walisema, lisemwalo lipo, kama halipo, basi li njiani. Handle it carefully, it might be due to forgetfulness. Or so I thinkπŸ˜†). You know,  equally family members can misunderstand you. But God? He never leaves.(Komo komo mpaka engori) He never never never stops loving even in those days we are not loveable. He never gets bored of our voices, off-key singing, awkward prayers, oversized clothing, bad hair(huh!). He loves our voices again and again and always looks forward to hear from us. Jeremiah 29:12-13: "Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart." Who doesn't like to be heard?

Day by day, I’ve come to see His love in the little things. Unexpected money that appears just when I’m broke.(Jehovah at work. God bless the source.🎊  ). A timely warm hug. (God at work. Thanks for the good hugs.πŸ«‚). A random text from a friend when I need a listening ear(God got my back. Gracias amis). Finding my mispaced keys at the obvious place after looking for it everywhere.(This happens to me everytime. It's like my keys have a grudge with me. Everytime I misplace them, I search out and about, inside the books, bags- even the ones I have not opened for a while,  thinking they might magically be there, the shelves, literally everywhere, only to find them............ in the OBVIOUS PLACE.πŸ˜” I have never fully understood why I always find them after exhausting all possible hiding spots. Just a quick question out of curiosity. Am I the only one who experiences this πŸ”‘ hiding game, or is it just a universal nature of keys or other lost small stuff  to be found in the most obvious spot after a long search? πŸ€” Help a friend here- it will be nice not to feel alone for the first time. Haah! Random complements from strangers. (These have gone a long way and kept me going for years. I bestow blessings to all those strangers who put a smile on our facesπŸ™). A favorite song popped at my feed when I needed it most.(I can't put this feeling into words. God really doeth all well!) A beautiful sunset( God at work. And oh, how I love sunsets. Aren't they lovely?πŸ‘) And oh, the peace and comfort that comes after prayer. That firm assurance that, "With me in the vessel you can always smile at the storm as we go sailing home." He truly has a special way with words. This I can confidently say gives me a sweet reassurance.

Do you know what the best part of this piece is?πŸ€— This love is for everyone.( You my dear reader and me. Haubagui) In this love there is no heartbreaks nor betrayals. No “He/she left me on read, grey ticked, blocked, ghosted,” situations( Earth is hard sometimesπŸ˜„ but that's all about conditional love). Just constant, never-ending, and everlasting love. Jeremiah 31:3:
"I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness." Thus says the LORD.

Congratulations to you my dear readers for sticking with me till the very end! 🌟 Asanteni sana. Mbuya mono. Your time and attention mean the world, and I truly appreciate it. Now, whether you are married, dating, courting, widowed, or single, I have a few words of wisdom to share with you all: For the married, let God be Master Cultivator of your union to give you grace to always keep your vows till death put you asunder. To the dating and courting, love is sweet and keep hanging in there - but in all, let God be the CENTER of everything. To the widowers and widows, I know how much it hurts to lose your loved one. No one deserves it. GOOD NEWS πŸ€—, even in the darkest of our moments, God is still the light and will bring healing and divine comfort. Thanks to God that we have the blessed hope of resurrection. (The joy of ultimately reuniting with our loved ones who went before us on that beautiful morning😍) Finally, Finally, to all the singles, usijali popote ulipo, kila kitu kina wakati wake. Bila shaka, your time is coming. But in your moment of singlehood, let God prepare you for the love you deserve. Someone told me sometime that we all deserve king and queen treatments.( It's not a fairy story- and you can absolutely find one) Read this part loud with me, "I will let my relationship with God be my foundation, and at His timing I trust He will give me an affectionate, loving,faithful earthly partner," AMEN.  I will tell you again and again that the greatest love story you’ll ever live is the one between you and your Creator.Yupo na anakupenda tangu zamani! ❤️✨ Don't be so consumed. "When it's time for love(earthly), you won't have to strive." May everything fall into place for you. 


Yours truly,
Mwango.

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  2. I was deeply engrossed reading it looking for something 🀣🀣🀦 But anyway God 's Love πŸ’—πŸ’—
    About the other one ,just believe in friendship only 🀦🀦🀣

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  4. Such love for God,,,,i was so inspired by the words stated here....the cool description if Gods endless love.....even though one never cherished God,,,the words put here can make you go back go God,,,thumbs up my mentor

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  5. Totally enjoyed the read!! ♥️🀭
    You have quite a sense of humor too πŸ˜…
    May you keep allowing God to use you in this way 🀲🏼🀲🏼

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    1. This is so kind of you. Great encouragement here.❤️ We will fight and keep being used by Him, till death do us part.😊

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