Being called out by God.
Deep rooted in sin, Jingling with bling, Confronted with my carnality, stinking thinking, cliques , lack of understanding. I was a sheep gone astray, worse than people of Sodom and Gomorrah. What an act of evildoer. flash back those days I used to to abolish, Assasinate people, My soul I almost sold to the devil , The spirit of selling my body , roaming around half dressed. The spirit of barbarism thought it's bull dog tenacity. Before I was called out my life was miserable, Who told you devil is unconquerable, such a lie is unbearable. I never knew there's someone who can turn burdens to blessings , dilemma to manner . Trust Him you will receive diamond bigger and bigger. He died as a sinner to save a sinner like me , I'm called out to intentional generosity, I'm called out to international hospitality. It's called lapses of clarity. God takes care of His own, He blessed us He furthures His kingdom by letting us read His word. The world needs those who are called out. Sin has been glammanized , it's high time world you must repent. God will make you pay for your sins. The whole word is quivering. They will be time God will shake the sin shackles of unbelief .
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