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Build the abs of your Faith with the weight of Glory




Everything you need is within not without.
Every idea, money, hope, everything is within.
Find the essence
Find the substance
It can't be bought, it is inherent, it's in you.
Dig it
Don't beg for or buy it from
Just believe.
Find faith
Dig down
And grab it
It can't be bought because it rests deep within you.
Find it, if you have to sneeze or cough it out, then by all means, do so!
If you can think it, you can see it
If you can dream it then you can wake up to it
Just believe
You don't need miracle money or Abuja connection
You just need self belief
Believe in yourself first!
Then others will see you and only through the light of your own belief and be converted.
How you see you determines how others see you.
Unbelief is darkness, it envelops you like a cape and hides you from everyone
Self belief is light
It shines and illuminates you
It's never about circumstances, nor conditions
It's never about results nor degrees
It's never about having a 1st class or pass
It's never about gender nor background
Whether you are an orphan, or raised by a single mother, whether as a bastard or even if you were raised in the street.....Everything came to pass so you can come to pass!
The only weight you should carry is the weight of faith, for it doesn't pull down, it uplifts!
The weight of faith builds and uplifts your hope!
So go beyond your limits today with the weight of faith on your shoulders.
And you will GRAB everything you desire by the balls
Don't drop it for fear
Don't drop it for shame
Don't drop it for nothing
Carry it because your spirit has the capacity for infinite possibilities, just believe!
And work
Not to make a living but to contribute.
Stop working to labour or eke a living
Start working as a responsibility to give back to the society
Work because it is your belief to contribute but never work as a means or a measure of your life's worth and value.
The earth was made for you and not you for the earth.
Don't get swallowed up!
Everything was made good for you to enjoy!
It came to pass therefore you are come to pass!
So go out there
Build the abs of your Faith with the weight of Glory!
Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
Authorpreneur
www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com


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