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You need a breakthrough not a praythrough

You need a breakthrough not a praythrough!



The principles of God are not limited to one man or woman.

Stop going to churches or pastors for breakthrough.

It is called breakthrough for a reason not praythrough.

You must break not pray, to go through.

You must grind to eat!

You must be committed to your own success.

Not dedicated to the survival of those who see you as a means to an end.

Don't be overwhelmed with the demands and needs of everyone.

Always create time for yourself to reflect and think.

Remember, who you are is better than who you want to be.

Listen to this!

Who you are is your reality.

Who you want to be is a dream.

They can steal your dream.

But they can't steal you.

Giving you a chance to dream again.

What you have can be taken, but they can never take the quality of wholesomeness you have become.

Because if you did it once, you can do it a hundred times over.

The best way to prepare for a greater goal is to attack the current goal with everything you have.

It takes a strong person to accomplish a strong goal.

David was strong even before he killed Goliath.

He was a lion killer and a bear killer!

A weak man would never have been able to kill a lion or a bear.

How many of you can kill a dog, ordinary dog or even a rat.

Do you think if David couldn’t kill a dog he would have been able to kill a giant?

Only a King killer could have killed a giant.

David could kill the king of the jungle, the lion, so killing a giant was not a strange thing to him.

Success is not a woman, it will run away from you if you are shy of it.

It won't find your shyness attractive

So be bold

Success is a beast that can and should be tamed.

Be like David.

If the first sling doesn't work.

Always have a second and third.

One must hit the bulls-eye!



Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

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