Queen Esther @31

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My Love for God

My love for God,

My love for God goes beyond me,

My loove for God is deeply dug in me,

My Luv for God is engraved in me,

My love for God is written in my name,

My loove for God understand the meaning of my name,

My Luv for God is me,

No weapon formed against me shall prosper... how can I not have a love for a God that loves me so much that any weapon he deals with it so it cannot prosper  against me?

You see my God speaks about Love that says Love is eternal, my God speaks about Love being greater than Faith and Hope! My God, speaks in Corinthians of Love that never Fails. I love this LOVE.

I ask you, how can I not have Love for this God?

My Love for God is just that, its My Love......... 

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My Thoughts @ 31 make me realise that these arent just thoughts but the gift to hear and listen to the deep voices within, to listen to the spirituality breaking free and speaking in me and around us. Many voices speak, a voice is not just the sound that we hear with the naked eye. Im talking about the voice that even a deaf person can hear and respond to. That voice that re- assures you that breaks you free when bound by the clutter of life. I hear voices racing to be heard because my spirit is at peace to hear the deaf sounds the noise rattled beings cannot hear. I am uSamantha Ndawonde the listener of God. If only we could listen to our names and understand whom we are like Jabez new the curse of his name bore upon his life and when he prayed a prayer understanding what he carries with him daily is not because of lifes challenges but Jabez must have reached a time where he understood his name meant Born of pain thus pain would follow him. Pain surrounded him daily by the name which silently spoke upon his life daily and thus once he listened to the spirit within him . around him / above him ...the Holy Spirit led him to pray a prayer Lord enlarge my territory. When in pain one cannot expand you diminsh now just simple words of Lord enlarge my territory God changed his life. Meaning he broke free so he could expand , breaking free from the name of jabez!

Today think about it! What is your name? What does it hold? What makes you not listen? 

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Thoughts

My thoughts scream quicker than the speed of lightning .. Like I think who in their right mind thought of calculating the speed of lightning? Now you have the formula and whoooo great, now children lets all clap hands for the little genius! ( Rolls her big eyes).

Whose great idea was it that we should have currencies and boost other peoples ego’s by having Dollar’s and Pounds and where I come from the measly Rand????

Like WT.... were they thinking???????

Now my complaint comes from being a South African with a weakening RAND! I feel like I’m a Zimbabwean every time I go to the shops and buy bread I pay more, yet its still the same bread size and brand I used a month ago or months ago or worse years ago. I recall buying bread with just R2.00 ... do you remember those days good old days where R10.00 was money. 

Ayi suka !!! To you old man , yes you benefitting from this I hope you are turning in your grave and your heirs busy driving around in the Bentley’s shame on them for reaping the benefits of your stupid self beneficial idea of using currencies. Like really lets talk about this ... educate me people whom decided we need currencies #NONKE LOOL (a dj South African Joke) anyway ... you ... you white supremist / aristocrat / diplomat / whatever you are shame on you for creating #CURRENCY 

Thats my vent for this hour... my thoughts for now

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flowers in the h air

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For the love of flowers

Beautiful ... art ... As a Black girl them old peeps would be like she had izimbali ezinweleni zakhe ??? Like WTH SHe had real flowers in her hair??? No Black Makoti NOOOOOOOOO! Now our son really has taken a wife from the city!!! Cause no matter how pretty and different you are people will criticise!! #IdoME #31istheage 

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Doing me is what my elders raised me to be. So I ditch the Zulu chick in me and listen to the opinionated Lady in my head. I like her so I do her! She keeps me sane and saves me daily.

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The confused me comes out to play.... being 31 ........ full month peep ..... mos def yellowskin doesnt mean Ive found me. Im having those months whereby Im questioning is this 31? Is this really me??? 

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BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fuck......... Okay or should I say Flip... Heck Im a Christian so should I be polite? 

Blog???? What is a blog to a 31 year old mom of 3 ? My thoughts as a Zulu south African ...wait a minute I think my grandfather was German so maybe Im as twisted as I am and soooooo  different with little voices in my head. My forever running fast voice #myThoughts

Shouting to all these BLOGGERS what is a BLOG... and oh Tumblr how will I log in tomorrow??? 

Why has technology become so vast and cray cray

Swazi you talked me into this .. where for art thou??? Explain this to the Zulu girl ...what is Blogging and how do I BLOG better. I hope someone heres me and kindly be polite. The timid girl comes out into unbeknown grounds! 

GOD!!!!!!!! Walk with me in this please and let someone respond politely #Ngiyabonga #Thankyou.... oh flip this isnt FB do you guys even use hashtag... 

Gees I need a smoke..wait a minute I quit donkey years ago when I chose my children vs smoking