Clocks had stopped ticking, The cursors had stopped blinking. I was suddenly hollow; I saw my frame for what it was- A bottomless pit of nothingness I’d tried to fill up all my life With things and experiences. _____ from a 2014 poem called Death by Nevender http://nevender.blogspot.ug/2014/09/death.html Yesterday I had one of those episodes where I was raging, I was fuming like a dragon I would have burnt anything in my way if I opened my mouth. I longed for you, to listen to your counsel to have you say ‘it’s well, Kahill’. I went through my WhatsApp chats looking for the messages you sent me when I last had…
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So Sure, Hope Never Ends!
Today, I choose to dig into my work and mourn no more. Today I do the Nevender, work through your pain; fueled by Hope. I am choosing to focus on the surety that the bible harbours no deceit. That it’s the only book that promises and fulfils. The bible is So Sure of it’self that it stands on high authority notifying us of an eternity we deserve. So Sure, it will never link is the Hope I have in the driver’s seat for today’s work assignments and meetings. It is the same force I have towards the completion of the client’s book project that Joel (RIP) had partnered on with me …
