Coverings…

My dad makes me breakfast every morning i am home, no matter how early i have to be awake, he makes it a point to be awake earlier, to help me prepare. My dad calls every evening to see how i am coping when i am not in PJ, and when i face a difficult situation i can always look to him for counsel. My dad prays for me and Vanora and my brothers, every day and night, without fail. He may be human, but he’s the best human dad i ever want or need.

My Pastor may be a hard man to handle. He may have a "mega-church" which is a minus point for most skeptics, but it started from scratch, showing the harvest of all he has put into this ministry. He may not know me personally, except when i get into trouble, but no doubt he offers counsel and prays for me always. and he loves Vanora.

My God is the Biggest and single most significant factor in my life. He loves me when i am faithful, He loves me when i screw up. And everytime i fall, He picks me up. He holds every tear, because my heart and soul are precious to Him. On top of all that, He sees me perfect in every way, because that is how i will look once He is done with me.

My dad, my pastor and my God. the three coverings over my life. I cherish them and i know that my life is only what it is because of them. This is a tribute to the factors not publicised, yet greatly appreciated.

*Oh and Happy Birthday Pastor Henry!

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