And so I prayed…”Dear love, whenever you come around next time, please come on in pure and clean, peaceful and fulfilling”. Love heard and dropped in through innocence that was once judged by a sinful world. Loved heard by plea to belong and blessed me with the gift of using the pen a little better than most.
Love knew I bore Patience only by name and it taught me long suffering, the art of waiting on and on for the manifestation of all that it promised me…
Love knew I desired a touch and feel of its presence and it slowly taught me how to fall in love with self, with who I am and what it created me to be
Love knew that the journey seemed easy but would be hard walking it alone and so it blessed me with careful hands willing to hold me on days I just can’t go on..
Love knew I needed a voice and it handed me a paper to scribble my thoughts and create world’s
Love knew that I am a cry baby and it felt it’s spirit to comfort me on days I need one closer than a brother…
Nations see my successful career, I see love taking mercy on a lonely folk like me and blessing me with a gift of writing
Nations see a wilful heart in me, I see the courage of love pushing me to hold on strong.
Because love has a face and a nature, that nature is God and it is who he is!
Ladies and gentlemen, my God is love.
mutesi Patience 
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