Faithful Hunger
Faithful Hunger I remember a season in my life when I was utterly confused about what to do. The struggles stretched on, compounded by debts and loans that seemed impossible to repay. Yet, through it all, I never left God’s service. Honestly, I didn’t know why I continued amidst such sacrifice. Was it my upbringing? Was it hunger? Or perhaps a genuine passion for the things of God? One day, an opportunity arose in the children’s department at church. A decoration project needed to be done, but I didn’t even have a single naira to contribute. Yet craft had always been my passion. I stepped out in faith and asked if I could handle the project, "if someone could provide the materials, I would do it freely". To my surprise, I was given some money. I went to a local market , got the materials, and poured my heart into the work. There is something about joy and passion that cannot be faked. I worked wholeheartedly, and the decorations turned out beautifully. People admired the wo...