WHISPERS OF INSPIRATION

The decks of days of the months, Details our determination with divine favour, Driving us through our distinctive experiences.  In the decimals of our decisions or indecisions, And through the low and high tides in the past 11 months, We just have to give thanks for being alive. As we acknowledge our Farmers for feeding us, It is my prayer we are given the strength to complete what we have started, as we decide to discipline our excesses. Be blessed with enough great testimonies to remember. Happy New Month. Greetings ©KYB ✍🏿01/12/23

As we nurse the new stories of November,  We nurture the noble essence of gratitude. So in thanksgiving for the lives of the SAINTS,  We recall all the SOULS who affected our lives. And remember the true spirit of Truce and Peace in the world.  To those who rekindle the spark in our lives, and are committed to Guiding us on this path, with prayers and support, We cannot thank you enough. Sending you my best wishes for the day. Thank you for coming this far.  Be blessed. ©KYB ✍🏿30/11/23

You might have heard sermons about end time, grace time, breaktime, travel time, extratime, happy or sad times.    But whether the weekend time is due or not, in the meantime, and in-between this Friday time, and the July times, let's make time to think about the beauty and linkages of life. Stay blessed. Greetings ©KYB ✍🏿30/07/21

Waking with a ray of hope along the lines of Thursday, And walking in line with our conviction and plans is good. But with the unending tale of the Headlines tickling the lines in Akwatialine, Blackstarline, Sofoline, Zamramaline, and Redlines of our discomfort, Perhaps we have to be streetwise traversing the guidelines of our morals and learning the Softlines in our leftline or centerline stands. And the Life-line here is for us to be mindful to never cross the marklines of Norms, Anger or Egolines in order to reach the deadline or the Finish-line with glory. There is still hope in being Patient. Greetings from me to you. ©KYB ✍🏿27/07/23

We do not know the time we sleep or what awaits each of us in our sleep, but we know we will sleep anyway. What happens between the time of our consciousness and unconsciousness as we sleep is still a mystery. Though I do not know what still stirs up HOPE in our hearts to believe in that beautiful tomorrow, Permit me to THANK whoever keeps watch over us in our state of sleep. Have a good rest. Good night ©KYB✍🏿06/11/22

I was late going home last Friday and got to Kasoa at 10.00 pm, At the overpass, I saw this woman sitting with a child on her laps and another child sitting by her. I guess the children were twins as they looked about the same age. The children and their mother were all sleeping. I felt sad that they had no place to lay their heads with mosquitoes feasting on them in the cold weather. I asked myself a number of questions: 1. What is the cause of this situation - irresponsible husbands? 2. Adherence to traditional, cultural and religious beliefs and practices? 3. Can't the appropriate authorities identify the people behind this and hold them to account?  4. As a country, can't we provide a shelter in each of the big cities to accommodate mothers and their children who have no place to lay their heads just over night? 5. Are these women not entitled to the LEAP support when people living in the comfort of their homes get the support? There could be more questions but whatev

With deep gratitude, we remember those who light the flame within us and rekindle our spark to live. May your path be illuminated from above. Sending you my best wishes for the week.  Stay safe. Good night 😴  ©KYB ✍🏿26/11/23