SHARING LIFE

Brother Max, You may not know who I am but I do. I heard about you yesterday. It's unfortunate that I had to hear about you by your death and not through another means. I am furious that you had to die such a death. I am furious that you didn't defend yourself when I believe you should have and more so, when I know that you were very capable of defending yourself if you'd wanted to. I am grateful for your life. I am grateful that you chose to uphold the oath you made to this nation and its citizens by not defending yourself like I felt you should and could have. You have done for me, what no man could have ever done for me alive. You have by your death, taught me the extent to which I ought to go in the execution of my earthly assignment...to the death. You have taught one important lesson I will never forget...which I will tell you when I do see you at Home. I am sorry your life's story had to end this way. I am sorry you had to suffer this way. I am sorry

When I was coming home, I was super excited about it because I knew that things were going to be totally different. ... I could feel it... I knew that my time was up for manifestation and I was going to carry out my task with ease. Unconsciously, I had told myself that I was going to do it all. I'd done pretty well in school and this influenced my belief that everything was going to be done here, with ease. ... boy was I in for a surprise! So, I got here, and I couldn't get much done, as I'd expected. (what happened to my manifestation?) At a prayer meeting today, a brother made a statement in prayer that struck me. He said, " Lord, manifest. " Then, I realised that in my musings, when I was envisaging how I was going to get things done, I had forgotten that it still isn't about me, but it is about Him. (Ow how easily you forget, Mag!) I learnt today that there are two things worth considering: On the issue of manifestation, when you make statemen