In the midst of my stewing I kept pleading to You as You know it my Father, I kept pleading not to let Ahmad come near me while I was in that state of mind & heart. I knew I was feeling Your pain and sadness because of Ahmad’s slowness in responding to You. O man! You know all that went through my mind in the last few days. O but Your mercy, wisdom and loving-kindness! You let me stew. You let me feel Your pain and sadness and anger, rather Your wrath in full measure.
You also did not let Ahmad come or call me all day yesterday. I was hungry and had nothing to cook to eat because Ahmad ran out of money. I began to realize all the money spent in my trip. Then, stealthily, peace began to invade my being. No sooner that peace came so did Ahmad’s young son with a pot of food and some veggies to cook. I ate. I slept. I woke up. I slept some more.
This morning? I began to reason things out. Pain, sadness, wrath? Gone! No more. I came to the computer and found a link to join iWriter to enable me to make money with my writing skills. I wrote the article and missed the chance to publish, somebody else took my spot.
I did one thing or the other. Then it came to me to recheck Overcoming Supernaturally and submit it for publication. In the process it came to me to email the book to Muna as she requested for me to do. As I was composing that email I noticed the subject, ‘9 Ways to Get Paid to Write ‘in an email. I finish with Muna. I clicked the link in that email. I listened to the video. I read all the fabulous information which I know to be true.