Gratitude to my mother, my hero, Amb, Egondu Margaret Chinyere. Like Hannah returned Samuel to the Synagogue. I've returned in service to that God who brought me into this World as a gift of light. By the divine order, I was led slowly like a caterpillar through the illusion of darkness and light to the manifestation and emergence of my true life purpose . To spread my wings adorned with beautiful colors like a butterfly; as I stand in my truth of my mission on earth.
A new life was born out of the old through spiritual enlightenment into a new dimension of a noble service to humanity. I am grateful to God for every teacher sent on my path to guild me through this journey. Even though I walked through the valley of the darkest shadows of death filled with thorns, scorpions and snakes; my destiny must surely prevail. In hope through faith, obedience, endurance, confidence, strength the scale shifted into balance with divine justice. I celebrate my life as a new being, standing in my power as a hierophant as I beam this little light of mine across the Universe.
THE SPIRIT OF MY ANCESTORS ROARS....
A new life was born out of the old through spiritual enlightenment into a new dimension of a noble service to humanity. I am grateful to God for every teacher sent on my path to guild me through this journey. Even though I walked through the valley of the darkest shadows of death filled with thorns, scorpions and snakes; my destiny must surely prevail. In hope through faith, obedience, endurance, confidence, strength the scale shifted into balance with divine justice. I celebrate my life as a new being, standing in my power as a hierophant as I beam this little light of mine across the Universe.
THE SPIRIT OF MY ANCESTORS ROARS....
MEMORIAM: In sweet memory of my Late Father Elder, Josiah Achinulo Chinyere. Papam@85, each time I look at myself in the mirror, I see all that you are in me. Papa, many years have passed since you went home to your maker but the pain is still fresh in my heart. Rest on Nwa Yaya.