You are life to me
You are so real
You are breath to me
Christ you're everything
You are day to me
You are so real
You are earth to me
Christ you're everything
You are dream to me
You are so real
You are mind to me
Christ you're everything
You are love to me
You are so real
You are heart to me
Christ you're everything
You are star to me
You are so real
You're galaxy to me
Christ you're everything
You are music to me
You are so real
You're rythm to me
Christ you're everything
You're rain to me
You are so real
You're seasons to me
Christ you're everything
You are wealth to me
You are so real
You're the bank to me
Christ you're everything
You are height to me
You are so real
You're space to me
Christ you're everything
You are time to me
You are so real
You are age to me
Christ you're everything
Read part 1 here In Lagos, I fell ill as soon as I landed. The city is crazy. The traffic is unholy and the carbon monoxide infested air is an extension of hell. I didn't want to get back on that road to any hospital so we got a qualified nurse to come treat me at home. The Nurse said she couldn't treat me except I did a pregnancy test alongside malaria test. Both came out positive. I was glad that the sickness wasn't Lagos madness inspired. My baby must have wanted to notify me since I refused to take a second look. Unfortunately, she used one of those quinine brands in attempt to protect the baby. She sadly didn't check with me first. I became miserable from all the itching like one who hugged devil's beans. I tried to rest as much as I could and thoroughly enjoyed both my family and ministry itinerary while being pampered like an egg. I preached passionately at the event I was invited to. I talked about loving God and serving him devotedly even when disa
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