It's in the way you call my name
It's in the way you look at me
It's in the way you care for me
It's is the way you yearn for me
Purest love
Priceless love
Passionate love
Precious love
It's in the way you lay by me
It's in the way you wait on me
It's in the way you stand by me
It's in the way you fight for me
Purest love
Priceless love
Passionate love
Precious love
It's in the way you died for me
It's in the way you rose for me
It's in the way you dreamed of me
It's in the way you lead of me
Purest love
Priceless love
Passionate love
Precious love
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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