Blessed
I saw Kwadwo 3 different times today. Kwadwo was the one who alerted me to the practice of answering people with words of grace—every time I ask, “How are you?”, he responds, “Blessed.” This isn’t fake—he means, blessed. And even if he didn’t mean it, we know in our hearts that we are truly blessed. So it makes sense. And it’s God-directing.
Anyway, I’m blessed to live by two very beautiful souls, one of whom provided me with much nourishment today. Jesus is all up in their business, and I can say—I’m blessed.
