“Yay!” Cynthia squealed, her eyes lighting up as she read the email on her screen for the third time. She could hardly believe it. The subject line read, “Congratulations! You have been considered for our internship programme.” For a moment, she simply sat there, staring at the screen, a smile slowly spreading across her face. Then came the excitement, the gratitude, and, somewhere in between, that tiny, almost imperceptible fear of the unknown. What would this new chapter hold? Would she be able to rise to the occasion? But beneath all those feelings was one thing she knew for certain: God had brought her this far, and He would see her through. She took a deep breath, her heart swelling with gratitude. Suddenly, a Scripture came to mind: “And God is able to make all grace abound toward you; that ye, always having all sufficiency in all things, may abound to every good work.” — 2 Corinthians 9:8 (KJV) Cynthia smiled to herself. How could she ever forget? The lat...
“Thank you so much! I really appreciate it,” Zuri beamed. Her excitement was contagious. Her dad had finally agreed to get her the human hair wig she’d been dreaming about—and sis was glowing. Now, let’s be honest: Zuri wasn’t exactly known for being the best-behaved student in school. But her dad had made her a promise: “If I hear you’ve been a good girl at school, you’ll get whatever you want.” And that’s where I came in. The Ask That Made Me Pause Zuri knew her dad respected me—he always referred to me as a “decent girl.” She figured my words would hold weight. So, she asked me to speak well of her. Just a few kind words. Just a little boost to her image. At first, I didn’t see the harm. She was my friend. She was sweet, fun, and genuinely kindhearted. So, I said, “Sure.” I gave her the glowing recommendation she wanted. The Smile That Didn't Reach My Heart I replied to her cheerfully, “Anytime,” wearing a smile on my face. But deep down? I was not okay. There ...