In the throes of famine's unforgiving grasp, I fled to a distant land, seeking sustenance and solace. Alas, the terrain I traversed was a veritable vale of tears, Where mortality's dark specter loomed, and sorrow's lamentations echoed. My psyche, perturbed by the irrepressible yearning to return, Was beset by trepidation, for how could I be certain that my native land, Ravaged by famine's cruel hand, had regained its former abundance? The narrative of my family, once replete with hope and promise, Had devolved into a dismal tale of loss and desolation, a heartbreaking minus. Two scions, erstwhile full of life and promise, had succumbed to death's cold embrace, Leaving naught but memories, and a legacy unfulfilled. Naomi, my beloved, once a paragon of joy and warmth, Had been transformed by my ill-fated decision into a veritable Marah, a embodiment of bitter sorrow. Naomi Without seeking the divine will, I had acted, and now.... Returned, her heart heavy with regret, hands empty, save for the presence, Of two women, bound to her by ties of affection, yet not of her flesh, Daughters-in-law, who stood as poignant reminders of what could never be. ~Elimelech and Naomi Ruth chapter one As you chase the promise of greener pastures, don't forget to seek the Shepherd's guidance, for in His will, you'll find the greenest grass and the most peaceful waters. #onwunachris1 #FoodForSoul #mountmoriah

IN THE ABYSS, A CRY FOR LIGHT In the depths of despair, where peace and joy abandon, faith in God flickers like a dying flame, and every delight turns to dust. The melodies that once soothed soul now pierce the heart like a cacophony of pain, and the flavors that brought joy taste like bitter ash. Dreams, once vibrant and full of promise, lie lifeless and still, suffocated by the crushing weight of hopelessness. The very thought of making a difference seems like a distant memory, as the darkness closes in, and death's silence beckons like a haunting siren. In this desolate landscape, screamed 'surrender,' and heart, heavy with the burden of shattered ambitions, threatens to shatter into a million pieces. Lonely, broken, and forsaken, standing at the edge of the abyss, with no safety net to fall on, no loving embrace to comfort, and no guiding light to illuminate path. And yet, in this darkest of moments, when all seems lost, I find my voice, barely above a whisper, and cry out to the only One who can hear my heart, 'Jesus, help me...' Look up unto Jesus and whisper silently, "help me" #Onwunachris1 #mountmoriah #foodforsoul

FAITH PREVAIL WHEN VISION FAILS When the light in my eyes grows dim, and the path ahead becomes shrouded in uncertainty, When the lines between right and wrong begin to blur, and I'm lost in a sea of confusion. I will lift my gaze to the One who is my guiding star, my beacon in the darkness - SAVIOUR JESUS CHRIST. In Him, I will find the clarity to discern the way forward. The strength to persevere through the turmoil, and the hope to revive my weary soul. For in His loving embrace, I know I will find The guidance, The Comfort, and The Redemption I so desperately seek. #onwunachris1 #mountmoriah #foodforsoul

Be of good cheers for Jesus is calling you. #onwunachris1

Precious blood of Jesus speak for me #onwunachris1

..but the just shall live by faith. Have faith and grow in faith.