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Wasssuuuup guys! So the other day I discovered a really cool blogger. Her name is Taimi Taaya. You guys should check her out, she’s amazing. Anyway, she did a “Get to know me tag” which I thought was interesting and important as it allows me to engage with my readers. I present to you the GET TO KNOW ME TAG. Q: What is my name and what does it mean? A: My name is Leena Franscisco. I wasn’t really sure about the meaning of Leena so I had to look it up and I found that it means a ‘divine illumination’. How cool is that? My middle name is Pombili, which is in my native language-Oshiwambo, and it can be translated as ‘being at peace’. I used to hate the name Pombili though because I have a male cousin with the exact same name and I just felt like it was a name for boys, lol.   Q: Where am I from? A: I was born and raised in Tsumeb, Namibia. Tsumeb is such a beautiful town. If you have never been there please make time to come check it out.   Q: What are my favou

I woke one morning and was dismayed by what greeted me; ungratefulness. Shoot! I am late for my class, AGAIN! I set the alarm though, what happened? If I shower for 2 minutes then I just might make it, I thought. Then I remembered we do not have hot water and its winter. It is not exactly the season to shower with cold water this early in the morning. Okay now I was frustrated. I was frustrated at how late I was and even the mere thought of knowing I might not get a good seat in a class that does not have enough room to swing a cat. Man was I frustrated. And if that wasn’t enough, there was a possibility of a surprise quiz so there was no way I could miss class. All this time, I did not say one word to God. I didn’t thank Him for this day He has blessed me with or better yet, ask for His peace. Why haven’t I? At that moment, I am of the mindset that I have the right to this day and that it is not a gift. In fact, I felt like I was the victim. I felt like nothing was going my way a

A Letter to Scarlet Scarlet was a bright girl. To some, it seemed as though she had it altogether. Her smile looked like it cure diseases. Her presence was so vibrant that people wondered how she did it. 'Where is she from?', they would ask. Little did they know all that was behind her smile. Behind the beautiful smile, lay hidden brokenness, heartaches and parts of her she was not sure how to express or to whom. She wasn't perfect but she made herself out to be. Yep, she done played herself. She would go home at night and cry herself to sleep. She wasn't happy but she played the part so well, so well that she began believing it. Yes, she was a nice person, but that's all she had going for her. Then one day, she heard about a God who can heal. She doubted it because her entire lifetime, everyone who said would heal her never could. Heck, she didn't even know what she needed healing from. Oh Scarlet. So lost. So broken. Never really knowing, or bette