When I think about my spiritual journey, I often feel overwhelmed. The weight of my gift, which I call “Ngento” Yeyi Impilo, sometimes feels too heavy to bear. I am shown imidlinzo abanayo and hear the words of those who walk with me. My heart bleeds with the intensity of these experiences. The Struggle with Spiritual Gifts For the longest time, my prayer was simple yet profound: “God, Cela ususe lokhu engiyikho! Engiyikho akwamukelekile! Ngiyichilo emndenini! Bathi ngiwu Mth
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