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WHEN LOVE IS NEAR BUT THE HEART IS FAR: HOW WE HINDER OURSELVES FROM GOD’S LOVE

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  WHEN LOVE IS NEAR BUT THE HEART IS FAR: HOW WE HINDER OURSELVES FROM GOD’S LOVE By Otun Stephen Gbenga | Philosopher & Theologian God’s love is one of the most comforting truths in Scripture. It is vast, unchanging, and eternal. The psalmist declares,  “His steadfast love endures forever.”  Paul proclaims that nothing can separate us from that love. Yet, as comforting as this truth is, many believers still find themselves living as though God’s love is distant, blocked, or withheld. This raises an honest and necessary question: If God loves us so deeply, are there ways we can hinder ourselves from enjoying that love? The answer is  yes —not because God withdraws His love, but because  we sometimes step out of alignment with the light He freely shines on us . The sun does not stop shining simply because someone hides in the shadows. In the same way, God’s love remains constant, but our choices can cloud our hearts from receiving its warmth. In this devotion...

The God Who Cancels Your Mistakes and Raises You from Poverty

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  The God Who Cancels Your Mistakes and Raises You from Poverty A revelation on mercy, restoration, and what to do when you’ve wasted your years By Otun Stephen Gbenga I woke up early one morning last month. Not because of an alarm. Not because of noise outside. Just… awake. The room was dark. The house was quiet. And then I heard it. Not a thought. Not my own inner voice replaying yesterday’s worries. This was different. Clear. Firm. Gentle. “I am the God who has the power to show mercy and cancel iniquity and mistakes. I am also the God who has the power to raise a poor man to an abundant man.” I lay there, staring at the ceiling. Those words landed on my chest like a stone dropping into deep water. Not heavy. Final. Like something I had needed to hear for years but never allowed myself to believe. Because here is the truth: I have made mistakes. Big ones. The kind that sneak up on you at 2 a.m. The kind that make you whisper into your pillow, “If only I had known.” Maybe you kno...