This year was EXACTLY what Prophet Elvis said it would be; ...The Year of the Rise of the Mighty...

It pushed me out of my comfort zone; the shy, quiet one. I had to speak up, stand up, fight, and show up like mighty men do as they rise. I was shaken. He said rising would involve battle, but he promised victory, and true to that word, I wasn’t taken out.

Whatever or whoever I lost, and whatever was uncomfortable, painful, or added to my life, was either necessary for the rising, or their assignment was complete.

I made sure the people I love knew it, in the ways I could, and I have no regrets.

I became many in ministry and in dominion, and I pray that in the coming year, all that I translates into big MONEY. A lot of it. 😂😂

No husband, no baby yet; still a baby myself 🥰😂 but my friends made sure I wasn’t lonely. 👏👏
Now I am saying too much…bye.

Happy New Year! 🎊🎊🎊
And to those doing fireworks, please do ko near my home. Growth didn’t translate into going out yet