Meshach Unah

𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐈𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮.

Jealousy is a natural human emotion, but how you respond to it determines your growth and character. When you begin to sense jealousy rising within you, try these intentional steps:

1. Acknowledge and Own It
The first step is honest admission. Don’t argue with yourself about whether the other person deserves their success or recognition. Don’t rationalise or justify your discomfort. Simply admit it: “I feel jealous.” Accepting the emotion without denial is the first step in mastering it.

2. Step Outside Yourself and Observe
Detach emotionally and examine your reactions objectively. Pay attention to your thoughts, tone, and behaviour. Are your words subtly negative? Are your actions influenced by comparison? Be truthful and unbiased in your self-assessment. Self-awareness weakens jealousy’s grip.

3. Act with Maturity — Even If You Don’t Feel Like It
This might surprise you: behave as though you are genuinely happy for the person. Show the good manners, kindness, and support you would naturally display if you felt no jealousy at all. Congratulate them. Encourage them. Speak well of them.
Feelings often follow actions. Remind yourself: “I am in control, not my emotions.”

4. Guard Your Thoughts and Speak Positively
Jealousy feeds on negative internal dialogue. Refuse to entertain destructive thoughts. Replace them intentionally with positive affirmations about the person. Speak those words out loud if necessary. Look at yourself in the mirror and admit:
“I feel jealous, but I will not allow jealousy to control me.”
Choosing integrity over emotion builds strength of character.
Thank you 😊
~Meshach Unah.

Silent Walker
You won’t really notice him at first.
Not because he’s hiding—
He just doesn’t make noise for attention.
He walks quietly…
through places where everyone is trying to be seen,
where loud voices often get mistaken for purpose.
But him?
He’s calm.
Not empty—just calm.
A lot is going on inside him.
Thoughts that run deep,
dreams he doesn’t feel the need to announce.
He understands something most people miss—
not every step needs validation,
Not every move needs an audience.
Some journeys are better built in silence.
People have called him slow…
But he knows he’s just taking his time.
They’ve overlooked him…
But he’s been focused, not lost.
While others rush to show the world they’ve started,
He’s been quietly putting in the work to finish.
That’s the thing about the silent walker—
You may not hear him coming,
You may not even notice the process…
But one day,
you’ll look up—
and realise he never stopped moving.

~Meshach Unah

I have a message for you, dear friend.

Pick Up Again

My friend… pick up again.

I know you won’t call it quitting. You’ll say you’re “just tired.”

But I see it — in the way you stopped dressing like someone who believed tomorrow was bigger. Not because you lack clothes, but because you lack the strength to keep trying.
I see it in the way you’ve reduced your dreams to just surviving today. Just eating. Just existing. Just managing.

That’s not you.

You were built for more than daily survival. You were built for impact, for colour, for laughter that doesn’t sound forced. And listen to me carefully — your strength is not finished yet. It is only resting. Your hope is not lost; it is only buried under disappointment.
Yes, you tried.
Yes, you failed.
Yes, it hurts.

But failing does not mean you are finished. It only means you are human.
Don’t shrink your life because yesterday didn’t cooperate. Don’t lower your standards because effort didn’t pay off immediately. The fire in you is not dead — it’s waiting for you to believe again.

Pick up your dreams.
Pick up your confidence.
Pick up your style.
Pick up your fight.
You are not done.
Your story is not over.

And the life you imagined is still possible — if you dare to try again.
So breathe. Stand up. Adjust your crown.
And pick up again.

Another 365 sunsets have bowed and taken their leave,
and I stand — still breathing, still believing.

Three hundred and sixty-five mornings
where mercy whispered my name before the sun did.
Three hundred and sixty-five nights
where grace stood guard while I slept.
What could have broken me bent instead.
What could have buried me built me.
So I lift my eyes, not in pride —
but in gratitude.

To God Almighty,
the Keeper of my days,
The Author of my becoming, Thee Faithful One who carried me
through pages I did not know how to turn.

Another 365 completed —
not by strength alone, Butt by grace that refused to let go.

Love isn’t always loud.
Sometimes it’s just someone checking on you.
Sometimes it’s staying when it would be easier to walk away.
Sometimes it’s choosing kindness, even when you’re tired.

Today isn’t just about red outfits and cute pictures. It’s about appreciating the people who make life softer, lighter, and more meaningful. The friends who show up. The family who pray for you. The ones who love you in ways they may never even say out loud.

To my Facebook fanmily — thank you for being part of my journey. May your heart feel seen, valued, and deeply loved today. And if you’re still waiting for love in a certain area of your life, I pray you never forget that you are already worthy of it.

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Truth is often praised as a key to freedom, yet its power cuts both ways.

There are truths that loosen chains—ending confusion, exposing lies, and grounding the heart in clarity.

These truths free the mind because they bring light where darkness once ruled.

But there are other truths that, once known, cannot be un-known. They mark the end of comfort, the loss of illusion, the birth of responsibility.

In such moments, freedom seems to vanish, not because truth is cruel, but because it refuses to let us return to ignorance.

Truth may free the soul, yet burden the conscience—and in that tension, maturity is born.

~ Meshach Unah

Lord, though the road grows steep and the night feels long,
My heart knows no other refuge but You.
Where else would I go, and what could compare?
You are my portion when strength runs dry.

I stumble, I miss the mark, yet I remain—
held not by perfection, but by love.
Teach me to abide when answers delay,
to trust Your presence more than relief.

For one breath with You is richer than a lifetime apart,
One moment in Your light is worth a thousand in the dark.

~Meshach Unah

DAY 9 – FOCUS AND DISCIPLINE.

Scripture focus: 1 Corinthians 9:27
Prayer: Help me, Lord, to be focused and disciplined in my studies.
*Declaration:* I am focused and disciplined through Christ. Amen 🙏

THE DELETE AND EDIT BUTTONS ARE FUNCTIONAL

Life was never designed to be lived as a final draft. Just like our phones remind us, the delete and edit buttons are functional for a reason. Yet many people carry mistakes as permanent labels, afraid to correct them—sometimes even something as small as a typo in a text, because of shame, pride, or fear of how they’ll be perceived.

But growth requires revision. Correcting a mistake is not a confession of incompetence; it is evidence of awareness. If we can boldly edit a message to reflect what we truly meant, why should we hesitate to amend our actions, choices, or beliefs when we realise they were wrong?

Refusing to correct an error doesn’t make us strong—it only makes the error louder. Life allows room for learning, unlearning, and rewriting. You are permitted to apologise, to change direction, to improve your wording, and to become better informed.

So don’t live as though your past is untouchable. The delete and edit buttons are functional—not just on your screen, but in your life. Use them wisely.

~Meshach Unah

The pictures within create the realities without.