Are you expecting GOD’s miracles under your conditions?


I’ve spent a lot of time debating on whether or not I was ready to pursue certain endeavors at various intervals in my life. You see, one of the most challenging things about life is that it leans heavily on the precipice of time. Time moves and waits for no one. As we debate others proceed, perhaps having completed their process of weighing out the pros and cons well before you have. Others are just wired to achieve whatever comes to mind, leaving you feeling like you aren’t doing enough. I’ve seen many people thrive, with limited education or experience – just sheer will and resolve to give whatever they desire as best a shot as they can. I have moments when I wish I could be that bold. I have moments where I wish I could be a little more aggressive on certain matters, not delve into so much thinking and processing because well…time…time waits for no one.

I watched a TD Jakes sermon today, wherein he talks about how GOD’s methods and miracles do not come in a way that we expect. In our minds, we have a picture painted of what life will look like when we land that dream job, when we can afford to take lavish bi-annual holidays, when we can attend conferences with industry giants, enroll for another degree, our wedding day, the arrival of our first child, building a house or starting a business. But what I have come to appreciate is the very fact that GOD’s ways are not our ways, neither are His methods ours. We cannot expect GOD’s miracle under our own terms and conditions. Sometimes what He wants for us requires more from us. Sometimes the challenge and struggles are real so we can appreciate GOD’s hand in everything.

God’s miracles do not come in the manner in which we expect them…

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A lot of times, what feels like a roundabout way of getting somewhere is really GOD training you for something better, equipping you to handle the breakthrough when it does come or protecting you from something else unseen. He is the author of all things noble and good, and cares for us. GOD will never subject you to something you cannot handle. You can handle the wait, but are you willing to spend the time waiting for all the conditions to become ripe for GOD’s miracle?

Can you differentiate between GOD’s quiet whisper in the still of the night and the voices that contend with us all through the day? What about when someone suddenly pops into your life, sharing an insightful truth or “prophesy” you have been looking for for the longest? Do you take time to ask GOD whether it is HIM talking to you in that moment, or whether it’s just another voice creating distraction from where GOD is really taking you?

Before making any decision, trust that it is founded on the right reasons. Make sure you have done your due diligence in praying and asking GOD, yourself and others the right questions. Then trust GOD to give you the signal on when to move ahead. As you lean more and more on Him, you’ll find that the conditions are almost always ripe for your miracle (which will almost always not come in the manner you envision!) because you and GOD are well synchronized.

Beloved, GOD’s work does not depend on you or your terms but does depend your patience and whether or not you listen for the instruction to move forward.  Check your settings and remove any conditions you may have set on GOD to do His work in your life.

Quintessentially Yours,

QF Yvonne

A Zimbabwean’s nostalgia: Remembering what was…

I used to be the one, much like millions of my fellow Zimbabweans, that steered away from any commentary on the more controversial topics as related to our nation. To be honest, we have all been harping on the reasons behind the economic demise of our country for so long – it’s an exhausting painful truth. For many of us, the dreams of raising our children in a place we call home seem to be a distant memory. For many of us still, the challenges of trying to make it all work in a system that seems to be doing all it can to put us down is again…an exhausting yet painful truth. Having said this, I believe GOD is doing a new thing for our nation and its people. Something is happening and we need to be in the right frame of mind and prayerful state to make the crossover…

The other day, I got to musing with my girlfriends about the Zimbabwe we remember. We are in our thirties now, but it seemed like just yesterday we would wake up to milk bottles and bread deliveries at the gate – much like the post man on his Black Beauty bicycle (yeap…the bicycle was actually called a black beauty…bell, mudguard, carrier and everything) would deliver mail with stamps that depicted the Kariba Dam Wall or Birchenough Bridge on the backdrop of white or khaki envelopes.


There was the ZUPCO bus that drove us all from the neighborhood shopping center to “town”, an event for us as children at the time. “Tirikuenda kutown” (We are going to the city center) – we used to say, clad in our dresses with bows and lacey socks or a checkered shirt and slacks for the boys – as excitement mounted about getting on the big ZUPCO bus from Pendennis Shops in Mount Pleasant to Rezende Street in the CBD.

For those who grew up in the bigger cities and shopped at OK, the big announcement banners would be plastered about town, alerting shoppers to the cars to be won at the OK Grand Challenge come May-June. I attended quite a few of those, and remember watching drum majorettes in their little uniforms, marching to some band – much like they did during the Independence Day Celebrations that would have taken place the April before at the National Sports Stadium.

Ok grand challenge

Independence Day Celebrations. *Sigh* The displays were always the same – some police band, some dog show, some army guys landing on the patch of grass after rolling in on some parachutes…the jets zooming past compliments of the Air Force. Yes…the displays were always the same, yet we always packed the stadium – willingly – because we were a patriotic celebratory lot…proud of our nation, our flag and our independence.

August would roll around and – my goodness – the excitement of the Harare Agricultural Show and the Luna Park. So many rides with simple names like Jets, Big Wheel, The Whip and the merry laughter of kiddos covered in that awful beet red soil like that by the passport offices.

November ushered in the Christmas decorations in every shop, and the promise of mom or dad taking the afternoon off to take us to Greatermanns – where we could get the toy boxes from Santa! My parent’s siblings, who were largely in their late teens at that time, would come over for the holidays to see “mukoma vanogara kuHarare” (Big brother/sister, living in Harare). We would together make a trip out of The Christmas tree lighting event in First Street, complete with carol singing in celebration of the Christmas Season.

Paul Matavire’s “Kisimisi yatosvika” would bellow across just about every radio speaker in shop windows could contain, ushering in the festivities that were emblematic of Christmas time. From bulk shopping to buses being loaded for that trip to the roots, it was a time were the year as we knew it wound down, folks trekked across the country to spend some time with relatives kumusha or buckled down for lots of cooking, eating and sleeping. Eric Knight would bring in Mvenge Mvenge and the all-night “New Year Mirepoix” – a video countdown of local music that had topped the charts that year on ZTV.

With cassette recorders on standby, some of us preferred to tune into Radio 3’s Top 100, waiting to hear whether Keith Sweat’s Twisted or Brandy and Monica’s “The Boy is mine” made it into the Top spot. I could go on and on, about the things that used to excite us in different phases of our lives – growing up in the Zimbabwe that was, growing up in a Zimbabwe that worked, growing up in a Zimbabwe that many of us miss. These are our memories, with plenty bountiful ones to add and muse about.

Typing this blog, I am filled with a cocktail of emotions. Hope for a brighter future silently screams within me, yet the news reports have me struggling to contain the rawness of frustration I feel over the goings on on hometurf. However, there has to be a part of me that chooses to anticipate the good that we grew up seeing. Yes, the last few years have forced many of us to seek refuge from the state of affairs in Zim, to become distanced from our ideal norm as we  walk through some pretty hectic trenches. But see our spirit remains steadfast in our desire for new things. We all want life to just be doable no matter the circumstances.

My message today is really about holding on to the good memories during our season of waiting. GOD is watching and HE hears. The bible mentions countless times how HE WILL NEVER FORSAKE THE RIGHTEOUS. HE is the Fixer, and help is on its way. We just need to pay attention to what’s really going on and trust that GOD will raise up a new standard for the sake of the righteous people in our land…

Quintessentially Yours,

QF Yvonne


Wait for Baba! Wait for Daddy…ABBA!

“There are many plans in a man’s heart,
Nevertheless the Lord’s counsel—that will stand”

Proverbs 19v21

Those are the words I heard when I dropped my daughter off at her playgroup.  There was a young boy aged four, who was running towards the open gate. His father shouted, “Wait for Baba!” to prevent the young boy from going through the gate towards the road.

As he ran past me,  I ran after him to stop him from actually walking on to the road unsupervised, while we waited for his father to come who was a few steps behind me.

Fast forward to several hours later when I was thinking about the statement above, which was not lost on me as it resonated with me because that is exactly what God says to so many of us –  “Wait for Me to align everything first before you hurtle ahead.”

I know that when you are believing God for something and you hear these words, it can be a bit deflating because in our natural state we want things to happen yesterday.  However I have learnt the hard way that it is easier and more fulfilling to wait on God’s perfect timing rather than to run ahead of God and create more problems for yourself.

“He gives power to the weak, And to those who have no might He increases strength.
 Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall,
 but those who wait on the Lord Shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.”

Isaiah 40v29-31

I love this passage of scripture because when I close my eyes I can literally see an image of an eagle soaring in the skies…

Sometimes we try and figure things out or go ahead of God and this always results in disappointment and frustration.  When we are patient and just allow God to be God in our lives, everything comes together in a much more fluid way.

Then He got into one of the boats, which was Simon’s, and asked him to put out a little from the land. And He sat down and taught the multitudes from the boat.

 When He had stopped speaking, He said to Simon, “Launch out into the deep and let down your nets for a catch.”

 But Simon answered and said to Him, “Master, we have toiled all night and caught nothing; nevertheless at Your word I will let down the net.” And when they had done this, they caught a great number of fish, and their net was breaking. So they signaled to their partners in the other boat to come and help them. And they came and filled both the boats, so that they began to sink.  When Simon Peter saw it, he fell down at Jesus’ knees, saying, “Depart from me, for I am a sinful man, O Lord!”

 For he and all who were with him were astonished at the catch of fish which they had taken;  and so also were James and John, the sons of Zebedee, who were partners with Simon. And Jesus said to Simon, “Do not be afraid. From now on you will catch men.”  So when they had brought their boats to land, they forsook all and followed Him.”

 Luke 5v 3-11

While you are waiting for God to manifest Himself in your situation with whatever it is you need, be it wisdom, favour or clarity of instruction, you can do the following:

  • Go deeper in the Word of God – Hebrews 11v1
  • Spend more time Praising and Worshipping God just because He is God and is worthy of our praise and adoration
  • Do something special for someone else – there is so much joy in allowing God to use you to be the answer to someone else’s prayers.

God loves you and I more than we can ever fully comprehend and the truth is we can never hear those words enough.  I know for myself my faith in God took on a different meaning when I had my first baby because I was overwhelmed with how much I loved this little thing.  I could never imagine willingly sacrificing her for the greater good let alone for someone else.  Yet God did that for us.  So when He tells you to wait…wait because hey, He loves you enough to let His child Jesus die for you!

Quintessentially yours

QF Ruvimbo

QFTestimony: Forgiving your spouse after infidelity

I would like to thank the beautiful woman out there who chose to share her testimony on how she is working on forgiving her husband after he cheated on her. Truth is, we hear stories of infidelity all the time, but rarely do people talk about the pains of getting through the emotions of being hurt in such a way.

Beloved, if you are struggling with forgiving your spouse, or anyone for having done you wrong – please find hope in the post below from an anonymous contributor.

She writes…

“Forgiveness is a gift you give yourself” – Bishop TD Jakes


The statement above resonated with me because forgiveness is something I have struggled with for the better part of the last four years.  I have always justified and rationalized it to myself that I had a right to feel the bitterness and resentment I did towards my husband because of what he had done…

That was the biggest load of rubbish I ever allowed the devil to whisper to me.  You see rewind to four years ago after I had been married for about 13 months where while having dinner with my husband; the intercom rang.  He looked at me and said “Are you expecting someone?” to which I replied no.

He went to the gate and after about 10 minutes of talking to two women I was instructed to stay indoors.  So I remember thinking:  “God what is going on????”

Anyway I went to our bedroom and started channel hopping and as I started praying;  I knew something was wrong and it had to do with my husband.  Fast forward to about three hours later, he came and said:

”I need to know that you love me, please tell me you love me?” 

My heart sank and I knew that my worst nightmare had come true… I said nothing and asked him NOT TO TOUCH ME…

To cut a very long and complicated story short, my husband – the love of my life had cheated on me with another woman in the year prior to getting married while I was completing my Masters in America.

I was horrified; disgusted; angry all at once.  Angry at myself for ever trusting him because not only had he cheated but said the woman had a child to prove it.  Unbeknownst to me, my husband had gone for paternity tests and yes it was true that the child was his…

I had always made a vow to myself that should I ever find myself in that situation,  I would pack my bags and leave. Mmm easier said than done.

When this happened I was 3 months pregnant with our first child; and I made a decision then that I could not allow myself to feel and deal with the raging emotions because I could lose the child I was carrying.  So yes, I shelved the rage and the hatred.  I did however go on to cry myself to sleep every night after that for a long time. As I cried out to God, I asked him to just get me through the pregnancy without passing on the negative feelings and emotions I felt about my husband towards my unborn child.

I had never felt so completely betrayed, broken and lonely in my life; because I was too embarrassed to tell my family or my friends about what was really going on.  So I suffered in silence.  I hated my husband with so much venom that I never knew was possible…

Through all of this I had no desire or interest in communicating with my husband. After the initial conversations where I conveyed how I felt and how he had humiliated me, I was still stuck in limbo because a part of me still loved him but EVERYTHING had changed. I didn’t look at him the same way. In fact, he disgusted me and I wanted to do anything and everything possible to hurt him so he could feel if only a snippet of what I felt.

Things came to a head when I broke down before God and told him I was tired of carrying the weight of hatred and anger that I felt towards my husband.

It was then when I made the decision to forgive him – not for him but for myself. I realized that the only person I was harming in carrying the hatred was myself.

Forgiveness is not a feeling but a conscious decision where you can only do it with God’s help. The truth is sometimes you have to say over and over:  I choose to forgive….

You know true healing comes when you are honest with God about your feelings. For years I struggled because I just buried how hurt I really felt and as a result I was constantly angry and sad because I hadn’t allowed God to heal my broken heart.

I have shared this not to air my dirty laundry but to encourage someone who is hurting and struggling to let go of how you have been treated.   God loves me and HE loves you and there is nothing more painful than seeing someone go through things and think they are alone.

I am still a work in progress and find just meditating on how much God loves me helps when I have moments where I feel like…God after everything I did for that man and this was the thanks I got.

I have made a decision to not let the devil steal my present and my future by constantly dwelling on what he did because the fact is it’s done – I can’t change it but Lord knows I know that God is continuing to give me beauty for ashes…

My marriage is still very much in ‘rehab’ J I was ready to walk away but for some unknown reason God has not given me the peace and release to walk away.  It has only been very recently that I have begun praying for my husband and the marriage itself.

I had wanted the end of this post to be different where I would be sharing how my husband and I are so much in love but I felt like God wanted  me to be real and that it was okay to let people know that God is still working on me and the marriage.

Forgiving my husband was an important part of my healing process but the most important person I am now working on is myself – forgiving myself.  I say this because I was stuck in a quandary where I was obedient to God and stayed in the marriage, but on the one hand was angry at myself for staying with someone who had cheated on me.  As I prayed and processed my feelings one thing that God said to me was: ‘ You are Enough’.  This was liberating because at one stage I felt like I was not woman enough and should have done more to ensure this nightmare would never have happened.

I want to encourage anyone struggling to forgive to just go ahead and do it…God loves you and your life will be so much better for it.

Quintessentially Yours,




We’ve been nominated! Vote for Quintessential F at the 2016 ZIWA Awards

We got the news through messages of congrats trickling in on whatsapp earlier on this week. Yes, Quintessential F – this heartfelt movement that began through skype calls at our dining room tables in Harare and Lusaka – has received a nod in the Women’s Collective Category at the 2016 Edition of the ZIWA Awards! Also, fellow QF’s Tendayi Ndoro and Colleen Chifamba have also received nominations in separate categories – and we are super excited.

We are truly thankful for all your support since launching 2 years ago. This nomination is yet another validation of our efforts as we pursue an instruction from GOD. Again we say – thank you QFs!

It’s not always easy to share our musings, but what we do now is that nothing gives us more joy than knowing that we are not alone in our quest to self discovery. GOD is great, a master in showcasing our strengths if we allow ourselves to be used of Him. This is exactly what QF is about, and we are thrilled to have grown as we have!

Please show us some love by voting for an inspirational movement by Zimbabwean Women, for Zimbabwean Women – Quintessential F on

We cannot clinch this without your support 🙂

Quintessentially yours,

Ruvimbo and Yvonne


Boldly walking away from FEAR

I heard the call and I accepted the challenge to contribute to the Quintessential F dream of inspiring and encouraging women through written word. So I started to write an article, but before I could tidy it up I kept over-thinking and re-evaluating and before I knew it, a year had passed before I submitted something. I couldn’t, or maybe wouldn’t, figure out why I kept holding back. It was not until I came across some Facebook posts from a young American author called Tiana Patrice (Author of FiftyTwoShadesOfFearless) that I realised that what I was experiencing – and letting thrive – was fear. I was afraid that my articles would not be good enough, that no one would be inspired, encouraged or even interested in anything that I had to share.

To top it all off, so much terrible news was doing the rounds on the news channels and in social media. A lot was going wrong and it sometimes felt like there was no end in sight to the stressors and horrors. In addition to the loud voices of doom from outside my spheres of influence, my inner voices kept ringing loudly leading me to panic and and a state of being overwhelmed. The source of my fear was absolutely real.

It was after taking Tiana’s #ActivateYourFearless challenge that I appreciated that “Faith and fear can’t operate in the same space.” That I had to stop holding on to the kind of fear that was pulling me further and further away from my God given destiny.

Once I had resolved to let go of the fear and open myself up to all that God was calling me, I started getting a prompting to write about FEAR from different influences in my life. In church I was reminded that fear is the opposite of faith, that you cannot profess to believe in the power and might of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ when you are led by fear.

On social media my attention was caught by messages such as this one from a former schoolmate and friend,

Fear causes us to turn bad news into a bad report, we lose perspective but faith turns bad news into a good report. Walking with Holy Confidence.” Mavis Mazhura: Author and Speaker:   Facebook Page   02/04/2016

I then decided to explore the most common causes of the fear that forces us to lose our focus and grip.

Most of our fear is caused by our uncertainty about the future. Our need for control and absolute certainty pressures us to settle for nothing less. We just HAVE to be in charge of our destinies otherwise we have failed. It is easy to think that our opinion about our future is fact and nothing and no one should be allowed to mess with that. We are conditioned to visualise how our lives are going to turn out and what to be a success means.

It is unfortunate that these views can be the very reason that holds us back from fulfilling our destinies. My recent encounters have led me to realise that I am more than I or the world perceives. My experiences, positive and negative, have shaped me into the person that only God wants me to be.  No one lives in a vacuum. No one is in complete control. No one has all the answers. Your future is not going to be shaped by fear and anxiety. So why give in to fear when God is for us. He is on our side and we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us?

One lesson that I have learnt is that in the grand design of things, everything has a time and purpose. We may not understand nor appreciate why things are happening (or not happening) at the expected time but if we really dig deeper we will realise that there is a divine purpose in it all. Just Let Go! And Let God lead you into your future!

Fear can also rear its ugly head in the form of insecurity. For us women a lot of the negativity we face comes from comparing ourselves to our friends, siblings, peers, competitors and even to complete strangers.

“Comparison is the devil’s tool that has stopped many of us gals from stepping into our God-given destinies…and it’s time to stop!” Sharon Jaynes

I encourage you to learn from the experiences and successes of others but never look again at another woman with the kind of envy and comparison that distracts you from your own strengths and achievements.

On the 10th of May 2016, Tiana Patrice shared this profound message on Facebook;

“One of my secrets to my success this year is this….

I stopped watching others.

It’s so easy to get distracted by what others are doing, and compare it to where you are in your season. So I stopped. I unfollowed people. I even unfollowed people I admired. I stopped allowing myself to get consumed in someone else’s day, or marketing plan, or product, or service…. or whatever. I stopped focusing on everyone else’s chapter in their book and focused on mine… I read more, I worked more, I implemented more, I took action more… I stopped posting my every move…. I starved my distractions… and I fed my focus… And it worked!”

This is what we need to do! We need to stop focusing on the minute details of other people’s lives. We need to STARVE OUR DISTRACTIONS AND FEED OUR FOCUS! Go for it! Stop the negative comparisons, starve that fear and focus on your success!

Another cause of fear has been when one goes for their passion or calling and then somewhere along the way things get HARD. At that point fear of failure takes over and our first reaction is usually to give up. We start telling ourselves that this is not for us… that it is just too hard and not worth the time or effort. It is important to remember that;

Difficulties show men what they are. In case of any difficulty remember that God has pitted you against a rough antagonist that you may be a conqueror, and this cannot be without toil.” EPICTETUS

Do not let the fear of failure persuade you to let go of your dreams. Endure the hardships, overcome and keep moving.

I have consistently been at my best and most proud of myself after facing challenges that I sometimes thought were insurmountable and would be the death of me. I have come to appreciate difficulties as a moulding and building process where lessons are learnt, resilience and determination is developed and ultimately fear is conquered. It may hurt, but at the end of the trials I come out with a sense of victory, that I am a conqueror.

Whenever you feel overwhelmed by fear and a sense of failure just take this advice from Joyce Meyer; in her book Never Give UP! and tell the devil,

Listen, liar! I had a little setback, but it is not over yet! I will meet my goals. I will do what God is calling me to do. It is worth the effort, and you will not stop me.”  

While most of us harbour on the fear of failure a less obvious and equally dangerous preoccupation is…… the fear of success. We may have a set game plan or we are ready to accomplish the vision that we can clearly see yet we stumble and stutter simply because we are afraid of dealing with the success elements that come with it.

I remember once telling a friend about my vision and what I deem to be my purpose and when her reaction was, “Wow! You’re going to be famous!” I immediately cringed and pulled back. While I appreciated that my passion would possibly open me up to other people, that my vision had the potential to take me to other lands and to open me up to other cultures… I was filled with the dread of being exposed. I have always been a very private person and I was afraid of losing myself by unleashing my talents on the world. In order to counter unwanted attention I resolved to play small in order to avoid being too successful and famous!

In dealing with the fear of success I am encouraged to look at the example of Jesus who did not let the “fame” get in the way of His divine mission. Despite the positive and negative feedback He lived His mission and vision to the very end. His focus was not on the people and voices around Him but rather on what needed to be done. Jesus just DID! Simply and completely. But above all He did everything for the glory and honour of GOD! Not for His own glory and comfort.

As a parting word and in celebration of the life of one amazing Fearless Ambassador of Christ I leave you with this wisdom from Tiana Patrice,

“For those of you who are out there right now, doing God’s work. Stop stressing the details, because God will put you in the perfect position to ensure your purpose is properly executed!”

Be blessed! Be Fearless!

Quintessentially Yours,

QF Edith


An ode to SAM

13 July 2016 – a day that will forever be etched in the hearts and minds of Zimbabweans far and wide. Videos and text messages were flying across borders, time zones and social media platforms, as we awaited word on #ThisFlag’s Pastor Evan Mawarire. My  heart hung in my throat many a time; with shivers interrupting my silence from time to time, as I witnessed men and women, belt out songs of praise and worship to the Heavens, crying out to GOD that justice would be served.

By now we should all be up to speed with the current affairs of Zimbabwe. Even if you aren’t a keyboard activist of sorts or social media junky, messages and phone calls must have made their way to you one way or another. I was moved. Moved by Zimbabweans of all races and ages, gathered outside the aptly named “Rotten Row”, waiting for word on the proceedings within. To be honest, I’m still basking in the euphoria of happenings of that day. Passionate posts on the welfare of our country and wellbeing of friends and loved ones trucking on, through the state that is Zim, news headlines which have made their way to international networks and more – the people are alive and wanting a change for Zimbabwe. Even from this far away, a great number of us feel like we were there day in and day out.

My piece today, comes inspired by a picture I saw of Mrs. Mawarire, clad in a red blouse, awaiting word of her husband’s wellbeing. I’ve read several messages of thanks to her for being that mother that has selflessly given up her husband in this season. Those of us married know that it isn’t always easy to stand by the men we love. I am moved by what I imagine to be ethereal strength because Lord knows, I don’t know if I could do it. She stands with him, whom the world now knows as “The Flag Pastor”, watching him valiantly take on a passion that morphed from a few minutes of poetry-like spoken word, to a movement that is giving many in our generation hope of a better Zimbabwe.

I’ve tried to imagine what she had to tell her daughters when they didn’t see daddy after school the day before the trial. I imagined feelings of helplessness, anger, fear, anxiety, heightened stress – and so on – that she not only felt on that day – but today STILL. I can’t speak on how she felt then or what she feels right now, but I am enamored by the woman that is SAM. Sam today stands as a heroine to many of us who too carry the same desires for our nation, who too want a brighter Zimbabwe for our children and who – every single night, pray for their husband and his dreams.

As a wife, and a mother, my heart and sincere gratitude goes out to Samantha Mawarire today, for in her silence, she exudes strength. For those of us that are believers in the GOSPEL, it is easy to see that hers is a peace that can only come from her strength – GOD.

Only GOD can give a woman that much strength, and that much heart, to stay strong when the lives of her loved ones are now in the limelight for many a reason. Many have grown to know and love them through their work while ministering to the youth and young adults. Some of us have grown to love them since the first #ThisFlag video went viral.

Wherever you stand today, I ask that you continue to pray for abundant grace and protection for Sam Mawarire and her family. Her husband, who we are all cheering on from the sidelines, wishing that we too had as much courage as he has shown us in the weeks past – and her daughters, those precious souls who are wondering if daddy is okay – they all need our covering.

Thank you Sam for your endurance then, yesterday and today. Our hearts and prayers continue to make their way to the heavens. It shall be well.

Quintessentially Yours,

The Quintessential F Team