Friday 27 March 2020

The writings of Sunny Caane

Dear Sunny

I saw recently, well about six months ago one whom my eyes beheld long ago. Her name now escapes me and I remember counseling her, well not that deep but more of an encouragement about her friend who passed away, and I comforted her with the word of God, telling her of His comfort and love. If I was to ask her what her fondest memory of me was, I wonder what she would say.

K.Oni

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