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Why||Was I Spared?

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zoepat22.253 days agoPeakD3 min read

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Why Was I Spared?

This is a question we often avoid asking, distracted by the demands of life. Yet, it lingers in the quiet moments, when we confront the fragility of existence: Why was I spared?

Why does my heart still beat while others have ceased? Why is breath still mine when it could have been taken? Does my life truly hold a purpose that justifies this divine mercy?

In the stillness, the answer came—not in thunderous declarations, but in whispers that stirred my spirit.

You were spared because you are significant in ways you cannot yet comprehend.
You are not a statistic of survival, nor a bystander in the theater of existence. Your being here is deliberate. Your life is not a random thread in the tapestry of humanity—it is a cornerstone. Without you, the design would falter.

God spared you because there is a weight to your existence, a divine urgency tied to your purpose. The world would leak without your presence, crack under the strain of your absence. You are a bearer of solutions, a custodian of light, and a vessel for divine intent.

You were not spared to merely exist, to drift, or to waste the days given to you. You were spared because there is work to do. Lives to touch. Gaps to fill. Shadows to illuminate. You carry an assignment so uniquely yours that heaven deemed your survival essential.

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Use every opportunity to bless the lives you can, reach out to people, be the source of happiness in someone's life. Disease from causing pain to people and start loving genuinely, causing laughter and peace to everyone you come across with. Let men see you as a divine being, causing healing, giving ears to the broken hearted, and pouring out love and comfort.

Consider this: The breath in your nostrils is not yours. It is borrowed. Every inhale is a reminder of a debt owed—not in fear, but in reverence.

I no longer ask why I was spared. Instead, I ask, “How can I make the sparing count?”

Because the truth is, one day the breath will leave. The pulse will stop. And in that moment, the question will no longer be, “Why was I spared?” but, “What did I do with the time I was given?”

Live like you were spared for something extraordinary—because you were 🔥 🔥

✨Focus on birthing the best of you
✨Focus on not compromising your standard to please anyone
✨Focus on your strength because you cannot use those weaknesses to strengthen anyone
✨Focus and you will increase

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💫My greatest asset for 2025 is myself. 😎😎

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