• Grace
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    Grace #discipline
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  • Farmer purity
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    Farmer purity #discipline
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  • Love and light


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    Love and light #discipline
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  • When everything keep breaking while you're trying hard to mend. Just give yourself a break and get back to it later.
    #Stephenjesse #Discipline #nakupenda
    When everything keep breaking while you're trying hard to mend. Just give yourself a break and get back to it later. #Stephenjesse #Discipline #nakupenda
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  • #Discipline
    #myMentor
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    #Discipline #myMentor #nakupenda
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  • #Readyforschool
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    #Readyforschool #SMARTGIRL #Discipline #nakupenda
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  • She was just a cleaner trying to get to work. One splash of mud changed all her life! The rich woman behind the wheel had no idea – someone powerful was watching...
    The city woke in silence, cloaked in early mist and leftover rain. Streetlights blinked against the morning haze, and the air still carried the chill of night. Along Crownville Avenue, a young woman moved with quiet purpose. She wasn’t in a rush, but her pace was steady—like someone used to walking the long road.
    Her uniform was clean, her shoes worn from use. A small bag hung from her shoulder, packed with her breakfast and cleaning gloves. No makeup, no umbrella, no shield from what life might bring that day.
    At the next corner, a sleek white SUV waited for the light. Its engine hummed with soft power. Inside sat a well-dressed woman in large sunglasses, sipping something green from a straw and scrolling her phone.
    And then—
    A splash.
    A sharp burst of water from a puddle.
    And the young woman stopped, soaked from head to toe.
    There was no time to react.
    The SUV rolled past, slowing just enough for a voice to call out from the window—cheerful, distant, maybe even amused. Then it sped off, disappearing into the traffic like nothing had happened.
    She stood still for a moment. No screams. No anger. She just adjusted her bag, blinked a few times, and kept walking.
    But someone else saw.
    From across the street, a dark sedan sat quietly. Behind its tinted windows, a man watched the entire moment unfold. His eyes followed the woman, then shifted to the SUV fading into the distance.
    He didn’t smile.
    He didn’t speak.
    But his fingers tapped the steering wheel once—then again.
    He picked up his phone.
    “Can you find out who she is?” he asked, voice calm but firm. “The girl who just got splashed.”
    A short pause.
    “Yes, sir,” came the reply.
    The line clicked off.
    The young woman never looked back. She didn’t know anyone had noticed. She didn’t know her morning had been quietly recorded in someone else’s mind—and that her quiet resilience had just shifted something unexpected.
    Because sometimes, the smallest moments leave the biggest impressions.
    And not all acts of kindness are random.
    Sometimes, someone sees more than we think.
    And sometimes, it all begins with a splash.....
    #DISCIPLINE
    #NAKUPENDA
    She was just a cleaner trying to get to work. One splash of mud changed all her life! The rich woman behind the wheel had no idea – someone powerful was watching...😲😲😲 The city woke in silence, cloaked in early mist and leftover rain. Streetlights blinked against the morning haze, and the air still carried the chill of night. Along Crownville Avenue, a young woman moved with quiet purpose. She wasn’t in a rush, but her pace was steady—like someone used to walking the long road. Her uniform was clean, her shoes worn from use. A small bag hung from her shoulder, packed with her breakfast and cleaning gloves. No makeup, no umbrella, no shield from what life might bring that day. At the next corner, a sleek white SUV waited for the light. Its engine hummed with soft power. Inside sat a well-dressed woman in large sunglasses, sipping something green from a straw and scrolling her phone. And then— A splash. A sharp burst of water from a puddle. And the young woman stopped, soaked from head to toe. There was no time to react. The SUV rolled past, slowing just enough for a voice to call out from the window—cheerful, distant, maybe even amused. Then it sped off, disappearing into the traffic like nothing had happened. She stood still for a moment. No screams. No anger. She just adjusted her bag, blinked a few times, and kept walking. But someone else saw. From across the street, a dark sedan sat quietly. Behind its tinted windows, a man watched the entire moment unfold. His eyes followed the woman, then shifted to the SUV fading into the distance. He didn’t smile. He didn’t speak. But his fingers tapped the steering wheel once—then again. He picked up his phone. “Can you find out who she is?” he asked, voice calm but firm. “The girl who just got splashed.” A short pause. “Yes, sir,” came the reply. The line clicked off. The young woman never looked back. She didn’t know anyone had noticed. She didn’t know her morning had been quietly recorded in someone else’s mind—and that her quiet resilience had just shifted something unexpected. Because sometimes, the smallest moments leave the biggest impressions. And not all acts of kindness are random. Sometimes, someone sees more than we think. And sometimes, it all begins with a splash..... #DISCIPLINE #NAKUPENDA
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  • Make a Whole lot of SENSE, when you make your STATEMENT!
    the stage is yours at that moment, OWN IT!
    #Stephenjesse
    #Nakupenda
    #Discipline
    Make a Whole lot of SENSE, when you make your STATEMENT! the stage is yours at that moment, OWN IT! #Stephenjesse #Nakupenda #Discipline
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  • #wordoftheday
    #Discipline
    #healthy
    #wordoftheday #Discipline #healthy
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  • #Discipline# Body Safety Rules for Children.......teach this to your children so they can be staying safe.....
    #Discipline# Body Safety Rules for Children.......teach this to your children so they can be staying safe.....
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  • Hi
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    Hi #discipline
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  • The Character. The Habit. The You.
    At the end of the day, what really follows us isn’t just what we’ve said or achieved—it’s who we’ve become.
    The character we have lived.
    The habit we have formed.
    The you that played the role.

    Our character is the unseen voice that speaks for us even in our absence. It’s not built in the spotlight, it’s forged in the quiet, private choices we make when no one is watching us.

    Our habits?
    Well, as we know it is the small, repetitive steps that shape our direction.
    They either grow us or ground us. Build us or break us.
    We don’t rise to the level of our dreams by just dreaming—we fall to the level of our discipline. The rigorous process that forms that very habit.

    And then there’s you !
    The version of yourself you’re becoming daily.
    Not the curated one for others, but the raw, real one. The one who’s learning, failing, showing up, healing, becoming.

    So don’t just work on what you do; work on who you are.
    Because eventually, the life you live will reflect the character, the habit, and the you, that you’ve built over time.
    #GodsGeneration
    #spreadthelove
    The Character. The Habit. The You. At the end of the day, what really follows us isn’t just what we’ve said or achieved—it’s who we’ve become. The character we have lived. The habit we have formed. The you that played the role. Our character is the unseen voice that speaks for us even in our absence. It’s not built in the spotlight, it’s forged in the quiet, private choices we make when no one is watching us. Our habits? Well, as we know it is the small, repetitive steps that shape our direction. They either grow us or ground us. Build us or break us. We don’t rise to the level of our dreams by just dreaming—we fall to the level of our discipline. The rigorous process that forms that very habit. And then there’s you 🙃! The version of yourself you’re becoming daily. Not the curated one for others, but the raw, real one. The one who’s learning, failing, showing up, healing, becoming. So don’t just work on what you do; work on who you are. Because eventually, the life you live will reflect the character, the habit, and the you, that you’ve built over time. #GodsGeneration #spreadthelove
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