๐—ข๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€, ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—œ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ: ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป.

Believers do not grow weary overnight. They lose it slowly. By exhaustion. By repetition. By starting over so many times that one day they simply stop trying.

The same prayers. The same falls. The same quiet shame Daily. The same private vow on Sunday Morning that this week will be different, followed by the same private collapse on Wednesday afternoon.

I have sat with too many of them. I have watched men and women who genuinely love God walk in slowly, sit down heavily, and ask the same question with their eyes before their mouths even open:
Why can I not stay?
Why does it never last?

That question is the reason this book exists.

Roots and Wings was not just born in a study. It was born in a counselling chair, in midnight phone calls, in the eyes of believers who had run out of words for what was happening inside them.
It is a book for the one who has tasted God but cannot hold on. The one who burns, then fades. Who flies, then falls. Who has almost walked away, not because faith is dead, but because growth stopped a long time ago.

If that is you, you are not broken beyond repair. You are just under-rooted. And there is a way back to depth.

You can Grab your copy and reach out for your Testimony

Purchase the book via the link in the comment section.

Congratulations!

#RootsAndWings
#spiritualgrowth
๐—ข๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€, ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—œ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ: ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ป๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป. Believers do not grow weary overnight. They lose it slowly. By exhaustion. By repetition. By starting over so many times that one day they simply stop trying. The same prayers. The same falls. The same quiet shame Daily. The same private vow on Sunday Morning that this week will be different, followed by the same private collapse on Wednesday afternoon. I have sat with too many of them. I have watched men and women who genuinely love God walk in slowly, sit down heavily, and ask the same question with their eyes before their mouths even open: Why can I not stay? Why does it never last? That question is the reason this book exists. Roots and Wings was not just born in a study. It was born in a counselling chair, in midnight phone calls, in the eyes of believers who had run out of words for what was happening inside them. It is a book for the one who has tasted God but cannot hold on. The one who burns, then fades. Who flies, then falls. Who has almost walked away, not because faith is dead, but because growth stopped a long time ago. If that is you, you are not broken beyond repair. You are just under-rooted. And there is a way back to depth. You can Grab your copy and reach out for your Testimony Purchase the book via the link in the comment section. Congratulations! #RootsAndWings #spiritualgrowth
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