A Divine Symphony of Purpose

In the quiet town of Kisumu, where life unfolded at its own pace, there lived a man named Samuel who found solace in contemplating the mysteries of existence. Samuel often reflected on the saying that being born is luck, but dying is a must. One day, he stumbled upon a startling statistic that approximately 150,000 people die every day. This staggering number resonated with him, making him ponder the significance of his own existence.

As Samuel walked through the town’s streets, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude for still being among the living. He believed that the fact he and those around him were not part of the daily tally of departed souls was more than mere chance; it was a testament to a divine purpose. Samuel thought that perhaps God had woven an intricate tapestry of unfinished business, binding them to a destiny yet to unfold. In the small moments of everyday life, he sought meaning and strived to understand the unique purpose that kept them off the list of those whose time had come. In the simplicity of his reflections, Samuel found comfort in the idea that there was a greater plan, a purpose waiting to be unveiled, and that their continued existence was a sign of a journey still unfolding.