“Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! It calls out to love in an attempt to save myself. I don’t want to be one of those people who live their lives with boils, septic wounds and broken bones bleeding inside.”
Phindiwe Nkosi“I could smell the food fill up my hunger before the order was even placed.”
Phindiwe Nkosi“The heart aches in brokenness as daylight awakens the pain of knowing.”
Phindiwe Nkosi“I don’t know what more to say... I did not follow up in the days to come. I did not, I did, I should, I could... Just like that, I let that entire ordeal go.”
Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital“Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! It calls out to love in an attempt to save myself. I don’t want to be one of those people who live their lives with boils, septic wounds and broken bones bleeding inside.”
Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital“I found that when it hurt, sometimes the most effective response was to feel the pain rather than wish it away or pretend it was not there.”
Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital“We are designed to dance. To use our bodies as weapons of grace, beauty and intrigue. We are designed to stretch until we master growth. To replace old dead cells and be physically renewed each moment. So challenges don’t destroy us, they just should make us dance more swiftly and passionately. For when we dance we please God. Especially when we dance in brokenness.”
Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital“Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me!”
Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital“I do not claim to be a healer: only God is the Healer.”
Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital“This book attempts to record a journey to restoration that applies to ordinary people like you and I. It is a shot towards healing. A step headed for a new consciousness. It emerges from a moment in time where all seems lost.”
Phindiwe Nkosi, Behind the Hospital