Jonah Marvine

Welcome to my memories.

A journey.

Not a destination.

A place
where opportunity exists,

and I’m reminded

that I’m real.

Still…

Some nights, I wonder,

“Is this life?
Or just a dream?”

It’s hard to tell.

BEGINNINGS

Born in a mud hut.

Wrapped in village dust.

Drank from dirty streams.

Sexually assaulted.

Knew hunger.

Lived without electricity.

Without a map.

Only faith lit the way.

RESCUED

In the arms of an orphanage.

Learned Luganda.

Carried scars too young.

RAISED

Adopted.

A new family.

A new culture.

Learned English.

Clean water.

WiFi.

Books.

Unlimited meals.

PRESENT

Academic scholarships.

Athletic scholarships.

From barefoot beginnings

to blessed opportunities.

This isn’t luck.

Not random chance.

This is grace.

GOD

The true Author,

writing my chapters.

And me?

I just keep turning pages…

One by one.

Each step

becomes another memory.

He is in control.

And when He is,

anything

is

possible.