Weekly Journal - Omosa | Tsholo L. Sehume

Silence is never empty. It is always carrying something — grief, anger, wisdom, shame, reverence,...

One day you will meet the person your current choices have already started building. You...

There are yeses that no one ever hears. They are not announced, not witnessed, not...

You can spend your whole life winning — climbing, achieving, collecting everything other people call...

Rest has been reduced to a pause button. We speak of switching off as if...

Somewhere tonight, a door will close. Behind one door, two people will speak honestly about...

There is something almost unserious about the phrase “drawing a line in the sand.” You...

Some words are serious because they help people name serious things. But people, let us...

There is a moment in life that feels like injury time. The clock is almost...

Do we not often make conclusions from labels before we have met the substance? We...

Leadership empties people. It won’t always happen in a dramatic, collapsing, “I cannot do this...

This is the final reflection in the Before God, Without the Story series. In the...

Can I talk to men for a minute? Gentlemen, what we carry before God is...

I have been thinking about a phrase/statement/sentence we use a lot. It is a sentence...

I have often shied away from the spotlight. Sometimes I have called it a preference....