There is a phrase in my mother tongue, Setswana, that has become the foundation of my life: Modimo O mosa. It means God is gracious. God is merciful. This truth is the bedrock of my story. I remember the day I decided to live for Modimo, not out of duty, but from a place of profound encounter.

That decision did not instantly make me perfect because, in fact, I think the opposite may have happened in that I suddenly became more acutely aware than ever of my own imperfections, shortcomings, and vices. This journey has been a raw process of being reconfigured, redefined, remade, reimagined… I can almost say re-created, yet it is a path I would choose again a million times over. For in that awareness of my own brokenness, I truly began to understand grace. I saw that I could fall short, and yet, the truth remained unshakable: Modimo O Mosa!