After my husband’s funeral, his brother gave me a sealed envelope with my name on it. inside was a single key and a note that read, “don’t trust your children. the truth is waiting…” At my husband’s funeral, his brother pressed a sealed envelope into my hands. “Robert wanted you to have this,” he whispered, his eyes avoiding mine. “Open it when you’re alone.” Sitting in my car, my hands shaking, I opened the envelope. Inside was a single, old-fashioned brass key and a note in my husband's handwr

At my husband’s funeral, his brother quietly pressed a sealed envelope into my hands. “Robert wanted you to have this,” he whispered, not looking at me. “Open it when you’re alone.” Later, sitting alone in my car, my hands shaking, I tore open the envelope. Inside was a single old brass key and a note written in my husband’s handwriting. My dearest Maggie, it began. If you’re reading this, then I’m gone. Everything I’ve done was to protect you. Don’t trust your children. I froze. How could this

2.3K views · 233 reactions | The joy of ministry is evident! We have arrived safely in Newfoundland Canada. Lord Jesus reign and rule over this Nation in Jesus Name. We speak that the gates open for the King of Glory to come in. We are glad to be of use in the hands of the master. Please keep us in prayers. We are not here for tourism but for kingdom assignment. God bless you all #Grace #christianity #Queen #womanarise #prayerworks #StarsEverywhere #women | Pastor Esther Obasi-ike | Facebook