When God became my PA for a day.
When God became my PA for a day. Life was getting overwhelming. My to-do list was growing by leaps and bounds. I spent sleepless nights wondering where to begin and where to end. I decided to ask for divine intervention. “Could you please help me tackle this humongous list?" I pleaded and began to imagine what a day in my life would look like if the Divine One, or the Big Guy, as he is fondly referred to, were to be my PA for a day. Morning Mayhem (divine intervention) Instead of an alarm clock piercing my ears, I would gently be awakened by an angelic choir singing, “Rise and Shine.” That is certainly music to my ears. Instead of my usual filter coffee, a cup of foamy celestial latte sprinkled with stardust awaits me. There are pancakes, soft and fluffy as the clouds, and wild honey for breakfast. I needn’t worry about what to wear to work. My OOTD is all laid out, not a crease or a wrinkle to be seen. I love what I see. I don’t have t...