You can plot, you can lie, you can smile with venom behind your teeth, but what you cannot do is win against a woman GOD defends. I do not raise my voice, I raise my faith. I do not clap back, I step back, because when I move out the way, GOD steps in. And trust me, you do not want to be on the receiving end of divine retribution. When I say I am protected, I mean GOD has a front-row seat to every betrayal and He takes notes with thunder.
See, I learned that revenge is too small for the wars I have survived. I do not chase people who wronged me. I do not compete with their gossip. I just watch them slowly choke on their own energy. GOD does not forget. He does not need screenshots or stories. He has been there since the first lie left your lips. And when He moves, it is not out of spite, it is out of justice.
When GOD fights for me, He does not throw hands. He rearranges lives. He will snatch peace from the pretenders, confuse their plans, expose their masks, and humble their pride. He will let them sit in silence wondering why everything they touch crumbles, whilst I rise, radiant, untouched, and unbothered. That is not karma, that is kingdom retaliation.
People think karma is coincidence.. Oh no baby, it is divine coordination. The same mouths that tried to curse me will one day whisper my name in awe. The same hands that tried to harm me will tremble when they realize they touched what was sacred. You see, I am not lucky. I am chosen. I am not dramatic. I am divinely protected.
I have stopped warning people about messing with me, because GOD does that for me now. He does not come swinging. He comes silent, strategic, and surgical. His justice is poetic. He lets them watch me glow from the very darkness they wished upon me. Every loss they planned for me becomes their own lesson in humility.
You can make an enemy out of me, but you will end up fighting a battle you cannot see, against a power you cannot touch, for a soul you ill never destroy. GOD does not play about me. And when He fights, He finishes. 💥
