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Two personal experiences, how I handled them and their results:

I have a nice looking phone. I mean most people see it and their first comment is 'Ei your phone is nice. How much did you buy it' yada yada.
The problem is that most times people ring me and are told the phone is off: whereas I never turn my phone off.
I have gone to the network providers office and even had a sim replacement but problem still persists.
Back to why I wrote this post. I realized I keep talking about this. I keep passing comments about how useless my phone is, cursing my network providers and then forgetting about it for a while until someone tells me they were trying to reach me, and then cycle begins. Yet that hasn't changed my situation.

Let me juxtapose it to another situation and how I handled it.
I was expecting an important phone call from someone. One that i was very excited about. I told two very good friends of mine about this expected call because they were related to the situation in a way.
I kept waiting and waiting, and silently worrying that they had changed their minds about reaching me. Then I decided to talk to God about it.
Believe me when I tell you less than 24 hours later, I heard from the person. I mean my phone was still off to them but they found another way of communicating.

Whatever we are going through we have the option of talking, crying and cursing till we exhaust all the words in the dictionary and we will still not get anywhere. We would stay right where we are,more FRUSTRATED than we previously were.

Or we can talk about it and watch God do what He is best at doing.

Love you all loads. God bless you all. And I pray God answers all your prayers, especially your silent ones.

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