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Hi everyone! welcome to Amesiamina's blog. Amesiamina is the Ewe word used for Messiah. it means "anointed"; literally, "one that has been smeared with oil." I love to write and will be sharing things God has laid on my heart over the years which I believe He wants me to share. 

 I greatly believe that we should exhort one another each day while it is called today so that none of us is hardened by the deceitful power of sin. 

 Join me in this journey of learning and loving the Lord. I hope you are edified and blessed by the contents of this blog and I hope to learn from you all. Mia woezor! 












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