“Jesu Ni Ìtùnú Ọkàn Mi” There are seasons where the heart gets tired — not because it is weak, but because life has pressed it too long, too hard, too silently. Seasons where you carry battles nobody sees, where your smile hides storms, where your breath feels heavier than your body. I’ve been there. I’ve walked through nights where fear whispered louder than faith, where my own strength felt too small to hold me together. But even in the places where I broke quietly, Jesus stepped in loudly. He didn’t wait for me to be strong — He became my strength. He didn’t wait for me to be whole — He became my healing. He didn’t wait for me to understand — He became my peace. “Jesu Ni Ìtùnú Ọkàn Mi” is not just a line; it’s the truth that carried me through valleys I never thought I’d survive.