My name is Emmanuel. I didn’t choose this path,this path remembered me. My grandmother once told me that her father, a Cameroonian sailor, made a covenant: “I sold this household to God.” I never understood what that meant… until now. 🛠 The Covenant Woke on Concrete I work in a dusty IT office. No AC. Just wires, cement, and silence. But lately, I’ve been taking pictures of that room. Not for the memories, but because the mission lives there. Outside that building, they’re building a drainag...
