A wedding attended by artists

Enjoy the latest episode of Ethiopian artist attending a wedding ceremony. 

When the New Year comes, it always reminds me of my potential, not of its meaning. At every festival, potential neighbors come to my door to remind me that I can't do anything about the holiday season without thinking about what I've eaten all year long and what I've eaten here.

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When I got sick, they asked me to buy medicine and they did not answer, but they brought food. Eat the food you bring, They do not ask me. I don't care if I agree or not. They simply give me food without asking how I feel because I am poor and they are generous.

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Some feel that God has created us as the giver and the receiver as the only recipient. They call on the name of God in everything they do. Donor: I also received them, For my part, they persecute me for my own sake, thinking that good things will come to them in heaven.

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But today the main reason I want to tell you this is not to talk about what you did to me when I needed it for more than a year. It's like teaching someone to understand and give. Waiting for a snack is like making a lot of food and throwing it in the trash.

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The Passover of a man; Christmas Or at New Year's Eve, 365 days are all the same. I would like to see a person who wants to donate a permanent solution to the problem every month, in a way that provides a permanent, permanent solution. I wish it weren't just a trick.

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Today many poor people, including me, are eating too much. But the next day no one looked back. Another Passover: Another New Year: We will all forget about it until the next holiday. Not only do we forget, but they flee from us, They change direction. As soon as the holiday season arrives, they knock on the door and bring in food.

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But now, every year, every year, my soul is troubled. I doubt the very existence of God. I believe that life on earth is not fair. Many poor people share this idea and I believe. But the idea of ​​a rich man giving his money to a poor man who is not worthy of it annoys him.

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What do you mean, hope? But do you think Jesus Christ really knows me and my life? So how can he not make me happy one day without my sad 365 days? Uploaded: The deceased: Does the One who is glorified among the dead care about me?

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Thank you for taking the time to read me. If there is anyone who wants to help me, I want you to help me. Don't remind me of my poverty when the holidays come. Have a nice day!