Hey—It’s Toffer.
Amen means I believe. A seal at the end of a prayer.
But in ancient Egypt, it meant the hidden one.
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Belief isn’t loud.
It waits in the dark corners of the day, under the meetings, behind the polite replies.
You’d think it lives in grand speeches, future plans, ten-year visions.
Simon Sinek tells us to start with it. But no.
Belief is a Trojan horse. It hides in the now. In the small, almost invisible choices.
In the heartbeat before I say yes or no.
There’s a pulse under belief.
Amen calls me to the moment.
Stripping off future excuses.
It’s tempting to stay safe. To nod along. To let time pass, unseen.
But belief isn’t a warm blanket for the future. It’s a blade for the present.
Amen isn’t an ending. It’s a beginning that demands everything right now.
Amen should sound like a bell ringing in this exact second.
A declaration to the moment, not to some distant someday.
Hidden. Now.
Your Friend in Time,
Toffer