December 21, 2016


     Jesus, thank you for making it possible for me to come home (parent’s home). Thank you for putting me where I can be with my brothers, my mom, my dad… there was wrestling practice for my brother… it’s his senior year in high school, and I was able to go with him to practice and show him stuff… and just be a ‘support’… we’ve come back home… there’s a championship tournament tomorrow, from my understanding…, there’s a little bit of stress for him, it being his senior year and all… but, he will be okay… I’m just thankful that the ways they resolve stress, and stuff, does not involve alcohol and drugs… of course… those aren’t our only ‘quick-fixes’ or mood-adjusters… but I’m so grateful for them… I’m not worthy… and I must admit… I deserve death… but the God I serve is a good God, a merciful God… it is Him who has made all the difference… It is Him who makes ‘all of this’ work, He is holding ‘this’ all in orbit.


Author: clhemingwayii

How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth! Isaiah 52:7(KJV)

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