As I'm laying here, getting ready to rest my eyes for at least 8 hrs, God willing, I chose to look back on the last few weeks and what I thought were money issues of mine. One sentence comes to mind.
"God works in mysterious ways."
That couldn't be more true if you had a front seat to my documentary which doesn't exist. I had to take a moment tonight to ask for forgiveness. How truly ungrateful I was. I'm just smh at myself. I'm glad, at least, I am aware of it and know to really work hard at seeing what's around me. What I'm able to provide. No wonder they look at me as if I'm HOPE. They're not taking advantage of me. They love me. They DO appreciate me. They're just doing what I am incapable of doing. Asking for help. And willingly, got to the point of them not having to ask, I just do. I'm genuinely happy. I have nothing to complain about. My son has his own bed he sleeps in, really his own room [I just sleep in it], no tv but I got my music. And that, ladies and gentlemen is truly wonderful. Thee gift, here, is being able to listen to this music. God, thank You for my life, and for those lives around me. Life could never be perfect, but it really is great, and I thank You for waking my senses.
Let me just take a moment-please.
