Its 6:15 am on Friday December 6 2024, I am still in bed. My mind goes into prayer giving God all the things that I can not change. All the hurt and pain from my heart I hand over to him. "Take the ugly things that I could not control off my life," I pray. It certainly was not an easy life as a high servant of God, only mercy of the divine God saw me through. My story one day needs to be told, not many did what I did and survive through it.
Its 6:15 am on Friday December 6 2024, I am still in bed. My mind goes into prayer giving God all the things that I can not change. All the hurt and pain from my heart I hand over to him. "Take the ugly things that I could not control off my life," I pray. It certainly was not an easy life as a high servant of God, only mercy of the divine God saw me through. My story one day needs to be told, not many did what I did and survive through it.