I lost my iPhone yesterday. I searched every where, grew frantic. Why hadn't I activated that app that would enable me to find it? (too sorry) Why did I get rid of my land line? (too cheap)
The longer I searched, the more frantic I became. No phone. What was I going to do? I only know one phone number, my daughter's. I started to feel dumb again, pathetic again, worthless again. That phone was expensive. It wasn't locked.
"Go back where you came from … retrace your steps and you will find your phone." I listened, went back down the stairs, looked around the front of my complex. No phone. Dejected I lamented "woe is me … defeated again."
Tried to curl up in a ball again. I heard her voice again;"You ain't SHIIITTTTTTT!!! You black as taaarrrrrrrrr! " Followed by her hideous laugh. "I'm an OOORDAINED MINISTER! I got away! You idiots didn't catch me! I fooled you! I fooled all of you! I stole my daddy's mantel, preached falsely and you idiots were too dumb and too weak to stop me! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! "
"GO BACK! Retrace carefully!" again I listened, heeded, FOUND MY PHONE! PRAISE THE LORD!
It was in 1997 that GOD sent me back into the clutches of the greatest secret viper that ever lived. A woman so insane, so disturbed she MURDERED HER OWN FATHER!
Dear LORD when I recall the things that abomination made me witness and hold in terrorizing secrecy, I cringe, curl up in a fetal ball, shaking and crying. Then GOD touches my heart with a finger of love and reminds me; "Relax baby, I got this!"
To GOD be the Glory!
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