A rainy day in Georgia

It is a beautiful rainy day in Georgia. Viewing the beautiful rain through my windows is so soothing, relaxing.  Why did I have to get old to enjoy something so simple?  I've always loved days like this but my appreciation grew tremendously when I woke up one day with white hair!    Snow white hair, no not all, a great deal though.  But,  the hair that is white, is White!  I am grey.  I love it.

Why am I such a naturalist? I hate dyed hair.  It makes your skin look like leather .  You have a hardened artificial appearance.

Aging is a part of living.   Youth is a vapor.   That is why the intractable evil doer is such a vile menace.  Why take the time to plot, to stalk your own children because you feel guilty about your perversion.  Perversion you pretended to be too cowardly to face.

Some people are just vipers.  Shun them.  Please do not become victimized by your own mother or family members.  Do look at their fruit.  Pray for courage.  It may be hard for you to find your courage  if you have been forced to witness vile bloody assaults from infancy.  If you have been secretly stalked by a lunatic malignant narcissistic "root working"/preacher/prostitute/pathological liar that lived too long.

  Pray.  Fast.  Seek GOD's face. Use your Holy Ghost Power!

Praise the LORD!