Dear LORD thank you for preventing me from snapping on my mother. All those months I carried that concealed weapon , planning to stab the young man that molested me. Nothing in me would allow me to believe that my mother did not love me, was not always looking out for me.
My mother was my friend. We drank together. I was fourteen, permitted to drink "likker"! I was the bar tender, the drink master, the "Salty Dog" champion. I know now Martha's maturity never reached that of a "twelve year old".
Is jealousy, envy, a common human practice? Or is it just an act of immaturity? of reprobates? No matter. I lived it. I learned from it. I'm pressing on.
I am flabbergasted, actually stunned by the number of people that declare their great love for our LORD Jesus Christ without ever reading the Bible. Intelligent people that sit under fellow human beings trusting their soul salvation to a fellow human being.
Poor Michael Jackson trusted his life, his very life, to some so called man because he was supposed to be a caring physician.
I can not go to sleep while riding in a car. I laugh because I blame Chevy Chase's "National Lampoon Vacation". It is the lack of trust I have for every driver other than myself. You may claim to be alert., I don't care, I am going to keep one eye open.
I hear you "preacher". I will listen to your sermon but I will not stop there. I do hunger for the word. I accept my lot in life. I thank GOD for my many gifts, for my many opportunities to be saved, rescued. I do thank GOD for keeping a ram in the bushes. I do look back over my life and find myself in absolute awe.
I thank (HIM) for self discipline, tenacity, for longevity. for empathy.
Praise the LORD!
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