I just know that if it was up to me, would I keep pressing like I am, or would I give up? I mean many are seduced or influenced by either pressing or giving up. I dwell with more than just the physical. The spiritual remains strong knowing who its owner is, but flesh wise, going with the waves life throws.
I just know God is who I need him to be. Whether you believe or don't. You're purposed to be. And favored all the more, cause it's been many times, you wasn't supposed to be tragic, but favored when you stepped up, or don't know when that come up to pay a bill.
I just know how I live. Never lacked in anything. Or, suffered any kind of trauma, where he wasn't present. When I just tested him, alone in the dark with a knife, ready to meet him. He told me "Boy, put that down. You know you don't like knife to flesh. And, look at the result?" Mother and sister come in to see me dead. He was my father in that moment.
I just know that He is present, believe or not. And, it's comforting to know, that even thought I can't see the pits and traps, I'll take the pain, and keep pressing, cause I'll let him be the judge, not what's temporary or in our natures.
This is all I know. Just saying.
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