Thank You for Your Tender Mercies LORD!
Yes, I'm humbled. Prostrate, cast down, brought low. IT is alright LORD. I survived, actually Thrived considering the many, many plots that wo/man designed against me.
I'm cool GOD. I'm actually pretty satisfied.
"IT is what IT is." Some people can't love me because I irritate their personal demons. That is not my fault. I am who I am and I am proud. Yes I'm BEAMING!
There are some that claim they have a million reason to hate me. The fact is you really don't need a reason. You can just hate me, period. You don't have to invent reasons to continue torturing me. You don't like me, periodT!
Well! So what?
Nothing but criticism, criticism, NO COMPLIMENTS! No, nothing is good enough for some people. Some wo/men just nag, nag, nag. Some wo/men can't be happy, can't enjoy now, for deliberately trying to strip someone they don't like, can't like, of the little Joy they finally found.
I'm clinging to my Joy LORD. Help me to keep IT! "Be a fense all around me."
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