Thank God and the universe for carrying me when I couldn’t take another step. I am alive today because of God. I don’t know what God is. To me, God is energy that surrounds us and lives within each of us.
My life is not a bed of roses. It never was and probably never will be at this stage. I walked the grounds of hell, sometimes with enemies and the devil himself. On that note, the devil is a man and he’s white. (LOL).
Today I give thanks to the Lord who anointed my head with oil. My cup runneth over. “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.”
Being brought up Catholic and broken the shackles of guilt, I blocked everything about Catholicism and religion. However, Psalms 23.6 (?), The Lord Is My Shepherd, I have repeatedly recited in prayer since I was a little girl in Kingston, Jamaica.
Thank you, Lord. I could never have survived this long without your blessing. You enlightened me so I could find my way out of the darkness. Surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. Amen