FOR I HAVE MADE A BEAUTEOUS BFF,
SOMETHING THAT HAS NOT HAPPENED TO ME
SINCE HIGH SCHOOL.
YOU SEE, LIZZIE AND ME, WE JUST CLICKED.
IT WAS GOD. HE HAS A PLAN.
AND, PRAISE MY SWEET JESUS,
HE HAS BLESSED ME SO I CAN NOT ONLY BLESS HER,
BUT HER BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTERS AS WELL,
WHO CALL ME, PRAISE MY SWEET JESUS, AUNTIE SHERRIE.
YOU SEE, I HAVE NO GRANDCHILDREN.
I THOUGHT I WOULD HAVE SOME BY NOW.
BUT ONE NIGHT, PRAYING ABOUT IT, CRYING,
PRAYING, CRYING, PRAYING, CRYING...
WHAT? YOU HAVEN'T BEEN THERE YOURSELF,
ON YOUR KNEES IN SUPPLICATION TO GOD, OUR MAKER?
GOD REMINDED ME OF WHAT HE HAD TOLD ABRAHAM
AND TO LOOK UP IN THE SKY
AND LOOK UP AT THE STARS AT NIGHT
AND THAT'S HOW MANY GRANDCHILDREN
I WOULD HAVE. I WOULD BE JOYFULLY SATISFIED.
AND NOW ALL OF THESE NIECES AND NEPHEWS,
AND EVEN A NEW SON IN ALEXANDRIA EGYPT
AND HIS FRIENDS.
SO, WHY, MY SOUL, ARE YOU SO DOWNCAST?
MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE THERE ARE TIMES
WHEN I FEEL MY LIFE IS IN DANGER.
AND THOSE USHERS YELLING AT ME,
MOCKING MY DISABILITY?
REALLY???
AND THEN HAVE SO CALLED MEN AND WOMEN OF GOD
MOCK MY SPIRITUAL GIFTS?
WHAT'S A GIRL TO DO?
EXCUSE' MOI' BUT I WAS AWARE THAT IT SAYS IN THE BIBLE
THAT JESUS IS THE SAME TODAY, TOMORROW AND YESTERDAY.
HELLO.
I KNOW I AM NOT ONLY SUPPOSED TO FORGIVE THEM,
BUT FORGET THEIR ATROCITIES AS WELL.
SO THAT IS WHY I MUST FOR MY OWN HEALTH
AND MY OWN HEART
AND MY OWN SOUL
NOT JUST FORGIVE, BUT FORGET.
AFTER ALL, GOD HAS NOT ONLY FORGIVEN
BUT FORGOTTEN ALL MY SINS,
EACH AND EVERY NUMEROUS ONE OF THEM,
AND THROWN THEM INTO THE LAKE OF FIRE.
SO WHO AM I TO HOLD A GRUDGE?
AND MY BEAUTIFUL SWEET BFF LIZZIE...
HER LITTLE LIGHT? IT'S ABOUT THE SIZE OF A LIGHTHOUSE.
MY BEAUTEOUS LIZZIE, MY BEST FRIEND FOREVER,
I PRAY THAT YOU COULD SEE YOURSELF THE WAY I DO,
THE WAY OUR SWEET JESUS, OUR MAKER, SEES YOU TOO.
AND HER DAUGHTER CLOE ALREADY LOVES ME.
SEE HOW MUCH LOVE THAT IS RETURNED TO YOU
WHEN YOU WALK IN LOVE AND FAITH
THROUGH EVERY SINGLE STORM THAT IS SENT YOUR WAY?
NOT THAT I'M BLESSING HER TO BE BLESSED IN RETURN.
I AM JUST ASKING MYSELF WWJD, OKEY DOKEY?
YOU CANNOT WALK AROUND THESE STORMS.
THERE ARE NO DETOURS,
AT LEAST NONE THAT I WOULD SUGGEST YOU TAKE.
STORMS ARE MEANT TO PURIFY US,
AND WE MAKE IT THROUGH THEM,
AS CHRISTIANS,
BY EITHER HOLDING MY SWEET JESUS' HAND
OR, IN THE WORST, GLOOMY, MISTY, MURKY, NEBULOUS
PARTS, HE WILL CARRY US.
CARRY ME TODAY, MY SWEET JESUS.
AND THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR BLESSING ME
WITH A YOUNGER SISTER IN JESUS, LIZZIE.
FOR SHE IS NOT ONLY BEAUTEOUS, BUT WISE AS WELL.
AND STRONG.
AND I NEED THAT.
YOU KNEW THAT TOO, DIDN'T YOU LORD?
PSALM 42:5 -- WHY, MY SOUL, ARE YOU DOWNCAST? WHY SO DISTURBED IN ME? PUT YOUR HOPE IN GOD, FOR I WILL YET PRAISE HIM, MY SAVIOR AND MY GOD.
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