I know my cold heart has been tryin to warm up again lately. When it’s not of your own efforts, that’s when it’s real. I’ve been through things that have brought me to a hellacious level of blasphemy and resentment that I can’t describe with mere words. Relatable to the book of Job, but to much more audacious levels. I’m surprised I haven’t been stricken down completely by God many times over. But as I said in “Find My Way”, I “know what’s right, know what’s wrong despite decisions I’ve made.” Idk “why me” in so many ways, but I know that I’m a vessel and I will honor that which I can’t deny to the best of my ability. I’ve surrendered all and I’ve completely quenched multiple times throughout the years of trials and tribulations. I’ve honored and I’ve failed. I’ve been through peaks and valleys… through oceans deep and through desolations. Nobody on this earth knows me and my life anywhere close to myself and my God. No amount of words could come close to telling the full story that is my life. What matters in the realm of divinity is not of this world. My testimony can die just like me. To be continued…
