Damaged on 01/‘25, yet so many questions were unanswered until 01/‘26.
My body, though traumatically broken, still harbors a will that doesn’t know how to quit.
I spoke to the one who rescued me. He was excited and happy to hear me doing so well again!
God’s grace (shown by the adrenaline rushing through him that night) allowed me to be pulled from my car before the flames began again.
I lay there on the cold ground, still, and wrapped like a baby boy.
He checked my pulse and breathing; though weak, his heart leaped for joy!
“Man, we are connected by Spirit!… I’ll never forget your name!”
After an hour of listening to him recall the events of that fateful night, Mr. Mark, for me the sentiment is the same!
Educated, well-versed, always optimistic, and seldom blue.
Yet, as I was unbearably naive, I was overtaxed and overworked, yes, more than I knew!
But now my eyes are beginning to open, and wisdom guides me in every decision.
Discernment and discretion preserve me, they help me see through the manipulation!
So, as a son of God I walk tall, my life secured in His hands!
Just as that collision didn’t stop me! Doubt and worry doesn’t stand a chance!
My future is still bright; and the healing process still continues!
For now, I know to rest in God’s love, embraced by His virtues!
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