Zeal
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I am about to vent yall. Sorry...
I need to talk right now I am in shock. I feel nothing. Is this God's way of giving me peace or am I just in shock? First I'll start by saying there was a horrible murder in my city http://www.philly.com/mld/dailynews/14063528.htm
As I was coimg home from work I was just looking at the front page of the paper and saying Lord why?
Then I get home to more bad news. I was supposed to go to the ballet tonight. I called my sister from work to ask her what time we were leaving and she was tripping. It was really getting on nerves she kept saying she would talk about it later. We'll talk about it when I get to house all kind of crazy talk. I called at 4:00 she still is talking crazy. Then she called and asked me to meet her at a hotel and that she could not explain why. I was thinking what is going on? Is it a surpirse?
Long story short when I get to the hotel I see my God Sister outside getting out of her car. So I said Hi what are you doing here? She did not hear me as she was carrying things.
As I enter the hotel lobby I see my God Mother, Mom and Sister. They have bags, and are putting them on the brass cart that the bell hop uses.
So I am thinking, "How cool is this? We are having a girls night out. I have a big smile on my face then my Mom comes up to me and says, "the house burned down" When she said this I was just looking at her and I felt absolutely nothing which I still don't. Then she said my God-mother who lives 2 doors over. So I am still like what?? She says don't talk about it. So here I am just arriving from work and they tell me the house that I spent most of my life in, most of my Christmas Like this past Christmas. (Ok it's hitting me now as I type and I am kind of spasing).
The house that I sat in this past Sunday for an hour and talked to my Godmother. The house where I made fruit cake. The house where My God-mothter just taught me sunday how to make homemade icing. The house were I learned a lot. The home where just this past Sunday a homeless guy came to the door and asked for food and she heated food for him that was her Sunday Dinner with a big ole piece of Cornbread, wrapped it up real good and gave it to him.
I don't understand
I was kidding with someone today and telling him he would understand something By and By. I guess that was for me. I don't understand. Prov 3:5,6 just came to me does that apply now?
She loves the Lord and does her best to to live like it.... She is no joke saved!
I just need words of comfort. I am just kind of shocked right now.
I need to talk right now I am in shock. I feel nothing. Is this God's way of giving me peace or am I just in shock? First I'll start by saying there was a horrible murder in my city http://www.philly.com/mld/dailynews/14063528.htm
As I was coimg home from work I was just looking at the front page of the paper and saying Lord why?
Then I get home to more bad news. I was supposed to go to the ballet tonight. I called my sister from work to ask her what time we were leaving and she was tripping. It was really getting on nerves she kept saying she would talk about it later. We'll talk about it when I get to house all kind of crazy talk. I called at 4:00 she still is talking crazy. Then she called and asked me to meet her at a hotel and that she could not explain why. I was thinking what is going on? Is it a surpirse?
Long story short when I get to the hotel I see my God Sister outside getting out of her car. So I said Hi what are you doing here? She did not hear me as she was carrying things.
As I enter the hotel lobby I see my God Mother, Mom and Sister. They have bags, and are putting them on the brass cart that the bell hop uses.
So I am thinking, "How cool is this? We are having a girls night out. I have a big smile on my face then my Mom comes up to me and says, "the house burned down" When she said this I was just looking at her and I felt absolutely nothing which I still don't. Then she said my God-mother who lives 2 doors over. So I am still like what?? She says don't talk about it. So here I am just arriving from work and they tell me the house that I spent most of my life in, most of my Christmas Like this past Christmas. (Ok it's hitting me now as I type and I am kind of spasing).
The house that I sat in this past Sunday for an hour and talked to my Godmother. The house where I made fruit cake. The house where My God-mothter just taught me sunday how to make homemade icing. The house were I learned a lot. The home where just this past Sunday a homeless guy came to the door and asked for food and she heated food for him that was her Sunday Dinner with a big ole piece of Cornbread, wrapped it up real good and gave it to him.
I don't understand
I was kidding with someone today and telling him he would understand something By and By. I guess that was for me. I don't understand. Prov 3:5,6 just came to me does that apply now?
She loves the Lord and does her best to to live like it.... She is no joke saved!
I just need words of comfort. I am just kind of shocked right now.
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