“God we got 9 minutes… let’s get into it 💪🏽😤💪🏽” So I’m sitting here on the corner of the streets that intersect at my kids school. To be exact, I’m laying on a bench. Hannah had a game tonight. I wasn’t feeling good at all, today. Physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually… none of it. Having one of those “any time now, God” kinda days. One of those days that makes non-believers look at you and say “see… you do all that believin but you still suffer a lot. That’s why I don’t mess with faith. Look! He’s pissed at God!!”.
Good stuff my man!