There is nothing so peaceful as to sit with Annissa and hold her while she sleeps. I am still amazed that I was blessed by God to have another child this late in life. Whenever I think about all of the stress of getting back into shape, I smile. Because it all reminds me of the wonderful, powerful, merciful Lord I serve and my Red Sea Moment with the birth of a Miracle.
I smile now when someone is rude to me. It isn’t about me, it is about them. I laugh now at the hateful things that others say and do to try to bring me down. It isn’t about me, it’s about them.
The picture that you paint.
Although I may give you the colors to use,
the image on your canvas is of your own making.
It’s based on what you perceive me to be.
It is not who I am
It is not what I can become
It is a vision, clouded by your prejudice, of what others say that I am.
The painting on my canvas
is similar to yours—only with the colors chosen by me.
the images that I see
were painted by my Lord.
It is His picture I choice to see.
For He is all that matters to me.
The mark of a Man is having the ability to form your pictures without a cloud of prejudice.
Who’s up for the challenge?
Keep Running,
Keep Loving,
Keep Living Stress-free,
Skyy
