Life has a nasty habit of throwing debris in our path

use to annoy the blank out of me

then it came to me that perhaps I could build something with them…… and I did

this structure I have constructed has withstood many a storm ….. the shelter has provided me a secure place

initially I could only see the structure before me

over time I have come to realize the real construction has been on the inside ….. I’ll call it faith………

I skirt away from the term believer…….that stage passed some time ago

to come to know is a confidence worth more to me than any of my other possessions

sticks and stones are priceless…… you just have to know what to do with them

🦁

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