Sunday, April 22, 2018

Psalm 139:13-18



For you created my inmost being;
    you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

    your works are wonderful,
    I know that full well.

My frame was not hidden from you
    when I was made in the secret place,
    when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my unformed body;

    all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.

How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
    How vast is the sum of them!
Were I to count them,
    they would outnumber the grains of sand—
    when I awake, I am still with you.

Lucy?

"all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be."

Does this :

Today was weird.
I was just sitting there and started laughing / smiling. 
And thought fuck yeah, I got this. 

relate to this?

"all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be."

I think so.

BTW?

 "And thought fuck yeah, I got this."

Describes pretty much how I feel about things in case you haven't noticed.

And I love it lol.
You crack me up lol.
You're all hardcore lol.
Then somewhere a few minutes down the line your like 
"Hey!, don't give up." lol

I know when.
I know where.
I've seen the reward.
I know its all worth it.
Why on earth would I quit now?

I may bitch and moan.
But I don't quit.

And every passing day makes his easier.

Why is that?

Because the 
paradigm is getting ready to shift.
Conquerors rights getting ready to be invoked.
Permanently.

Any questions?





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