You know I was sitting here thinking back over my life. You know, club hoping& being a victim of Crack Cocaine. I rmbr whn I PRAYED, CRIED, LAYED AWAKE@ NIGHT, WORRIED, ETC... Praying to God for HEALING& DELIVERENCE. #DIDNTOPENTHEDOOR. One Sunday a.m. while gettin ready for church, I received a familar knock@ the door. When I looked through the peephole, I notice smbdy was on the other side holding a bag of CRACK. During tht tyme I had not been delievered yet, but I did SURRENDER. But, I didnt open the DOOR either. I had been PRAYING all alone for God to HELP ME. It was thn, he tld me...YOU FIRST HAVE TO HLP YOURSELF. It was thn I knew I had to make a positive move. I didnt feel as though I missed out frm all tht dope tht day, niether did I feel GUILTY. Had I OPENED tht DOOR, Thrs no telling whr I wld be. SOME DOORS YOU JUST DO NOT OPEN!!! #14YrsAndCounting
Posted on: Mon, 26 May 2014 02:44:34 +0000
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