First date…… before a morsel was taken from her plate, she bowed her head low and began to say her grace…..
as I sat staring, chewing my first bite, feeling morally unequal, conscious calling, more concerned with who was watching, when I really couldn’t see you, your perception of the world, all the things that you had been through, close calls, second chances, and the stress weighing heavy on your mental, it was nothing more than faith that allowed her to continue, outside forces and masters of contortion, didn’t allow them to bend you, aware of my challenges, she whispered “I pray for you too,” your family, our health, and that I’d stay with you too…..
her spiritual philanthropy trampled me…. had I been led out of past calamities with an intact sanity on the strength of her words uncannily… her actions motivate me to be a better me, ambitions of her own she moves steadily, but will support others readily without a seek of crediting….
trying to relate, I asked her, “who made you……have you not experienced hurt, has anyone ever betrayed you, have you ever sat in the fire falsely accused, and they all blamed you, has the stress ever frayed you, drama ever slayed you, have you worked without pay, has the weight of the world ever pained you……
I don’t recall ever even seeing an afraid you…”
She looked into my eyes, and said to my surprise, I’ve been through it all, my emotions are not disguised, it made me pray harder, that’s were my strength lies, prayer is more than requests when challenges arise, we are all here on earth fighting for time that is not promised to us, and we don’t have unlimited tries, I just persevere through my battles, close my eyes and report to the skies.
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