Poem, Once Upon A Time.

While in prayer with a couple of “christian’s” I had my chance to add in my portion.

AND

Upon praying my thanksgiving to our Father these people turned to me and looked at me as if I was possessed. Yep I think they thought my prayers were of the devil 👿 himself.

WHAT,

You may ask was said in my prayers of thanksgiving?

WELL,

My prayer went as follows,

“Thank You Father for all your many blessings and especially Thank You for all the evil and the ‘enemies’ sent my way.”

BECAUSE

In my mind, In my heart I thought that if I could come to the point to Thank our Father for all my pitfalls and pratfalls, and really mean it from my heart.

THEN

How much more thankful, how much more would I remember and appreciate The Master Himself (Our Lord, Our Savior) And Not just what he could do for me.