Sometimes we spend and waste a lot of time trying to perfect that dream or that vision that we have and it never gets off the ground. If you are anything like me analytical is the middle name and perfection is key. I have boxes of journals and manuscripts never been published, but what good are they for my eyes only. There is a 5 year old out there that does not have the voice that I have, but our stories relate, and she's waiting on me to release; Someone else may need what I call "a tide me over" which is just a word of inspiration to tide me over so that I can run on and see what the end is gonna be; could be a single mother down on her luck as you say, just aint enough to make it til the end of the month, but somehow here we are almost through another year and last but certainly not least if youve ever walked through the valley with someone facing the dis-ease of Cancer you know a word means more in those times than money dont get me wrong money helps, but at the end of the day money cant buy me peace!
During trying times of misunderstanding, death of loved ones, the burden of debt there is relief in you... So, lets dust that box off, take those journals out, dust that instrument off, get your resume out and your interview suit ready and dont you quit just yet and lets not give up on the faith that we know to be true, remember it was good for my dear mother it's good enough for me. Now if truth be told you have seen it for yourself if it had not been for the Lord on our side where.... Now let the ink go from your mind, to your paper and from your voice where it makes a difference, we each need what the other have and thats the gift of purpose. Lets just start somewhere
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