How many thank him…

Many times, I see people ask, but instead of immediately thanking him, they laugh, they cheer, but few instantly thank the one.

Before I leave my house, I ask for a myriad of angels to protect me and the car, then I ask for a specific car park if possible. Then I go, and as I try and walk (every step is painful) I ask for his help. And I thank him, for getting me in and out.

Sometimes, I have wondered why, why I have so much going on and then I try and flip it, because I know some day, he will use it for his good.

I have had him heal me of things, he has saved me, and this is only for a time. Because I believe he is trying to show me something, or something to others.

He knows I will gladly shout it from the roof tops, when it happens, because I was given a voice to use, not to sit idly by and not learn from it.

Every breath is a time to learn, to change the status, it’s up to each individual to go through their journey and not miss the teaching…

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