I have left overs pc...you can have a slice or 2 or 3 or 4 maybe even 5...I got a large, and 3 wings.
I know it boo...darn that muck muck. I wish it would go away but it will never go away...but God can make it better. I know and believe. It's just really hard right now and kind of scary. I am so glad I have my church home. My Pastor has been here for me in many ways.
I was talking to my missionary friend and telling her I felt like footprints in the sand...that God was carrying me.
She says she liked the one called butt prints in the sand... I had not heard of it, so i looked it up:
BUTT PRINTS IN THE SAND
(Otherwise known as the sequel to "Footprints." Ten years later and no change)
One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord,"What have we here?"
Those prints are large and round and neat,
"But Lord,they are too big for feet."
"My child," He said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."
"You disobeyed,you would not grow,
The walk of faith,you would not know,
So I got tired,I got fed up'
And there I dropped you on your butt."
"Because in life,there comes a time,
When one must fight,and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand."