I don’t know if I shared this on the page or not. I know during the time of his funeral, I was going through the process of an eviction. And wouldn’t know it! here I am about to be evicted from my next residence. I don’t think I am much capable of living at any residence for any length of time.
This world works on money, and if my ass doesn’t get to making the practice of money, I will not have anywhere long to stay.
My life with my grandpa, was something that was different, than other family and friend figures. He was a man of discipline. And he was certain of the reason for the season, and that was Christ. Me and him would have our bouts and fighting of words. But I always bent the knee to him.
I don’t deserve my family, I feel like I took advantage of them. I am still trying to make up for my bad behavior. I don’t know if I ever will get things right.
The fact of the matter is this. Christ carried that man through this life. And He certainly will carry me. I am not ashamed of the gospel. I am proud to admit that the love of Christ is enough for anyone. And I hope you will trust that enough.
