Dear Lord,
Today, i’m praying that when the bag finally hits and the success is locked in, my health never fails me. what is the point of winning if my body is too broken to enjoy the fruit of my labor. i declare that my physical strength and my mental peace will match my elevation. no sickness can stop this run. in Jesus name. amen🙏🏽
last thing: i’m tired of seeing videos of the senators and congress yelling at each other calling out the evil atrocities the republican party has committed. and then shit still get passed shit still terrible. kinda like what’s the point