My last relationship taught me that there are people who are sincerely predisposed to the simple life: To sleep & wake up to their partners; to go to their small job & its trifles; to raise kids, to go to church on Sundays. & later die as quietly as they lived. And that it's okay
In April:
I walk in precision and clarity.
Opportunities meet me prepared.
I am a front-row witness of the mighty finger of God in my life.
All things are possible for me.
My confession remains:
"But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; My glory, and the lifter up of mine head."