Friday words. 🖤🌧💭
You won’t question the rain when you’ve seen what it does for the flowers.
And maybe, when you asked Him for newness, the rain came instead.
I hope you see how much the rain can mean in seasons like this. 🖤
— something God spoke to me, and maybe to you, too. ...
“The devil wears a suit and tie I saw him driving down the 61 in early July white as a cotton field and sharp as knife I heard him howling as he passed me by” .
I’ve seen my devil several of times. The first time I saw her she walked right on by. But she had this look in her eyes that said “yes it is I, yes you’re alive, and you see me soon in a matter of time”
The weird thing being I was mesmerized, hypnotized and petrified. She was beautiful, she was paradise, my valentine my ray of sunshine. .
But she was the devil in disguise. She was my demise.