#919381 added August 30, 2017 at 10:27pm Restrictions: None
Why am I sick?
I feel lousy. Make no mistake in how you read. And yet does that mean I am bad because I feel that way. Not really. Yet a religious bug won't let me go.
I recall the words of my Uncle. "Hang on for the ride". It has been that and more. At times I feel so good I want the whole world to know. Other times I would just as soon everyone stays away least they catch the badness I feel inside. The truth is in a song God sings to me. It is well with my soul. That is the one constant I can depend on. I may feel sick or well. In the great scheme my soul is all that matters. It is well with my soul.
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