When the wind hits me like this, I can’t help but wonder what I’ve missed and what has missed me. It’s an interesting mix. I’m doing it, I’m doing it, I’m doing it, Lord.
With my hand on my sword, I’m fairly certain that should be accompanied by a wow, but I feel like reliving the memory of right now. It’s something to be said about charting out a page in history for yourself. I’m doing it for the love, but I had to remind myself.
I am blessed.
I really feel that way.
I walk around with nothing to say, but God did it, and I’m just here to record it. Today I had the opportunity to put my intellect to the test, and it did what it did best, move towards brilliance, and allow God to do the rest. I feel like I have more to get off my chest, but it’s dope when you hear life say yes when you’re honestly giving it your best.
So this is a toast to the moments in time when you remember to make note of moments in time… and when those times happen to rhyme.