Tuesday, April 1, 2014

April 1: Gratitude Twenty-Eight

I am grateful for possibility tonight.

Yes, last night, my focus was narrow.  All I could see was a door closing.  I was standing, pounding on that door, wanting it to open again.  I was being stubborn and stupid.  All I ended up with was bloody knuckles.  Metaphorically, of course.

I know God has a plan for me.  I know that my future is full of possibility.

Saint Marty just needs to look for that damn open window.

Locked doors piss me off

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