For being a Christian, my family has shafted me as crazy for honoring my culture since I was a child. They keep away from me because the works of God are good raising up points about living a squeaky clean life when they have addictions like in Proverbs. This was my grandparents culture that I had followed, but they left it long ago to chase the strangers than to keep up with it like at Mt. Sinah for children to remember love and dignity. My heart is raining down tears that ever time I tried to steer them to a good path, they take two left turns, like they’re all in one mindedness. The church of a Christ loves me though because I meet a lot of strangers around the nation’s who love me in the 12 Tribes of Israel for Jesus in a way. I need prayers to move away from them to follow the church. Heal me ofr my scars. Bear my cause like you did the David’s campaign to take me away from my perspecutors to places where I can serve the church. It is my only safespace left where I can love new and old faces to save their lives instead of returning. I trust in their fasting, praying, and kisses even when I don’t get replies by mail because I know they kept me trucking along long-living.

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