Praise

I remember this one time i wanted to give up. just thoughts from the cup i had a sip of. sometimes when you drink your thoughts get mixed up. dark pictures from my bright vision , and people slight opinions. My life was complicated when i concentrated on the wrong things. Maybe because i haven't been to church in days , months , weeks. I'm mentally strong but spiritually weak. My pain reached it's peak. And that's when i told the storm to leave. Normal people are unlike me. They ignore they pain. They are so afraid to use there precious brains. What kept me sane when i couldn't maintain was praise. My grandma is saved and wish i would do the same. I hear her voice when i make my choice to club instead. I'm not perfect i guess , but i'm getting better. Grandma feeling special , because i'm sitting next to her before the sermon start. Sometime you have to know the world apart from god's path. Live your life but know when to hold back. I suppose that , i rather have Jesus than silver or gold. Thank you Lord,