Pray Each Day

I'm sad for the pride letting love slide right by,forgetting that God is own our side's. It is the hand of our farther we need the most;not money or worldly possessions, just the obsession of trust we need to take with us when we die. So what must I do except stay true even for you through another day in time. As I sit and find out how to be me, remembering the day I fell from a branch of a tree to set me free for all too see as i pray each day. God bless all brother Terry.