January '76, a baby is born...winter time in The Bronx in a womb full of scorn. A miracle was sent from The Lord. Because this baby met life bein' choked by his umbilical cord. He made it thru fine, they say, "in due time, everybody grows to learn about their purpose in life." Patience is a virtue, to come full circle, you've gotta make it thru all the struggle and strife. No male leader in the house to hunt wit'. So struggle is the one thing he had in abundance. But he would never change it or trade them for yours. Stared Satan in the face when he came to his door. The evil father of confusion and lies, told him things that had him lost in this world... he couldn't cope. Should've broke but he wouldn't break. All he did was complain about the pressure that he couldn't take. How was it that he made it thru the pain? Who was it that sat wit' him while he moved on the trains? Provided him protection in his underground shelter even slept next to him spendin' nights in the park. Why was he spared on his birth date? How could he try to take a life that wasn't his in the first place? So many questions wit' very little answers...Rules to this game of life, he doesn't understand them. He studied Islam, started trainin' for the distance. Read books of many kinds but somethin' was still missin'. The blindfold he was wearin', he finally took it off. Slowly but quite surely, he found out what he was lookin' for. In the sand there's been two pairs of footprints, his and a pair that he doesn't recognize. Slowly it starts to come to him, it's the man that held him in His arms before He put him in "Moms".Then he starts to remember happily, there was only one pair of footprints in the sand when He carried him. Now, he sees it vividly, dark demonic wizardry, the struggle and the strife were all a part of Satan's trickery. The Lord will allow torment to test your faith, stay faithful to Him 'cause He's faithful to you. He'll never give you a pair of shoes you can't wear. Or put more on you that you can't bear. Your struggle is your testimony, share your life wit' the world and let them know that God truly exists....Peace & Freedom.
Truly Yours,
Mitch L. Hennessy
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