No More Tears
I woke up this morning and smelled the coffee.
You just don’t know about life, until you wake up.
I was born November 13th, 1970.
Life is real. Life is precious.
I’ve been through hell and back, but I’m here.
Psalm 116:8—"For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling or stumbling.”
I got stabbed through the heart on July, 1994.
I had two heart attacks on March, 2006.
November 20th, 2018 they took an old heart valve out, and replaced it with a new one.
They put a pace maker in on February 8th, 2019.
Yes, life is so precious.
The kids today are not raised the way we were.
I need the old school people to come cleanup the streets.
By James Brown