Boy. . .

have I got a story to tell. . . actually 10. But it seems I find it hard to write at anytime other than the middle of the night when all is shut off except my mind, and that is not going to happen tonight since I am on a new regimen, a good one, so that I can "bless His name un-apologetically" and begin to "serve Him with a clear conscience" and "laugh at the future" because as John MacArthur explained we can trust He always blesses the one who works righteousness faithfully. I hope to tell this wonderful story of triumph unseen, to describe it in the most God glorifying way I can, for it was all Him. He's changed me, He really has. Don't stop Lord, please!"

Wondrous are your works oh Lord

For you, O LORD, have made me glad by your work; at the works of your hands I sing for joy. Psalm 92:4

I will tell of Your works all the days of my life

For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.
-Isaiah 55:8-9