This Blog is like chewing on tough steak. You chew, and chew, and chew and for a while you might get tired and wish to spit it out and order a fried chicken sandwich (which is never on the menu). Yet as you are willing, you keep chewing. The steak was well seasoned and done rightly, but after swallowing your jaws are sore. Everyday you have a choice whether to return to the restaurant or not, but the server will continue to put steaks on your table whenever the chef’s done and hands it to them. God has blessed me with an affinity for steak, even if I chocked here and there. HIS grace is the perfect wine and A1 sauce to get me through it. It’s not a matter of if you like steak or how you like yours cooked. It’s a matter of if you’re willing to keep coming back, and if you are willing to chew, digest, and swallow what is given. Thing is about this steak, even with the difficulty to chew it; the health benefits are unmatched to your body as you work it into your muscles. Prophetess if your reading this, know I am grateful you listened to your call. I choose at times to leave the restaurant, because chicken sandwiches go down easy. Yet, I (as of lately, through knowing HIM deeper) understand while God loves me deeply, HE doesn’t play. Many of your teachings have stricken me on the head and back many times. But I’d rather weep while chewing than lament in fire. God bless you sister prophetess. Truly, you are blessed. Your striving obedient brother, Shemuel.
