I was conceived in wickedness, born in the midst of evil, and have been a wanderer all my 56 years of existence.
No one claims me, my bloodline, nor my destiny!
I was cursed with death before I took my first breath.
The me that was born into that life held no value, to anyone, aside for the men who helped themselves to that which was not theirs to take. My mother was so consumed with her own trauma and grief that she failed to protect any of her children, eventually dying of severe Dementia before I was able to tell her that I understood.
Perhaps this question would have been more valuable, were I to have the memories and life lessons handed down from a healthy, normal background and cultural heritage. But, I don’t. Therefore, this prompt might be considered a waste of time to answer.
By grace, mercy, providence, and purpose, you don’t have to accept the prompt response of the me that died, some time ago, in fact.
This is the me that was brought from death to life, and who stands before you now…
I know who I am
I am a child of God
The kingdom of heaven is my culture, my eternal heritage
I am born again
Chosen
Set apart
Written in the Book of Life
Bought
Paid for
I am free…
You better not forget your cookies! I worked all morning on them…
Journey With Me! 