My Story

Along time ago I learned to believe in me.
It didn't matter if no one else believed in me.
I knew I could do it.
I also knew it would take time.
I realized God made me who I am.
He has control...
Over everything; timing, life, and death.
He is the one who gave me the vision.
He decided much in my life.
I tried other places, other dreams...
None of them were my dreams.
All those other places did not bear fruit.
I knocked on many doors.
They would not open.
I even tried to tear down those doors.
They still would not budge.
I had to wait until he took the doors away.
And then, only at that precise time...
Was I able to enter...
And do what he had planned for me.
At that moment I could begin to understand...
Who he was...
The Almighty.
My eyes were not opened
until my Master said so.
I couldn't comprehend...
what he had in store for me.
It would have been too much at the time...
For me to accomplish.
Now, I know who I am.
I know exactly..
What I am to do with the rest of my life.
And that is to tell the story he gave me.
My story has begun.