Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday Dear sweet, kind, loving, tender-hearted, very very fine, and dare I say "VIRTUOUS," Woman Of God. HAPPY Birthday to me. *And many moooooooooooooo ooooore!!!* 
Dear Heavenly FATHER, Giving honor to Your Power and Your Glory, I bow before Your Majesty today simply to say Thank You for favoring me with another year of life. On this my 57th birthday, I Thank You for blessing me and keeping me through the peeks and the valleys; the fat and the lean. Thank You for breathing LIFE into, what were, these dry bones and thereby allowing me to remain in Your Holy presence. Thank You most of all for just giving me another year to be a witness for Your Kingdom. I ❤ You LORD.
The devil just mad cause God called me, and therefore kept me for "HIS" purpose; but, "It's all good tho" Romans 8: 28
(ATAH SHAH CAYA SHEKINAH EL ELYON . . . I give Your name the GLOOOOORY!!!) Yeah, I went there. See y'all don't understand,: I wasn't supposed to even make it out of my mother's womb, nor rise from the ashes of childhood sexual abuse, and so many other trials. And I certainly wasn't supposed to make it off the streets of homelessness, had the devil had his way . . . BUT GOD!!! So excuse me while I have a little birthday Parise break . . .
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May God send you His blessings on your birthday, in Jesus’ Name!
