God, Thank you for this day. I pray because me and Ricky Jr., don’t talk like we use to, I thought he was mature, but, one day I was at work and he was talking to a customer and looked at me and asked her if she would would shoot someone if he asked her to? What type of question was that? And why was he looking at me when he was saying it? So, I pray for me and my co-worker, we are safe while we are at work. Anyways, it has been a month maybe longer since I have actually talked to him. You’d think he’d talk about something else. Since he feels that way, I pray the truth he was getting from me, I won’t tell him no more and no one else won’t tell him neither and the prayers I had for him, I will pray for my sake and my people not him or his no more. My boss is a kind man, he helps people when he can. He has his stores and real estate property. I have told my boss a few times, I am uncomfortable about working here about some things. And I don’t won’t to lose my job because it is in good distance from my house and it is an easy job. I have questions, that need to be answered, please, Father. Since some of the black people think I’m not smart, but, I am very smart, I just don’t talk about it. They aren’t better than no one. I try to be better than I was yesterday, today, not than no one else. I’m also gonna pray about Gwen, she is a lucky woman. She wins the lottery more than anyone I know. She needs to give some of her luck to the poor people so they will have some. She has dreams about numbers and etc.. And that is how she wins. It’s weird how it works. God, In the name of Jesus, I pray. Amen
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